<?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-17042855</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:03:33.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clealyan's Journal</title><subtitle type='html'>~~ Lim Wei Shan ~~
~~ Female ~~
~11th Jan 1985~
~Singaporean~
~Chinese~
~23~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6939398443715319315</id><published>2010-07-08T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:17:28.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>棉花糖-再见王子</title><content type='html'>This song has been playing over n over again in 93.3 but i still love it! Pretty nice meaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;棉花糖-再见王子&lt;br /&gt;作词:庄鹃瑛&lt;br /&gt;沈圣哲作曲:沈圣哲&lt;br /&gt;www.50004.com ◇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;红糖豆浆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那个夏天灿烂耀眼&lt;br /&gt;忽然之间下雨也没人撑伞&lt;br /&gt;是我的初恋那次失恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的气味已经飘散&lt;br /&gt;我还留恋心里面共同的声线&lt;br /&gt;你微笑的脸好久不见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间过了几年长大了一些&lt;br /&gt;心中的那个王子要说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再见再见吧我的王子守护爱情的样子&lt;br /&gt;让回忆纪念最初感动的真实&lt;br /&gt;满口永远的孩子慢慢懂事&lt;br /&gt;用眼泪灌溉会幸福的种子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再见吧我的王子梦想还没有消失&lt;br /&gt;我会并著你的勇气一起坚持&lt;br /&gt;晒著艳阳的奔驰勾勾手指&lt;br /&gt;你住的城市会有我的思念因子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来我们各自旅行&lt;br /&gt;哪些风景最让人容易沉迷&lt;br /&gt;最近常下雨但会天晴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间过了几年长大了一些&lt;br /&gt;心中的那个王子要说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再见再见吧我的王子守护爱情的样子&lt;br /&gt;让回忆纪念最初感动的真实&lt;br /&gt;满口永远的孩子慢慢懂事&lt;br /&gt;用眼泪灌溉会幸福的种子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再见吧我的王子梦想还没有消失&lt;br /&gt;我会并著你的勇气一起坚持&lt;br /&gt;晒著艳阳的奔驰勾勾手指&lt;br /&gt;你住的城市会有我的思念因子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;围绕著你围绕著你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6939398443715319315?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6939398443715319315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6939398443715319315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6939398443715319315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6939398443715319315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='棉花糖-再见王子'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-1450121920386306062</id><published>2010-03-11T03:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T03:40:36.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the weird affinity</title><content type='html'>Having an insomnia right now so lets do some blogging about today's filming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't feeling much about the fliming before today, perhaps was busy with projects and test revision. but during and after the shoot i'm having lots n lots of mixed feeling until this moment. i use to be the one behind the scenes but now i'm right in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine the feeling of being watched, filmed and random pple taking your pics without your permission. that kind of feeling over of why singaporeans are so curious over things. but today being in front of the camera is really a kind of feeling that's beyond words i can describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a partner with me for the shoot. a guy 1.97m tall has a career as a freelance photographer. tot he would be very stylish but he's not. tot he isn't very atttractive but some how he gives me a sense of mystery that attracts my attention. tot he would be hard to even start a conversation with but in fact when he broke out a lil smile, the conversation just flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure what kind of feeling is that but nevertheless find this person very interesting n left a deep impression in me. until the fliming ends i didn get his name. haha.. wat a weird affinity to meet. hopefully the opener works out well...&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='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6030729208282686933</id><published>2010-02-24T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:20:20.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>每個女孩身邊都有一個不是男朋友的男朋友</title><content type='html'>每個女孩身邊都有一個不是男朋友的男朋友你們可能相愛過，你們也可能喜歡著彼此，但是，為了什麼原因你們沒能在一起？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許他為了朋友之間的義氣，不能追你。&lt;br /&gt;也許為了顧及家人的意見，你們沒有在一起。&lt;br /&gt;也許為了出國深造，他沒有要你等他。&lt;br /&gt;也許你們相遇太早，還不懂得珍惜對方。&lt;br /&gt;也許你們相遇太晚，你們身邊已經有了另一個人。&lt;br /&gt;也許你回頭太遲，對方已不再等待。&lt;br /&gt;也許你們彼此在捉摸對方的心，而遲遲無法跨出界線。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過即使你們沒在一起，你們還是保持了朋友的關係。 但是你們心底清楚，對這個人，你比朋友還多了一份關心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使不能跟他名正言順的牽著手逛街，你們還是可以做無所不談的朋友。 他有喜歡的人，你口頭上會幫他追，心裏卻不是很清楚你是不是真的希望他追到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他遇到困難時，你會盡你所能的幫他，不會計較誰又欠了誰。 男女朋友吃醋了，你會安撫他們說你和他只是朋友，但你心中會有那麼一絲的不確定。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每個人這輩子，心中都有過這麼一個特別的朋友，很矛盾的行為。 一開始你不甘心只做朋友的，但久了，突然發現這樣最好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你寧願這樣關心他，總好過你們在一起而有天會分手。&lt;br /&gt;你寧願做他的朋友，彼此不會吃醋，才可以真的無所不談。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;特別是這樣，你還是知道，他永遠會關心你的。 做不成男女朋友，當他那個特別的朋友，有什麼不好呢？你心中的這個特別的朋友...? 是誰呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多的感情，都因為一廂情願，最後連朋友都當不成了。常常覺得惋惜，可惜一些本來很好的友情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後卻因為對方的一句喜歡你，如果你沒有反應，這一段友情似乎也難以維持下去，這也難怪有些人會因此不肯踏出這一步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為這就像是一場賭注，表白了之後不是成了男女朋友，要不就連朋友都當不成了。&lt;br /&gt;有些事不是你能預料的，或許對方不在意，你們還可以是朋友，但卻已經不如從前的好.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copied from facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6030729208282686933?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6030729208282686933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6030729208282686933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6030729208282686933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6030729208282686933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='每個女孩身邊都有一個不是男朋友的男朋友'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-3589104519572283303</id><published>2009-12-19T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:52:55.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat crave</title><content type='html'>today went out with my wpl mate to bugis for steamboat.. yes!  Friday night  so hard to get a proper place to eat. so we hump tump bola choose one coz our crave for steamboat was way before our exam, so muz statify the crave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place was not too bad althou the selection was not like very fantastic but the ultimate aim was to hang out.. Cassandra joined us after much of my sai-nei request.. She definitely is one woman tat makes fren with every one. Glad my mate liked her.. one good joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took quite some pics shall get  zoe n crystal to upload asap.. damn they took a lot of unglam pics man... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through out dinner kept chatting about him which i was caught by cassandra.. she's damn sharp la.. ok i admit, yes, i like him, but there's no chance inbetween anyway.. well so much about him n those interesting things he had told us... missed him alot.. thou will not text him again and hopefully i don't have to again.. coz ultimately i know that its totally impossible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so told myself to move on and hope i can do it well.. dun like the feeling now.. so lonely and miserable.. let this be the last moment missing him.. :"(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;missing you&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-3589104519572283303?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3589104519572283303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=3589104519572283303&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3589104519572283303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3589104519572283303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2009/12/steamboat-crave.html' title='Steamboat crave'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-1010488949886720357</id><published>2009-12-16T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:18:11.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>有心动的感觉</title><content type='html'>好久 好久 没有这种感觉了&lt;br /&gt;慢慢的 渐渐的 也在寻找 在回味&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成经年轻的心 常常渴望&lt;br /&gt;随着年龄的增长 也渐渐的淡忘了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时问了问自己的心 真的忘了吗？心如直水了吗？没有渴望了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也就在这时候 短短的几个月 渴望却淡忘已久的感觉 为什么又会重新被燃起呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为何在离别时特别的悲伤 时时刻刻脑海里还想着你的执著与潇洒、勇气与义气、温柔与体贴？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这样的一个你 会没有人为你着迷吗？你又重来没动心过吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;金钱 地位 事业 你都拥有了？ 难道你就没有渴望能拥有爱情与一个完完整整属于你的家吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;父亲的离去 年少的阴影 让你对家这个东西完全没有信心吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如何才能让你重新相信 美满的家是可以属于你的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很想知道这个答案 但是我又能用什么立场来向你要求这个答案呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不过 还是很安慰的是 在离别能够看到你那永远灿烂的笑容 也算满足了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也只能说因为年龄的差距而相逢恨晚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想对你说的则翻话 也只能在网上漂流着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能 或者 也许 有一天 你会发现到我的存在 也就知足了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有缘在见了。。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-1010488949886720357?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/1010488949886720357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=1010488949886720357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1010488949886720357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1010488949886720357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='有心动的感觉'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-2789470276178911809</id><published>2009-01-29T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:11:18.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>没有如果</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;没有如果&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;演唱：梁静茹&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;错过就过 你是不是会难过&lt;br /&gt;若如果拿来当借口&lt;br /&gt;那爱是不是有一点弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;真的爱我 就放手一搏&lt;br /&gt;还想什么 还怕什么&lt;br /&gt;快牵起我的手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人说&lt;br /&gt;世界上最遥远的距离不是生与死&lt;br /&gt;而是我就站在你面前 你却不知道我爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常说&lt;br /&gt;如果人类连爱一个人都被自己绑住&lt;br /&gt;那世界末日已来到&lt;br /&gt;不需要等到地球毁灭掉的那天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;错过就过 你是不是会难过&lt;br /&gt;若如果拿来当借口&lt;br /&gt;那爱是不是有一点弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;真的爱我 就放手一搏&lt;br /&gt;还想什么 还怕什么&lt;br /&gt;快牵起我的手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果 如果 如果 如果 如果&lt;br /&gt;最后变成如果 我也不能接受&lt;br /&gt;错过 错过 错过 错过 错过&lt;br /&gt;我比你更难过 不会一错再错&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嗯 这次不要再轻易错过&lt;br /&gt;我常说&lt;br /&gt;如果人类连爱一个人都被自己绑住&lt;br /&gt;那世界末日已来到&lt;br /&gt;不需要等到地球毁灭掉的那天&lt;br /&gt;别怕太快乐(别怕太快乐)&lt;br /&gt;别怕失去我~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;错过就过 你是不是会难过&lt;br /&gt;若如果拿来当借口&lt;br /&gt;那爱是不是有一点弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;真的爱我 就放手一搏&lt;br /&gt;还想什么 还怕什么&lt;br /&gt;快牵起我的手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快牵起我的手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;错过就过 你是不是会难过&lt;br /&gt;若如果拿来当借口&lt;br /&gt;那爱是不是有一点弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;真的爱我 就放手一搏&lt;br /&gt;还想什么 还怕什么&lt;br /&gt;快牵起我的手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;错过就过 你是不是会难过&lt;br /&gt;若如果拿来当借口&lt;br /&gt;那爱是不是有一点弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;真的爱我 就放手一搏&lt;br /&gt;还想什么 还怕什么&lt;br /&gt;快牵起我的手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;错过就过 你是不是会难过&lt;br /&gt;若如果拿来当借口&lt;br /&gt;那爱是不是有一点弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我说 爱我没有如果&lt;br /&gt;真的爱我 就放手一搏&lt;br /&gt;还想什么 还怕什么&lt;br /&gt;快牵起我的手&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice song..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13hours of work on CNY 3rd DAY!!!! KNS...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-2789470276178911809?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2789470276178911809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=2789470276178911809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2789470276178911809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2789470276178911809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='没有如果'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-3747253798411669712</id><published>2009-01-09T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:38:34.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09.01.09</title><content type='html'>wat a nice date 09.01.09. I'm still in office feeling damn moody and irritated, i think the major cause is my running nose. Whenever i'm done with running nose i hated evening time, my eyes start getting watery, nose kept sneezing, feeling sleepy n blah blah blah.. basically i'm feelin awful right now but still i have to wait in the office for 2 members of six+one+one to finish their work then we head down to celebrate my birthday in advance. {x sneeze1}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasn't a very nice day for everyone in mediacorp, CEO annouced 10% pay cut. Goosh!!! with inflation and recession i better start looking for weekend job. A new working system will start on April Fool's Day, what a "great" joke. 26days of Mediacorp Day Off and 7days of common leave, can you believe it! Broadcast center having day off and we are starting the 4day work on alternate week. Actually the company is really trying hard to save everyone from this recession by pay cutting and not asking you to leave.  {blow my nose x1} say goodbye to performance bonus.. sobs sobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is imd gathering day but so unfortunate i'm not going coz i think probably after tonight i'll be as good as dead i jus wanna sleep my weekends off and prepare myself for a firece battle at work on Monday. Currently working on Focus(焦点) and it is really a tedious job. I can step into the office without turning on my computer i can walk in and out searching high n low dumping and duplicating weekend rushes and by the time i get to sit at my desk and turn on the computer I'll have to clear nad reply emails and at the same time helping other colleagues on other programmes. Sigh i shouldn't have complaint nothing to do when i really can do nothing and facebook the entire afternoon now that after too much complaint retribution finally falls on me. but well my time passes pretty fast and i realise i do not have enough time to complete my stuff one day so accumulate my job to next day and the routine starts again. KNS. literally brainless but labourous work. [7:30pm] still waiting for ppl to call me. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the urge to jus go home now but thinking of the brain cracking planning of six+one+one for  my bday when they are also busy and tired with work i had better sit quitely and wait.  almost everyone in the office had left, leaving only a few of us, adn the office is so cold... oh one thing in mediacorp thos aircons are not meant for humans, they are meant for those machines therefore i realise i kept falling sick ever since i stepped into mediacorp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie the 2 six+one+one called.. got to go! hungryyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-3747253798411669712?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3747253798411669712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=3747253798411669712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3747253798411669712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3747253798411669712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2009/01/090109.html' title='09.01.09'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-5560663984462757001</id><published>2008-10-09T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:21:15.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>女人的第六感</title><content type='html'>有人说女人的第六感很准， 是真的吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总觉得我是脱离了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感觉很多事情都和从前不一样了， 是我变了吗？还是她已经不是我从前所认识的了？是我跟不上她的脚步吗？还是我不值得她去向？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾今何时有商有量便成了沉默？又曾今何时我们不再有话题？又曾今何时碰面时也只是微笑？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又曾今何时是一起同进同出便成了各走各的了呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事情都变得肤浅了， 就有如蜻蜓点水、过眼云烟了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很想听她亲口说可是却提不起勇气问她， 毕竟她的选择很明显。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是感情淡了呢？还是她的脚步走的比我快了呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想这不是我能回答知己的， 但愿她没忘了我这个朋友很想能够从新认识她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但愿现在她是快乐的， 我也就能跟容易的做出选择。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想要的答案有谁能给我？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-5560663984462757001?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5560663984462757001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=5560663984462757001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5560663984462757001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5560663984462757001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='女人的第六感'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-4121455810763968673</id><published>2008-05-18T18:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:20:18.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will be missed.. Huiting.</title><content type='html'>Slowly I've gotten use to the AP job in mediacorp CA, and slowly I think I'm losing myself day by day not knowing what should I do next. Life to me now is like standing at the crossroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've confidently told a lot of people that I will not stay in MC for long coz I want to further my studies badly. But there's this fear in me somehow asking me that what if I couldn't pull thru my years overseas. Sigh. What should I do??? I have been asking myself that question over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly today was a happening and happy day for me this morning. I finally took my first driving lesson, it's a mix feeling of excitment and kanchiong-ness. But so happen that after i return home i recieve a shocking news that one of my Sec schoolmate, Huiting, passed away in a bike accident. The moment i saw the sms from Em n June i was totally shocked, stood there for about a min or so thinking I might have misread their sms or thinking it might be a prank but today ain't April's Fool. Gotten Fang's miss call and I called to confirmed what has happen to Huiting. At the very moment, I really felt life is so funerable and I'm almost lost at words. You wouldn't know that the last time you saw a friend might be the last time you met him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing her for 5yrs, although I won't say I know her very well but still, she's someone that I spent most of my recess with along with others. She's always the onepicking and  laughing at my pronounciation of some random chinese words. I could vividly remember her smile and laughter, her little gestures when ever her fringe gets into her eyes, her  energy during PE lessons and many more... Everything seems to happen just yesterday but now, she's totally gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few years back i remembered clearly that when I recieved the news of my cousin's death  I didn't feel as much as I felt for Huiting's death.  Perhaps I ain't that close to my cousin compare to Huiting as we hang out everyday in school. At this moment I wish I have a chance to tell her that I really appreciate her as a friend in my life. But things always happens this way, you only regret after losing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembered Gracie ever told me she lost a dear fren a few years back, and now I could really put myself in her shoes to feel how she felt at that moment. All I wish now is Huiting would rest in peace and all my frens please take care of yourself and your love ones as much and possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember today's date, 18th May 2008, my first lesson in driving and the death annivesary of a dear fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Why is life so strong yet so funerable???   :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-4121455810763968673?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4121455810763968673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=4121455810763968673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/4121455810763968673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/4121455810763968673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-will-be-missed-huiting.html' title='You will be missed.. Huiting.'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6673011966420165294</id><published>2008-03-17T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T16:34:24.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Office blog</title><content type='html'>It's been long since i last blog. It's still the same, old text w/o photos. it's been like 1mth plus in mediacorp CA, but some of my colleagues say it's like I'm here for a very long time. I can't figure it out what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday's job is still the same, Monday is usually the most slacking day and Friday will always be my GO-Home-Late day. Went to meet ryce, justin n stan last friday after work at PS, it was 9 30pm when i met them for dinner. Ryce picked up new hobby again, bought new stuff again. The initial plan was to watch waterhorse but coz i couldn't make it so it turn into a dinner follow my a short walk in carrefour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to TP on Saturday with Justin, Ryce n Stan to take a look at the dip show. The work this year is pretty good, esp the Interactive side. Took a copy of their work but only 6 works in a dvd (obviously, selected ones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the Producers manage to get us free tickets to Singapore Flyers and i forgot to bring my camera.. Sigh.. can only use handphone 2.0megapix camera. lolx. Heard that the ride is boring but still i wanna go take a look coz it will probably be my first n last chance to take the flyers n most important it's free.. typical singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;lolz. Hopefully i can get some nice pics coz by the time it starts it will be pretty dark as it will start at 730pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Singapore Flyers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6673011966420165294?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6673011966420165294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6673011966420165294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6673011966420165294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6673011966420165294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2008/03/office-blog.html' title='Office blog'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-709054766893266830</id><published>2008-02-04T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:10:12.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ Work P2</title><content type='html'>ok.. now i'm at work and i'm super bored to death.. why leh.. i oso dunno.. it's the nature of the job.. All i do everyday is do programme pacaking, archiving.. maybe it's becoz i'm still under the honeymoon period.. Dunno wats coming after the honeymoon... hoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Wei Shan, u are such a whiner...... having good life you complain it's bored, having a busy life you complain no time... seriously 生在福中，不知福.. lolzzz....i should be grateful i have those 9 to 5 job with incentives and bonus rite.... hai.. wei shan.. complain lesssss... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... it's new yr in a few days time but hor i still have no plans of where to go.. sigh.. Thursday go relative house visiting.. Friday hmmm... (go cady house?? dunno she free mah!)..Saturday afternoon to Yong's place but still thinking can make it anot.. Sunday??? ZZZZ at home... lol... HuH!.. my visiting is so little only.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOI Miss Angeline Tng n Miss Ferli Ang..... Sunday wanna go out bo???&lt;br /&gt;How about Miss Xiang???? haha.. As for Ryce arh.. after church sure return home nap rite... so nvm.. we can meet on friday after work.. hahahaha.... I think i'm really damn bo liao at this moment to even write this post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... jus now over lunch was talking with emmeline, yoyo and a few colleagues.. Comparing the new movie between Jay Chou n Stephen Chow.. Chang Jiang is bettter!!!!! hahaha.. I really have to watch it!!!!!!......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-709054766893266830?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/709054766893266830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=709054766893266830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/709054766893266830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/709054766893266830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2008/02/work-p2.html' title='@ Work P2'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6095786960458481912</id><published>2008-01-30T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T12:17:54.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ Work</title><content type='html'>Ok! lazy to blog about part 3 of my bday n it's long pass already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. anyway today is my 3rd day at work. hurhur.. everything is still going fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's bored the first few days......... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k its really getting boring now coz i have no idea wat to write.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Chinese New Y ear is next week!!! although i dun feel the festive at all but still i can get time off from work n slack n watch my korean n chinese drama. Miss my dramazzzzzz... oh new yrs day it self bringing mummy n bro to watch cj7 byt stephen show.. haha.. the cj7 monster is so cute. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat else... actually i have not been watching movie in the theatre for a very long time already.. miss those days that one huge group of ppl go watch moive.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;长江7号！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6095786960458481912?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6095786960458481912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6095786960458481912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6095786960458481912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6095786960458481912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2008/01/work.html' title='@ Work'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-105211091770233437</id><published>2008-01-16T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T02:22:33.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok let's talk about Part Two before i forget those details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like i say.. i was conned, bluff and tricked. Those six + one planned it almost one week before hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All thanks to teng arh, act so well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok the story starts on last Tuesday, I went to teng's place to return her the usb wire then she mention that yoyo now very close to her less close to mel liao. So i a bit stun but didn't ask much thou. Then Wednesday came when i'm busy studying for my Basic Theory Test. Darling jolene call see if I'm avail on Thursday for a freelance job and she slipped her mouth by mentioning something on FRiday the 11th. SO anxious n curious wat's six + one is up to and oso worry that they planned it on Friday coz my mom planned a last min dinner. So teng call me on Wed, she come up with stories that becoz of my birthday mel n yoyo started some argument. Which is like making me guilty lah!!!!!... so soooo unwillingly and afraid i ask my mom if i can change the dinner to Saturday or another day coz the six + one had already made reservation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lucky man!! my dad birthday is exactly one week away from mine so they decided to have dinner on the 18th!.. heng like shit, i'm still there getting ready to get reprimanded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO I'm still curious and anxious, on Thursday becoz i'm meeting philo n ryce for dinner i have some spare time, so i dragged teng out after her school to go bras bersah and oso wanna ask her wat happen. Coz see her face like sian sian, have things cannot say like dat. But then she refuse to tell me saying she'll let me know after my birthday. So thats the usual things we do after we celebrate a frens bday, we will roughly tell her the plannings.. etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So friday afternoon i went back school for open house, then went home. Got yoyo's sms that kk will pick me up. SO after i bored kk's car we went to fetch yoyo.. but so suay (dunno if they calculated the timing anot).. we were caught in a jam.... %$#%$#%.. so teng called yoyo half way thru the jam that mel isn't happy that we are late. Then yoyo was angry saying that mel always late we oso didn't complain. So the gunpowder smell started stronger and i'm sitting at the back half worrying and half thinking how the 2 of them being so close can quarrel??? SO i thought nvm la.. later i apologise lor.. SO we went Fish n Co glass house for dinner. I had fish n co for 2 continous days!... hurhur tired of fish n co man.. that day live band sucks big time la.. the sound system too loud..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Surprisingly, there's a lot of ppl who had their birthday same or near me lor... group by group there's the fish n co team singing bday songs for them... Guess wat!.. birthday girl/boy has to stand on the chair till all the birthday singing is over, and have to wear a soccer ball hat which i find it quite cute!! And hor.. the brownie ice cream at glass house is way better then the on at bugis.. coz bugis one got chao tar.. lol.. coz initially i thought the brownies at fish n co should be a bit burnt.. Slowly ppl went off and i was telling six + one a few times that lucky they didn't let them know that it's my birthday. But then GOD KNOWS WAT!!!.. THEY DID!!!!!... i dunno should i consider lucky or wat.. I was totally shocked especially that i have to stand so high, i was shivering on the chair that i dare not move much la..... then the stupid thing is i have to blow the candle on top on the chair where the candle is on the table.. haha but lucky i did it on the second try!! hohoh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so a lot of photo taking at fish n co.. and mel gave me the Chip n Dale wrislet.. And she told me is imported from japan leh.. took plan here lor.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155766470956916354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/R4z2SfZBnoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/UlbQGvFVOC0/s320/IMGP5246.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry, didn photoshop it coz haven install CS3 to new hard disk.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So story pause here.. gonna turn in liao.. hohoh.. continue again. meanwhile can view those stupid action hoto on my facebook. Mel n jojo tagged me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-shan-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;不想追究谁让谁受了伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-105211091770233437?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/105211091770233437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=105211091770233437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/105211091770233437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/105211091770233437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2008/01/birthday-part-two.html' title='Birthday Part Two'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/R4z2SfZBnoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/UlbQGvFVOC0/s72-c/IMGP5246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-1541477368162626902</id><published>2008-01-12T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T02:13:25.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Part One</title><content type='html'>I shall break down to 3 parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part today is very short n sweet coz i'm freaking tired now.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very long Birthday since Monday, I was bluff, decieved, conned.. watever it is.. my bunch of dearie frens cahoot and tricked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then because I have them i had a wonderful birthday this year! a really happy one!! Thanks all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog about in detail later on when i have all the pics from Miss Jojo Teng.. please send those pics before u FLY TO GERMANY!!!! and buy me my papillo!!!!.. hahhaa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-1541477368162626902?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/1541477368162626902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=1541477368162626902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1541477368162626902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1541477368162626902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2008/01/birthday-part-one.html' title='Birthday Part One'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-244365825791866531</id><published>2008-01-11T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T02:16:01.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Eve</title><content type='html'>Actually I didn't think anyone would remember my birthday coz it's in Jan, most of them will be too busy or too broke to remember. So today or rather yesterday morning I recieve sms from philo asking me if i'm free to hang out. Althou she did mention asking how am i celebrating but i didn't think that she'll arrange any surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the meet up is set in the evening at Bugis Fish n Co. So we are suppose to meet up at 7 30pm.. so i waited, walking around. Went walking around Bras Bersah n Bugis with teng after her school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 7 20pm Ryce suddenly called telling me she got off the wrong bus stop so she say will meet me at Bras Bersah, actually i'm finding it weird coz usually ryce don't ask me to purposely walk to some place to wait for her but she does got off wrong busstops. But wasn't thinking much coz since i'm nearby so i walk over to meet her lor... then after i met up with her, she called philo &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(have small talks.. ) ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ryce n i walk to fish n co, thinking that philo might be late coz when i call her at 730pm she jus left office -.-".. so went to fish n co to make reservation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Table for 3 please.&lt;br /&gt;Ryce: There, they are there wat.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ??? confused, blur (look around where is she pointing, and I sport asto n siyuan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first question to them was, why are u all here coz i thought so lucky that they are eating at fish n co. Recall on what I've said earlier was a bit dumb la.. derr is so obvious philo or ryce invited them or wat la coz according to asto n siyuan they happen to bump into philo at bugis. I dunno which story is true and wat ever it is, I'm happy that they are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so sweet of philo to actually order a mudpie (is that mudpie?), some sort of desert with ice cream. The mudpie is a bit burnt arh.. haha... the fish n co today like short handed as usually they will sing u birthday song.. but today arh.. service damn slow n cold.. but lucky they din't sing if not i'm gonna find a whole and dig in..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the so call "birthday cake" we finally ordered our food for 5, philo n the rest decide on 2 seafood platter for 2, a girlled salmon, a soup of the day, a passion fruit drink and a sharkie frezzie, when the food arrives we are all giving that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S FREAKING A LOT OF FOOD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So slowly we ate, lucky ryce, philo n asto was very hungry.. so they can eat most of it. Esp when we have 2 rice bowl [asto n ryce] around.. so they manage to finish all the rice.. Half way thru our meals philo contacted chris coz he's on shoot today.. so chris came to clear the remaining grilled calamari n fries as his dinner @ near 10pm?.. hoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ryce went home early coz tmr she has work, asto dun giving a freaking care abt she has work, then for philo, she can enter office late like wat??? 11am.. haha.. so some of us hanged out at starbucks till philo is totally zone out then we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philo's sleepy face reminds me of the last day shoot for Moon Face where I went for zhili birthday ending up knocking out on the table. Horrible, i didn't get much enjoyment coz i dunno wats going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wanna thanks philo n ryce for today! if not i think i'll be rotting at home in the evening, [next time anyone having meals with ryce arh can take notice that having a simple meal with her can sense how much she loves her food as she gives off those 幸福 and oyishii look on her face, with that look all the food on the table looks more appetizing lor.]... hahaha.. later tonight will be out with six+one!! Looking forward! I still dunno the plan.. it's scary thinking after those surprises for the rest is finally my turn n actually i'm a bit nervous [ cause of too much 'evil' deed. &gt;.&lt;].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dun suddenly appear in front of my doorstep, it's scary after reading zhili's blog on her bday! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;happy birthday to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-244365825791866531?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/244365825791866531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=244365825791866531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/244365825791866531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/244365825791866531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2008/01/birthday-eve.html' title='Birthday Eve'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-8022321504528680454</id><published>2008-01-09T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T03:04:41.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Wish List</title><content type='html'>Actually I really dunno wat I want leh.. either is too ex for me to think or i just dunno wat I want lor... hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think!!............... not in order of which i really want la maybe some of the stuff i can have bah.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153161788040257058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/R4O1V_ZBniI/AAAAAAAAAPE/YK5QlTSdbYc/s320/Heart+lock+charm+bracelet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will this be easier for you all?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burberry Wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153176309324684850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/R4PCjPZBnjI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DMfgHOncCs8/s320/burberry002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11 Credit Card slots, 1 Clear Window for Identification card as well as 3 cash compartments &amp;amp; 1 coin compartment with zipper. Wallet is NEW coming with box. Approx measure---------7.5"x4"Condition-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like the specs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;or this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153178336549248594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/R4PEZPZBnlI/AAAAAAAAAPc/wZLyCqc0xqA/s320/41ysfZv8c3L__AA280_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Product Description&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Nova Check Leather Medium Wallet with Black Leather Trim is a nice classical wallet with embossed BURBERRY logo. It Features 8 credit card slots with two bill sections and external coin pocket. The nova check wallet is an excellent gift idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Classic and thats my usual wallet size&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or this..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153180861990018658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/R4PGsPZBnmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6BjBTKi6K58/s320/030904_180317-24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BURBERRY WALLET CREDIT COIN 112 LT CAMEL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Made of Burberry fabric and black leather. 1 large cash pocket with Burberry logo lining inside, 8 credit card slots, Burberry London engraving inside and flip over snap leather closure on one side. Large change compartment on the second side under the front flip over snap closure with Burberry engraving on the leather. Dimensions are 4 6/16" long, 4" wide,1 1/4" thick. Comes in a dust bag and in a box with authenticity tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Compact and i like the color. woot~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel i need a wallet badly after looking at my pathetic wallet. Sigh....But watever you all get i oso like la..&lt;br /&gt;Ok i think thats about it la.. this is my longest time taken entry took me 2 hours to finish and its 3am now. OMG.. i wanna zzz liao.. nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;shan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;等待。期待。渴望。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-8022321504528680454?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8022321504528680454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=8022321504528680454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8022321504528680454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8022321504528680454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2008/01/birthday-wish-list.html' title='Birthday Wish List'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/R4O1V_ZBniI/AAAAAAAAAPE/YK5QlTSdbYc/s72-c/Heart+lock+charm+bracelet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-778931766322532205</id><published>2008-01-06T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:11:06.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual Personality</title><content type='html'>Kinda bored waiting for my hair to dry at the moment. So was on facebook taking the visual personality test under the Top Friend application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Emotional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You like to keep things simple and don't play games when it comes to dating. If you like someone, they'll know it because you'll straight-up tell them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Intellectual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Politics isn't just something you read about in the newspaper. You speak out regarding causes you care about and believe that each person can make a difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Physical&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You know you should work out more but you're busy. You like taking classes such as spin or yoga since being with a group provides motivation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.. not too bad.. pretty true! try it by adding top friend apps to check out your own peronality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my sleeping day. For god knows what reason I've been sleeping whole day(but i woke up at 11am to watch Moon Face!), till evening i finally woke up(too much CO2 intake), had a bowl of soup then head to airport with asto to fetch our beloved Miss Gracie Xiang who had just came back from visiting Adree in Bristol. So we went Breeks cafe to sit down chit chat and catch up a little lor. Had photo viewing session which is very beautiful and asto say she wants to retire in Paris. haha.. Great idea actually, I would love to retire in japan by the sea, winks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;不想，不等，不渴望&lt;/em&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/17042855-778931766322532205?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/778931766322532205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=778931766322532205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/778931766322532205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/778931766322532205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2008/01/visual-personality.html' title='Visual Personality'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-3898707684133917092</id><published>2007-12-27T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:29:07.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last update in 2007!</title><content type='html'>All right keep it short and sweet. Have completed Moon Face last week and it will be airing this &lt;a href="mailto:Sunday@11am"&gt;Sunday@11am&lt;/a&gt; on Kids Central. Please stay tune!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was slacking and catching up with some friends and had a pathetic xmas eve cleaning up Rochester with Philo and have instant noodle at tengs place. What a christmas eve arh, less say christmas I'm at home clearing up my room and basically doing brainless things. At least i'm doing something to stop myself from thinking of some.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie relaxed, slacked, eat, played enough already!.. sending out resume and getting to work again.. Going to JB next week with philo(which is 2008??).. anyone interested? just a day outing to shop, *hints* any guys coming along with us?? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first time going to TV12(Bestway Building) twice in a day. Was there at Filmat36 for an interview then went back to Sitting In Pictures to watch the Moon Face online for ep1 and offline for ep2. Then back to TV12 with philo to deliver dvds to Kids Central. And so happen we bump into the lady boss of Filmat36 on the way out, I guess she mux be thinking I love the place so much.. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway got to go swimming yesterday so I was happy, trying hard to keep myself busy busy busy so I won't imagine things too much. Kinda feel empty after Moon Face is over........ simply love Sitting IN Pictures. Saw marissa, yiting, kiko n sam today, it was so nice... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon it'll be NEW YEAR.. therefore blog a bit before it's 2008!! Everyone, remember to have fun in the last few days of 2007 and wish all of you have a good year ahead!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;没有希望就不会失望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-3898707684133917092?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3898707684133917092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=3898707684133917092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3898707684133917092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3898707684133917092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-update-in-2007.html' title='Last update in 2007!'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-3808520133494610515</id><published>2007-12-07T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T01:03:23.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Design Hell</title><content type='html'>Dear all designers do take sometime to read these article. It's fun and allows you to think about it.. haha.. &lt;a href="http://www.happeepill.com/movreview/beowulf/beow.htm"&gt;Design Hell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-3808520133494610515?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3808520133494610515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=3808520133494610515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3808520133494610515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3808520133494610515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/12/design-hell.html' title='Design Hell'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-5156297153575852879</id><published>2007-12-04T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T23:33:32.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8days</title><content type='html'>Was talking to ppl in SIP yesterday and when I'm calculating the number of shoot days we have left is like 8days.. oh thats lame if u catch the joke. Get a copy of 8days. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok it's a rare occasion I blog at this time ever since I started working on Moon Face. But today somehow, something make me want to turn on my computer. Partially is work coz sending emails of rundowns n scripts out, partially coz my baby laptop's harddisk is give off scary sound recently so I didn;t want to turn it on till I'm free to fix it!.. So i could not hold it anymore I turn it on, same old prob, scary sound, slow start up... well.. wats the prob?? i dunno bro says hardidsk KO-ing soon. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard of some desperate news this afternoon.. Yes desperate.. I've finally come to sense that how much time I wasted on. Well it;s the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with ryce for an hour b4 she goes to bed. Pass few days I've been randomly dailing n sms-ing ppl.. coz i'm really really sianz about work. hehe.. But just now while chatting with her I read my email from Storyboard08 that they are holding film event next yr and my piece was selected thru sinema along with ray pang's connection. Man!!! i've really happy la.. next yr everyone come support okie?? i noe u all have watch many many many times. hehe.. give face n come again k.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too happy to sleep.. I should get my goal like jeevan to write my own shortfilm again. left balloon haning for quite awhile already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overjoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-5156297153575852879?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5156297153575852879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=5156297153575852879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5156297153575852879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5156297153575852879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/12/8days.html' title='8days'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-4502892737672230182</id><published>2007-11-18T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T01:03:14.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all friends and relative,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report! I'm going to go MISSING IN ACTION SOON. Production for Moon Face is on starting next week and it will end after mid December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Moon Face? A drama commissioned by Kids Central to Sitting In Pictures. It's about youth paranormal detective.. bleah bleah bleah.. dun wanna think about it coz everyone is ain't prepared for shoot but we are force to shoot due to the timeline. 6 eps of 30mins drama have to complete in like 16days. Let's do the math 16 divide by 6 is like  2.6666 which means 2.5 days per ep, that is without anything going wrong. Everyone just pray for me that nothing is going to go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a saturday and I woke up as usual to go and check on location. Got lost due to wrong directions given, that's totally pissed of and waste of time. My entire plan for the day is almost ruin. By 5pm my brain is already not function, was on the way to meet liting and gracie for a meet up since last parted like 3 mths ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with graice and hang in PS chatting till 10 plus. We are happily chatting away that we didn' notice is so late already. Come to recall what I have chat with her is like only 80% in my mind and trying hard to recall the rest of 20%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today PS had some occassion that President Nathan was in PS with lots of Boy Bridage. Had performance and people are all watching from different levels. I was going up the escalator and lookin down at the same time, something like what if someone drops a grenade down right now? OMG what;s in my mind? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss school, friends and lecturers badly. Schooling days are the best ever!!!.... Continue "I miss II"... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-4502892737672230182?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4502892737672230182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=4502892737672230182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/4502892737672230182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/4502892737672230182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-all-friends-and-relative-report-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-3004626834000687403</id><published>2007-10-28T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T11:44:59.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting In Pictures</title><content type='html'>I'm in Sitting In Pictures for 2weeks already. It wasn't a bad company, people in there does their things well, some people are friendly and nice inside. But the place can say it's a little bits messy and disorganise but is stil working well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now working on a Kids Central TV drama. So what am I doing in SIP? nothing but casting and looking for locations high n low. Bump into Jayce on Thursday when I was on my way to meet gracie for dinner. As usual she says my forte is in casting, which is -.- coz i have ran out of ideas where to find kids. Talented kids is not easy to find, that's y Kids Central keep on re-using those kids. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick and Treats, Assistant Direct by Philo is finally on air. Last week was the first episodes and the poll for trick n treats compared to little coach was like extreme ends. Trick and Treats won!!! haha.. wonder which company did little coach?? hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is getting more and more bored, nothing interesting, everyday is just go work, return from work, eat, sleep.. only saturday might be a little interesting. Went out with a ryce to arab street actually i was there looking at locations. But the location wasn't ideal so end up shopping with her to see more materials... ended up she bought quite a lot of materials. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT's already late October, soon it's Christamas and we will have 2 people missing Christmas with us. That is Asto and Gracie lorr.. Haha.. well hope they have fun and return SOON!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sunday today aready, time really flies and my weekend is left with half a day.Tomorrow will be monday bluez again. Sigh!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went shopping with mumy. The very first time i initiate to ask her go shopping with her. I think when you started working you'll find that family is the most important thing to you. Hehe and to think of this is the first time i went out with mummy shopping till she started to complain tired coz usually i'm the first to say i'm tired. Hoho.. bought 100 over dollars at Giodano coz they recently have some nice blouse and jackets. I bought the half waist jacket coz it looks cute and comfortable. ehhe.. then so happen I became their member *out of the blue*. Ok la. coz i bought some tee for my mom.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with Linus yesterday afternoon, poor him. Guys dun complain coz Linus is suffering much worse then those not in OCS. And the bad news is.. he kenna confined for the next 4 weekends doing guard duties. ANd he sound really depressed and lonely.. I think Jacky might have a depression kaki soon.. keke.. kidding..*cross my fingers i hope not*.. I really hope those guys just pull thru NS well. Take care everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright time to go swimming, the one and only thing i'm looking forward every weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-3004626834000687403?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3004626834000687403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=3004626834000687403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3004626834000687403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3004626834000687403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/10/sitting-in-pictures.html' title='Sitting In Pictures'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6852394697381842673</id><published>2007-10-20T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T01:18:02.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>情</title><content type='html'>亲爱的日记：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心情是忙碌的。&lt;br /&gt;感情是空白的。&lt;br /&gt;友情是灰白的。&lt;br /&gt;亲情是温暖的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做孩子的常常觉得， 妈！你好烦。&lt;br /&gt;做朋友的常常觉得， 喂！你好吗？&lt;br /&gt;做情人的常常觉得， 我爱你比你爱我多。&lt;br /&gt;做自己的常常觉得， 做自己真的是很难。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么人常常以自己为中心？对朋友就两肋插刀？为情人是全心全意？对亲人就随心所欲？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妈对我常常说；朋友没有永远的，只由亲人是永久的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;常常遇到和朋友不合就常想起 妈妈的这句话应验了多少次? 我也数不清了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一次又一次的感受到来自朋友的背叛。可是往往每次都说服自己去原谅与谅解， 试着去站在他们的立场 为他们设想。 有几个会为你设想呢？我还找不到一个彻底的答案。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一次又一次的感受到来自亲情的温暖。可是往往每次都以德报怨，理所当然，不成试着去站在他们的立场 为他们设想。 每个都是100% 为你付出。这是个拥翠不便的答案。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生难得有个知己就够了。 我还没找到我的， 希望你以找到你的。&lt;br /&gt;不过人生难得拥有一份好亲情，我以拥有我的，希望你也拥有你的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以上我的这份心情是献给在读的每个人。偶尔想想一下你的中心点和地平线还是否相秤吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-杉-&lt;br /&gt;在试着思考那所谓的中心点与地平线。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6852394697381842673?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6852394697381842673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6852394697381842673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6852394697381842673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6852394697381842673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='情'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-2162050225387875012</id><published>2007-10-14T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T22:56:32.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shimin's Bday n Steamboat</title><content type='html'>First time celebrating one of our friends birthday on a weekday-a friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's early Birthday celebration with Shimin. Actual birthday is on Monday. Met up with yoyo to go tangs, taka and paragon to look for shimin's prezzie.. hehe.. end up bought her a white wallet to replace her aunty wallet. Both yoyo n i saw it when we step into tangs, but we waited for zhili and teng to arrive before buying. But then we end up buying the same wallet at paragon coz the one at tangs is dirty. but the nice bling bling on the wallet is there's a gold crown which is so lovely.. hehe.. yea is very shimin la.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went IVINS (upper thomson) for dinner.. super long que.. although we made reservation we also have to wait for an hour, everyone was super hungry that everyone of us ate more then one bowl of rice. 我们都饿坏了。。。。the food is not bad and best of all it is really cheap. 8 of us eating about 12 dishes only cost us 80 plus bucks.. but sad to say the desert that day not very nice, the only spoiler of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wanted to go home w/o "giving" shimin her bday prezzie as we told her we trat her to dinner la.. haha.. but ya la we went mandai to celebrate her bday la.. photos are all up in facebook..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday met up with some IMD ppl for steamboat at bugis. haha.. that was my one and last meal of the day. We took 2 hours eating steamboat and then went to suntec to watch the lauch of HD tv, nothing special actually. During the lunch samson mention having IMD chalet.. lol.. i wonder willl that be a dream.. [CHALET]...Later on met up with gracie and asto in the evening for dinner. Before meeting asto, Gracie, gQ n i was at the bugis junction sq there listening to Zhang Zhen Yue singing.. Wah lau n graice mention him looking like one of our IMD peep.. Spoil my love for Zhang Zhen Yue lor, i've been listening to his songs since secondary school la... hurrrr.. GRACIE!!!!!!!.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shop around bugis at gracie is looking for a new bag.. I think i'm really tired so i'm a lil like impatient.. haha..end up chatting in starbucks.. i had the new green tea frap with blueberry.. it's pretty refreshing.. its nice but pretty ex la.. 6 plus for a tall cup. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left bugis heading back to tampines with gQ n asto as gQ came to bugis to meet us after meeting his fren. Went Tampines Safra watch asto bowl 2 games.. hehe.. first time see her bowl lorrrrr... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday today was oso very tiring for me, dun ask me why coz i'm oso not too sure. Went swimming at Casandra's house. Went swimming alone, watching ppl swim around me, watching kids learning swimming, watch a lot of babies swimming.. literally babies not even 18months la.. they are so cute, especially one lil baby boy who has a singaporean mommy n a ang moh daddy.. he is so pretty and adorable.. He's dad last his swim suit on the way and he is so excited that he start pulling his diapers off wanting to jump into the pool.. haha even the mommy oso no choice but to hold him near the pool play water waiting for his dad.. Imgaines the kraft cheese lil boy boy, it's almost like him but the smaller n younger version.. the mommy saw me looking at him and we smile.. he's really adorable la.. with him there's another 2 babies oso.. oso boys.. oso very cute n pretty lor.. i thought this 2 was cute but when i saw the ang moh mix baby i was so mesmerise by him la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went petrol kiosk to get some titbits b4 dinner and saw ben and jerry's on sales at 2 pints for $19.90 and Hagendaz 2 pints for $21.50, have the urge to buy ben n jerry's but thinking no one at home to share with me so not buying.. bro will be back one week later.. so sad.. lonely for another week... still looking for jobs here and there.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;期待你会无意之间发现有个地方让你躲雨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-2162050225387875012?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2162050225387875012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=2162050225387875012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2162050225387875012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2162050225387875012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/10/shimins-bday-n-steamboat.html' title='Shimin&apos;s Bday n Steamboat'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-1664160578817126583</id><published>2007-10-07T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T00:07:40.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week</title><content type='html'>My hell for the pass 4 days was finally over. Another place which dis-allow me to stay for long, one of the employee can actually tell me this, "this is a place to start, but for sure is not a place to stay". Ya true, I've started it and learn to be smart about it. I don't wanna say anymore about what had happen although the other party says something really bad like going to put my reputaion at stake. I'm jus taking it as a person talking crap with totally ZERO EQ. She can't even listen to explaination properly, she thinks she hires you, your heart, your soul n your everything belongs to her. F**K it. I don't give a damn as you dun have a very good reputation too either.. If u haven know!.. [anyway i doubt she'll be able to read this, stupid woman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after a few days of nightmares dreaming about work. Can you believe it that u can't actually differentiate you're awake working or you are sleeping and dreamin about work. Perhaps I thought I've been to hell from my intern company, but this is worst.. Chinese speaking: 天外有天，人外有人，一山还比一山高。 i really really totally agree to it man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway was out with Gracie on saturday afternoon, her objective is to get a pair of leather shoes and my objective is to go out to have some fresh air. End up, we spend a lot of time chatting, catching up those days that we have missed. And I actually remember Stan says this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stan: why you so suay, always get into suck companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *shrugs* beat me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was telling Gracie that after hearing wat stan says, I told my mom about it. and guess wat my cute mama says?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: mommy, why am i so suay to get into such companies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: no luck lor, very long never go temple already rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Go to the temple urself and ask them teach u how to 打小人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: [i'm actually totally amaze at wat my mom says] -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya gracie laughed lor. Both of us had great time together chatting and relaxing. Appreciate some of her comments and thoughts that I won't even think off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across my darling Emily's blog. and i rip it off her blog this little picture with some words which i find it really true. And becoz its singapore, therefore you are able to hear this. Do you hear this from the States and Europe countries??? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FZuAa9P2cMo/RtVYgar0pXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eOlM1giQeus/s1600-h/CA72IXN3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118623897478657186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RwkBUKwKdKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/re2RZREfSHU/s320/CA72IXN3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if its too small,i think you can click on to the picture to see it more clearly!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;To dear boss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I dun really need the BEST EMPLOYEE AWARD, jus treat your employee slightly more humanly we will greatly appreciate your effort and strive for the company!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After this incident, I really have seen through the culture of this industry and Singapore, you still have a long way to go to even compare to other countries la.. 没有那么大的头， 不要戴那么大的帽子。you won't be able to see what's better in front of you!. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seriously, I doubt local companies a lot. Once bitten, Twicw shy. I shall learn.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-shan-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;眼泪才是真实的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-1664160578817126583?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/1664160578817126583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=1664160578817126583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1664160578817126583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1664160578817126583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/10/1-week.html' title='1 week'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RwkBUKwKdKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/re2RZREfSHU/s72-c/CA72IXN3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-5153247799437627165</id><published>2007-09-28T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:20:34.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Criessssss... wailsss.... kickingggg on the flooorrrr.... I dun wan to leave Design GO la....... I miss cady mama, marina, elaine, rose, asto, aunty sally, yang hoon, li ting, kayi and all the lecturers who came to bother me for keys n stationerys la.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is fun with all the familar faces around.. you feel so comfortably safe there. They are such nice people that i fear i won't be able to meet else where. Although I have all the freedom to walk around school. The freedom to surf the net as long as I am at the front desk when I'm needed.. I guess a lot ppl would be envious of my job scope.. but seriously, it can be tiring sometimes when u recieve nonsensical calls or doing nothing till you get bored surfing net.. But one plus point working in school is you can approach most of the lecturers or colleagues when you encounter problems. They'll sure be there to give you their best support and answer. =) Love them to max!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea on monday I'm sort of counting down or rather people around me is counting down for me.. till thursday the heavy rain seems to slow everything.. time pass extremely slow and sleepy!.. only ryce n I are busy counting down the time that we can return to our lovely bed at home, of coz in a joking manner, we still complete our work.. I did something crazy on thursday.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly after lunch Elaine came calling me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine: "wei shan, this is for you." I bought the apple one first then i saw the blueberry one look nice! so i bought both"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: wow.. so nice.. [silent](i muz take a picture of it)[silent].. thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the crazy photo takin session begins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Noughats! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Elaine's mommy brought back from australia.. Super Sweet n Yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I took it when the noughat's in the plastic.. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0cK6wKctI/AAAAAAAAALc/MPScF6HRBdM/s1600-h/IMGP4816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115275725658288850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0cK6wKctI/AAAAAAAAALc/MPScF6HRBdM/s320/IMGP4816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Arh blur blur blur.. Guess what is this? U bet, Asto knows the best! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0bAKwKcrI/AAAAAAAAALM/SvLHRJ2y_WQ/s1600-h/IMGP4811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115274441463067314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0bAKwKcrI/AAAAAAAAALM/SvLHRJ2y_WQ/s320/IMGP4811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yea!!! its a table full of Hershey KISSESSSSS... so cute rite!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Nice wall paper that gives u headache! haha Elaine ask me for the photos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0apawKcqI/AAAAAAAAALE/xHsOD93UMtk/s1600-h/IMGP4812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115274050621043362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0apawKcqI/AAAAAAAAALE/xHsOD93UMtk/s320/IMGP4812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Opps forgot to credit.. It's a left on the telelift platform by Aida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*for your info, our telelift paltform is like out dining table.. often hard to not find food on top!.. =P*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0aOKwKcpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/GS1AB8_Wlxk/s1600-h/IMGP4813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115273582469608082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0aOKwKcpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/GS1AB8_Wlxk/s320/IMGP4813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Thanks! AIDA.. we love you! but we love the chocolates more!!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0Z2KwKcoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MlWCrq_iZZE/s1600-h/IMGP4814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115273170152747650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0Z2KwKcoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MlWCrq_iZZE/s320/IMGP4814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;More KISSESSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;*Muackz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0Y-KwKcnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OJ7d60HcOZw/s1600-h/IMGP4832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115272208080073330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0Y-KwKcnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OJ7d60HcOZw/s320/IMGP4832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 stars n 2 hearts full of kisses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0YfqwKcmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/52bVSnkQV4o/s1600-h/IMGP4838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115271684094063202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0YfqwKcmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/52bVSnkQV4o/s320/IMGP4838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Lovely color combi rite! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's really true that colors peks ur cravings for Kisses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0Xb6wKclI/AAAAAAAAAKc/25mD7OW8kYs/s1600-h/IMGP4833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115270520157925970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0Xb6wKclI/AAAAAAAAAKc/25mD7OW8kYs/s320/IMGP4833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;What's next! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yummy.. Blue.. cripsy.. sweet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0WWawKckI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Gq_3rISYYtI/s1600-h/IMGP4824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115269326157017666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0WWawKckI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Gq_3rISYYtI/s320/IMGP4824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;...creamy... fruity.. still sweet.. so many layers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0V3qwKcjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Z366tNfXicM/s1600-h/IMGP4827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115268797876040242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0V3qwKcjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Z366tNfXicM/s320/IMGP4827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahaha.. it's strudel larr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Thanks Elaine!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0VUqwKciI/AAAAAAAAAKE/l1Am9CHVXtc/s1600-h/IMGP4821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115268196580618786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0VUqwKciI/AAAAAAAAAKE/l1Am9CHVXtc/s320/IMGP4821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yea all the craze in one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115276601831617250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0c96wKcuI/AAAAAAAAALk/zl0nqaS5gLs/s320/IMGP4830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is for today.. my final day.. Friday.. still wailing, crying n kicking on the floor... Cady mama, Marina n Chwee Guan bought me something today!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;From Cady mama and marina.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cady mama knows I like that sweet.. fall in love with that sweet due to a hong kong drama.. I'm so dramatic! HOHOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0fxqwKcwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pCN7AfpUJAI/s1600-h/IMGP4846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115279689913103106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0fxqwKcwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pCN7AfpUJAI/s320/IMGP4846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Arghh!!! Sorry Adrian.. This is from Chwee Guan.. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cookie Dough is with Asto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Share with u when u return*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0fXKwKcvI/AAAAAAAAALs/sAhvrfDS8FE/s1600-h/IMGP4848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115279234646569714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0fXKwKcvI/AAAAAAAAALs/sAhvrfDS8FE/s320/IMGP4848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arh ok that marks the end of my days in TDS.. But wait!!!!!!!! I'll be back... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For everyone in TDS who read this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Thanks for all the guidance and opportunites to work in TDS. I've really see how much difference there is in studying and working in TDS.. Finally i understand the agony you guys go thru.. hehe =P "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0mu6wKcyI/AAAAAAAAAME/ToZjfF6wzBA/s1600-h/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115287339249857314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0mu6wKcyI/AAAAAAAAAME/ToZjfF6wzBA/s320/hug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0mo6wKcxI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hUpgXp5TcYY/s1600-h/Hyde_Hugs_Study_Large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115287236170642194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0mo6wKcxI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hUpgXp5TcYY/s320/Hyde_Hugs_Study_Large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://afterlife.files.wordpress.com/2007/02/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://afterlife.files.wordpress.com/2007/02/hug.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bohemia-galleries.com/Art/FaceToFace/Hyde_Hugs_Study_Large.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.bohemia-galleries.com/Art/FaceToFace/Hyde_Hugs_Study_Large.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See!.. i credit the pictures k! haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone enjoy!!!.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lots of hugs n kisses! hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-shan-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;程经相信你对我的承诺是真的。。那不过是程经。&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/17042855-5153247799437627165?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5153247799437627165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=5153247799437627165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5153247799437627165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5153247799437627165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/09/farewell.html' title='Farewell..'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rv0cK6wKctI/AAAAAAAAALc/MPScF6HRBdM/s72-c/IMGP4816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-5960054240027934346</id><published>2007-09-28T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T22:14:00.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teng teng n Jo jo 21st Bday</title><content type='html'>kie the 2 ladies turn 21!! Congrats.. okie.. this blog entry is a bit slow.. but ya I notice i dun have much photos. I remember someone post a mail box where we can view the pics.. but i seems to lost the damn account.. hehe some kind soul.. email me again cann?? hehe.. thanks so muchhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no photo.. sad to say.. but nevertheless we all had fun.. surprisingly this gathering Chris appear leh.. he still owe us a pole dance.. Hello!! knock knock.. dun act gong okie!.. aha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea we bluff teng its a bbq but we hide in mel's room to surprise her.. her reaction is so funnny.. she puch the door.. room dark dark she see some ppl.. she scared n close the door back.. the reaction should be "WOW, OMG" n start tears rolling... haah.. okie i'm being dramatic.. yea so the main surprise is shi hui la.. she brought her the cake to her.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea.. next target is jolene.. most of us act like its for teng only...  then suddenly yoyo brought out another cake n everyone sang bday song.. jojo was like thinking got second round.. she oso sang the bday song.. Jojo.. can u wake up a bit.. always so blur.. too bad i dun have camera with me.. i got the best view of how she's like shocked.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea so 2 ladies past their 21st bday playing treasure hunting after dinner.. hahha.. they have to actually hunt for their bday present la.. a but ke lian la.. but it's mel's revenge.. hahah.. coz we blind fold her to Orchard's Balcony on her bday.. actually hor.. the ppl who bring her there more malu then the one being blind folded lorrr... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weend up midnight at Mad Jack.. not a very bad place for deserts.. but the services sucks la.. worse then MacDonalds lor.. sigh..  I left early to go stay over at Gracie's place with asto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very very long chat.. but asto longer i guess... haha.. we end up sleeping at 4pm.. waking up 12noon.. n yea her house trip early in the morning when there's like a thunder storm outside while we are sound sleeping.. i was woken by the rain laaaa.. hahha... yea.. so that was how i burn my last saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that morning i met siyuan n ryce at siyuan;s place somemore.. OMG.. n my sunday was burn with my bro n cousin at fish n co glasshouse at parkmall.. but the place rocks.. go on a friday n saturday night.. there will be having live band performance.. Rocks! but we didn manage to listen to live band but i was busy watching some docu on their tv.. didn engage myself in the cuzzie talk.. haha.. i'm lost in my own world coz i didn had enough sleep... i had cuppucino la.. still wont work.. i KO immediately after i showered...lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-5960054240027934346?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5960054240027934346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=5960054240027934346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5960054240027934346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5960054240027934346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/09/teng-teng-n-jo-jo-21st-bday.html' title='Teng teng n Jo jo 21st Bday'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-3719488096449291144</id><published>2007-09-26T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:37:08.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's been more then a week since I last blogged. So I shall blog about what had happen recently as much as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Wednesday suppose to be meeting with Ingrid and Ryce only to pass them dvd that Adrian wants me to pass it to them and sign my contract with Ochre Pictures. So upon comfirming the timing with Ingrid and Ryce, Ingrid mention gQ is coming. So oh well gQ is coming, then from gQ we know Hsien Xian is coming.. so oh well let them come.. then then then the day before meeting the 2 ladies I ask Asto n Gracie to come along for dinner..So Oh well, Asto n Gracie is coming.. then at on Tuesday early evening Ryce told me Justin n Jacky is coming.. so oh well.. Justin and Jacky is coming..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So the chain starts from Me -&gt; Ingrid, Deon n Ryce -&gt;gQ n Hsien -&gt;Gracie n Asto -&gt;Justin n Jacky.. wah happening rite.. from 3 to 10. So after gQ accompany to sign contract we met up with ryce to go Chinatown shopping since it's nearby then we went down to PS to meet Ingrid and Deon.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the day of signing contract Chris called coz I told him the night b4 i'm going out the the other 2 ladies.. So he ask if we shall call samson n philo.. so ok lor.. samson n philo come lor.... in the train with gQ, samson sms came in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Samson: hey. heard u guys meeting later isit? ps ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: ya meeting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Samson: oh.then never invite me???!!!haha.oh. i tink i today can make it. who else going?wait. u want me to go not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: (replying on behalf og gQ who is reading the sms) tell samson that we dun need him. but he has to be there at PS at 4pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Samson:oh.haha.okay la.go n c them later la. i let u noe again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so ya after sms samson, philo call.. asking almost the same question.. so ya told them where n what time to meet.. So end up the group have like Me, Ryce, Ingrid, Deon, Gracie, Asto, gQ, Sam, Justin, Jacky, Chris, Philo, Hsien Xian..then wait... we still have more ppl turning up later.. like Meh Meh n Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had dinner at ThaiExpress sad to say Asto n Gracie didn join us coz they too tired.. Before dinner some of us took photos in McCafe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpnmKwKcgI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nLGlSTZR8a4/s1600-h/IMGP4797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114514232251675138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpnmKwKcgI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nLGlSTZR8a4/s320/IMGP4797.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last comer.. Alex..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpnbKwKcfI/AAAAAAAAAJs/C1qS6gKtOGI/s1600-h/IMGP4794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114514043273114098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpnbKwKcfI/AAAAAAAAAJs/C1qS6gKtOGI/s320/IMGP4794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meh n Philo.. the clown behind is Samson &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpnNqwKceI/AAAAAAAAAJk/e-GTTS_glxM/s1600-h/IMGP4793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114513811344880098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpnNqwKceI/AAAAAAAAAJk/e-GTTS_glxM/s320/IMGP4793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Samson n Chris, their face is like forever like -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpnBKwKcdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RtF8pYojYmE/s1600-h/IMGP4791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114513596596515282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpnBKwKcdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RtF8pYojYmE/s320/IMGP4791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Justin n Jacky.. I purposely blur pics that contains Justin.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he is damn annoying ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kidding onli la.. It;'s my fault.. camera shake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rvpm0qwKccI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Gp6h4_sfxVg/s1600-h/IMGP4789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114513381848150466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rvpm0qwKccI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Gp6h4_sfxVg/s320/IMGP4789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114512565804364178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpmFKwKcZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8Wah5BeKokw/s320/IMGP4783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn;t this pic better then the previous one? Shy wat shy la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpmnqwKcbI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qem99Dtktvo/s1600-h/IMGP4788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114513158509851058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpmnqwKcbI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qem99Dtktvo/s320/IMGP4788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Hai.. ryce bvery busy la.. dunno on the phone with who.. hermmm.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpmcqwKcaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YmGPLqsDgjU/s1600-h/IMGP4786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114512969531290018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpmcqwKcaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YmGPLqsDgjU/s320/IMGP4786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jason n gQ.. hehe.. another 'gQ' compare to the one I took during the imd gathering ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rvpl2qwKcYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lsvE6-ZOPY8/s1600-h/IMGP4782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114512316696260994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rvpl2qwKcYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lsvE6-ZOPY8/s320/IMGP4782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The 2 tired ladies.. Gracie n Asto... But it's nice to see them.. hehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114514545784287762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rvpn4awKchI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KHHolgPwn-U/s320/IMGP4795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the last photo taken ... and these are the remainings... hahha... Cam lady Deon.. thanks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Justin trying to be mischevious towards Meh.. lol.. so end up covering his own face lar.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So that was how we pass the last min meet up of so many ppl where it's suppose to be 3.. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alrite its late.. shall blog about teng teng n jojo 21st Bday tmr.. hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-shan-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;真相不是用听的，而是去了解和证实。。你明白吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-3719488096449291144?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3719488096449291144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=3719488096449291144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3719488096449291144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3719488096449291144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/09/random-gathering.html' title='Random Gathering'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvpnmKwKcgI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nLGlSTZR8a4/s72-c/IMGP4797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-5954170172598590348</id><published>2007-09-19T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:47:02.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All these are random pics taken a few weeks back with my handphone and camera.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFPJdM0ARI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cE1kq8rXGxQ/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111954075918008594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFPJdM0ARI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cE1kq8rXGxQ/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Flood.. flood... flood....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFO9dM0AQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/YSGSki0xhJU/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111953869759578370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFO9dM0AQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/YSGSki0xhJU/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The flood from the beginning of this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFOBtM0API/AAAAAAAAAIc/PWmS1JForjk/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111952843262394610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFOBtM0API/AAAAAAAAAIc/PWmS1JForjk/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neighbour competing growing trees and flowers.. woot... taken behind Justin's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFMbNM0AOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/S-Gz0gHt87M/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111951082325803234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFMbNM0AOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/S-Gz0gHt87M/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;The nice nice clouds over TP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFJzdM0AMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/G3Zuohw-PEk/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111948200402747586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFJzdM0AMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/G3Zuohw-PEk/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's scorching hot!!!... i love the sun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFHpNM0ALI/AAAAAAAAAH8/tRWnSJqU_B0/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111945825285832882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFHpNM0ALI/AAAAAAAAAH8/tRWnSJqU_B0/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sun setting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFHI9M0AKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dVlLVqYhqZs/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111945271235051682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFHI9M0AKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dVlLVqYhqZs/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken on the way home in the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFGzNM0AJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/u78z7gLzDQI/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111944897572896914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFGzNM0AJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/u78z7gLzDQI/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken in the bus at interchange.. the sun setting over interchange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFGc9M0AII/AAAAAAAAAHk/W-iN3ObTVC0/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111944515320807554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFGc9M0AII/AAAAAAAAAHk/W-iN3ObTVC0/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoho.. take at yoyo's void deck .. it was the morning i go interview at mediacorp.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a Monday i remembered.. hehe.. but i didn got in ... bleah~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFF7tM0AHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ESn7j2-AEEY/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111943944090157170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFF7tM0AHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ESn7j2-AEEY/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seee the sun so niceeeee... haha i took the photo while walking home after work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFEmNM0AGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Em6qwCrxB5w/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111942475211341922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFEmNM0AGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Em6qwCrxB5w/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have u ever seen such cloud formation????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFEWNM0AFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/g7HcfOpe7UY/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111942200333434962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFEWNM0AFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/g7HcfOpe7UY/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clear sky rite.. freaking hot day for production.. can you guess who is that in front????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFEDdM0AEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Wy4ExCt3SKs/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111941878210887746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFEDdM0AEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Wy4ExCt3SKs/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LAST! caught samson sleeping beside me in the bus..was on our way dunno to where.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the photo is like long long ago... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-shan-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-5954170172598590348?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5954170172598590348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=5954170172598590348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5954170172598590348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5954170172598590348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/09/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures.'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RvFPJdM0ARI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cE1kq8rXGxQ/s72-c/Image028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-5024544073941008479</id><published>2007-09-17T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T17:30:55.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, 160907</title><content type='html'>The time finally arrived that we have to see our beloved adrian off at the airport. I'm kinda sad on one hand coz we'll have to miss him for a year but i'm glad for him that he is pursuing his dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night a bunch of us supposedly to meet up at 6 but i'm super late coz i'm ripping the damn dvd before passing to adrian. So yea peeps that turned up to see him off, Asto, Rainer, Hans, Linus, Samson, Stanely, Justin and Me. Vsc side have about a handful of them turned up like sham, jia wei n one i dunno who. hehe.. Initially there was laughter.. but the funny thing i felt at the moment that adrian came to talk to us.. Asto n i was like the shortest among them n we're like right in front n the rest of the guys surrounded us lo, too bad no pics.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had a chance to chat with him la.. especially glad that the 4fps manage to chat up a little before he flies =P.. I guess some of us tried really hard to hold back our emotions. As spoken to asto n gracie earlier that we better not make the airport flood with tears. hehe.. yea.. was pretty proud of Gracie lo.. she's really strong i guess.. can't imagine myself in her shoes... "Go girl!" hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gQ absent with apology due to diarhea, before I leave the house his counting to 10 times running to the toilet. hehe.. and Jacky last min didn turn up too.. I think i heard Chris n Eugene came late, but i think adrian still will appreciates it. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday shall be our own ladies night. hehe.. crashing Gracie place for movie and chats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;那怕是在你心中最容易被忽略的角落。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-5024544073941008479?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5024544073941008479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=5024544073941008479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5024544073941008479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5024544073941008479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunday-160907.html' title='Sunday, 160907'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-4382887008374484294</id><published>2007-09-11T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:43:53.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMD Gathering 080907</title><content type='html'>Okie here I am blogging about the gathering last Saturday. Nothing much about the event as usualy IMD ppl are like dat.. Just gonna upload some pictures and comment it. hehe.. BUT SORRY IF THE PICTURE IS BLUR.. I NO CAMERA THAT DAY HAVE TO USE HP CAM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name List of People Attended:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abel, Xiao Hui Gracie, Adrian Linus, Anne Marie gQ, Glenn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samson, Me Chris, Rainer Jacky, Justin Asto, Lynette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Ruac2gtSlBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/sKhhVkPUz9Y/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108943287605171218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Ruac2gtSlBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/sKhhVkPUz9Y/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lay out of people sitting on my right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry didn manage to take a full picture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackie, Justin, Glenn, Samson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;follow by we have Xiao Hui, Abel and Stanley. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuadfwtSlCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KTQizSCyZjk/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108943996274775074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuadfwtSlCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KTQizSCyZjk/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting on my right is ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess who is in WHITE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANS: gQ&lt;br /&gt;and of coz beside gQ thats Rainer. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically all of them really gone thinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I'm taking the pic right in front of me and on gQ's left is asto.. Opps sorry i miss her out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea good question where is chris, linus, ann marie, lynette, gracie and adrian. Haha.. chris MIA and the rest were late.. hehehe.. Sorry i didn take the food shot.. I wasn't in mood for photos all these are jus random. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continue after dinner as usual move around seeing and hearing the guys chatting about ARMY ARMY n ARMY.. yea I guess this is one of the experience the girls will never understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adiran and Gracie arrives later so some of the guys was happy telling one another their POP dates and there at the other end Adrian SHOUTED "ORD LOR". Basically he really 欠打。。but oh well, is jus for laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea so after dinner gQ left to meet his platoon mate to watch RATATOUILLE... arghh.. Rainer, Asto n I was like busy convincing him to cancel..lol.. but he still went.. -.- gQQQQQQ... how could U leave us........hahaa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuaibAtSlDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/X3AuCYmwRfU/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108949412228535346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuaibAtSlDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/X3AuCYmwRfU/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea about 9pm we had our cake cut and it is to celebrate Glenn, Samson n Stanley's belated and Justin early birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our dear Samson has turn 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Ruai5QtSlEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mVN3msNwPhw/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108949931919578178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Ruai5QtSlEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mVN3msNwPhw/s320/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to protect the candle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuakQgtSlGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dIcHw5Rdfag/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108951430863164514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuakQgtSlGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dIcHw5Rdfag/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very lame pose.... -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Belated 21st Birthday!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RualKgtSlHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/roFuq_QjMto/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108952427295577202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RualKgtSlHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/roFuq_QjMto/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the other 3 turn 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not forgetting chris oso had turn 20 and jacky 21. So a 24cm by 24cm Choco Exotic cake was shared among so many ppl and we didn forget to pre- celebrate Adrian's 24th bday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RualnQtSlII/AAAAAAAAAFs/BzBJ_Muvc5w/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108952921216816258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RualnQtSlII/AAAAAAAAAFs/BzBJ_Muvc5w/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rual-wtSlJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/QKKaR8pcURg/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108953324943742098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rual-wtSlJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/QKKaR8pcURg/s320/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuamYQtSlKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4PXSU2P_NP4/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108953763030406306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuamYQtSlKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4PXSU2P_NP4/s320/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And So the poor little one that will always get bully from the gang is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuamYQtSlKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4PXSU2P_NP4/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Jacky.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea and so after all the laughter, we're back to normal and the guys played poker cards, taking the left overs as bets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuayQQtSlSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1RSKEZfGsKc/s1600-h/Image000-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108966819730986274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuayQQtSlSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1RSKEZfGsKc/s320/Image000-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Ruam4AtSlLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/68KnLRoyKUQ/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108954308491252914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Ruam4AtSlLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/68KnLRoyKUQ/s320/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is jus the begining and the first suffer is our....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuanjQtSlMI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gdEh3LFff08/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108955051520595138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuanjQtSlMI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gdEh3LFff08/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SAMSON - his punishment was to finish the tray of rice and some fried scallops, fish and chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the game carried on and next was rainer's turn. haha when he's trying to be nice by telling samson to finish the sides and not the rice. He ended up with this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuaoagtSlNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/y_7DUTCUYH0/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108956000708367570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuaoagtSlNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/y_7DUTCUYH0/s320/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you spot who is behind Rainer? heheh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Ruao0AtSlOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/M0SWk6U3aqs/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108956438795031778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Ruao0AtSlOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/M0SWk6U3aqs/s320/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food Rainer has to eat is like 2 packets of drinks, 4 toufu, 2 cakes and i think a few cubes of almond toufu.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuaqfAtSlQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EJBGcDij6j4/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108958277041034498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuaqfAtSlQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EJBGcDij6j4/s320/Image048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Two Loser: Samson n Rainer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea so all and all after dunno how many rounds of game the gamers can no longer eat the cold food so they resort another means of punishment which is pumping and due to my hp memory too little i can only tell you that Linus and Rainer did the most pumping. lol.. and yea have a look at how nice of Anne Marie helping Linus.. So Sweet horrr.. hehee ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuarbwtSlRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0zUUrseD6Ls/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108959320718087442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RuarbwtSlRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0zUUrseD6Ls/s320/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea so the night ended with adrian, gracie, asto n i went back and the rest slept over at chris place watching movie.. hehhee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for the blured photos once again. I cant see from my hp screen... its so smalll.. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have fun reading.. lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-shan- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-4382887008374484294?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4382887008374484294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=4382887008374484294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/4382887008374484294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/4382887008374484294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/09/imd-gathering-080907.html' title='IMD Gathering 080907'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Ruac2gtSlBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/sKhhVkPUz9Y/s72-c/Image034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6910238890913961004</id><published>2007-09-11T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:36:47.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not. Take a read here.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The PerfectionistDominant in relationships. Conservative. Always wants the last word.Argumentative. Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager.Hardworking. Loyal. Beautiful. Easy to talk to. Hard to please. Harsh.Practical and very fussy. Often shy. Pessimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Intense OneVery energetic. Intelligent. Can be jealous and/or possessive. Hardworking.Great kisser. Can become obsessive or secretive. Holds grudges. Attractive.Determined. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Romantic. Can beself-centered at times. Passionate and Emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The HarmonizerNice to everyone they meet. Can't make up their mind.  Have own uniqueappeal. Creative, energetic, and very social.  Hates to be alone. Peaceful,generous. Very loving and beautiful. Flirtatious. Give in too easily.Procrastinators. Very gullible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TheDaredevilEnergetic. Adventurous and spontaneous. Confident and enthusiastic. Fun.Loves a challenge. EXTREMELY impatient. Sometimes selfish. Short fuse.(easily angered.) Lively, passionate, and sharp wit. Outgoing. Loseinterest quickly - easily bored. Egotistical. Courageous and assertive.Tends to be physical and athletic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The SweetheartOptimistic and honest. Sweet personality. Very independent. Inventive andintelligent. Friendly and loyal. Can seem unemotional. Can be a bitrebellious. Very stubborn, but original and unique. Attractive on theinside and out. Eccentric personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ChatterboxSmart and witty. Outgoing, very chatty. Lively, energetic. Adaptable butneeds to express themselves. Argumentative and outspoken. Likes change.Versatile. Busy, sometimes nervous and tense. Gossips. May seem superficialor inconsistent, But is only changeable. Beautiful physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The BossVery organized. Need order in their lives - like being in control. Likeboundaries. Tend to take over everything. Bossy. Like to help others.Social and outgoing. Extroverted.  Generous, warm-hearted. Sensitive.Creative energy. Full of themselves. Loving. D oing the right thing isimportant to Leos. Attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ProtectorMoody, emotional. May be shy. Very loving and caring. Pretty/handsome.Excellent partners for life. Protective. Inventive and imaginative.Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of person. Needs love from others. Easily hurt,but sympathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISCES - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The DreamerGenerous, kind, and thoughtful. Very creative and imaginative. May becomesecretive and vague. Sensitive. Don't like details. Dreamy and unrealistic.Sympathetic and loving. Kind. Unselfish. Good kisser. Beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Go-GetterPatient and wise. Practical and rigid. Ambitious. Tends to be good-looking.Humorous and funny. Can be a bit shy and reserved. Often pessimists.Capricorns tend to act before they think and can be unfriendly at times.Hold grudges. Like competition. Get what they want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Enduring OneCharming but aggressive. Can come off as boring, but they are not. Hardworkers. Warm-hearted. Strong, has endurance. Solid beings who are stableand secure in their ways. Not looking for shortcuts. Take pride in theirbeauty. Patient and reliable. Make great friends and give good advice.Loving and kind. Loves hard - passionate. Express themselves emotionally.Prone to ferocious temper-tantrums. Determined. Indulge themselves often.Very generous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Happy-Go-Lucky OneGood-natured optimist. Doesn't want to grow up (Peter Pan Syndrome).Indulges self. Boastful. Likes luxuries and gambling. Social and outgoing.Doesn't like responsibilities. Often fantasizes. Impatient. Fun to bearound. Having lots of friends. Flirtatious. Doesn't like rules. Sometimeshypocritical.  Dislikes being confined - tight spaces or even tightclothes. Doesn't like being doubted. Beautiful inside and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Life is a GIFTLive it, enjoy it, celebrate it and Fulfill it (^^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6910238890913961004?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6910238890913961004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6910238890913961004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6910238890913961004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6910238890913961004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/09/horoscope.html' title='Horoscope'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6071306822181733012</id><published>2007-09-08T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T12:29:42.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Check</title><content type='html'>It's Saturday 8th September. We're gonna have our IMD gather cum bday cum POP cum Farewell cum enlisting. Very busy day for me man. sigh!!! I need help but till now no one is available. sigh!! Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie still early waiting for mama to cook brunch, i'm damn hungry since i woke up.. *roll eyes* Was browsing jacky's blog.. haha there always some new things on jacky's blog i can do everytime i visit. Did another test..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; COLOR: black; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="350" align="center" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="30"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;You are 67% likeable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;You are a likeable person. You are fiercely loyal to your friends and you have a lot of them. You have may have a few enemies but it is only because they don't really know the real you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="15"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#000000" height="5"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz_174.html"&gt;'How Likeable are You?'&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh my, yea friends dunno me. ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND-REPEAT: no-repeat" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="350" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Your Dating Style:&lt;br /&gt;Honest Relationship (Self-Directed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;You like to have an honest relationship with someone. You may or may not be faithful, but you would always tell them what's going on with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="350"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" height="350" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="350" background="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/dating-style-bg.jpg" border="0" name="qgtable"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="-12"&gt;&lt;td width="199"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/locator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="30"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=166"&gt;'What is your dating style?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh really meh? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" cellpadding="3" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" width="300"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h1&gt;The Picto-Personality Test&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/head-map.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;You are a person who lives in the moment and is passionate about whatever and whoever you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When alone, you appreciate being able to do nothing if you want to, and setting your own pace for things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are romantic, and when you are with your partner you like to woo them with your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future you will be happy and live richly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: white; COLOR: black" align="middle" width="300"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=71"&gt;Take this Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I would love to live rich man! hhahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Have to collect the chco exotic cake by 4 man.. hehe..yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope that tonight evey had fun.. hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-shan-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6071306822181733012?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6071306822181733012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6071306822181733012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6071306822181733012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6071306822181733012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-check.html' title='Blog Check'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-5711379716199726405</id><published>2007-09-02T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T03:02:38.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31st Aug @ 3pm in Design Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;whine whine whine.. i wanna whine.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st Aug afternoon TDS's DSC members organise a little party for all the TDS lecturers, due to not enough lecturers there, to show enough face asto n i was pulled to fill up seats. "face" problem again. So we went the first item was acoustic of Your're Beautiful by James Blunt. It was so overplayed, asto n i was like sianz.. then 2nd item is a FULLY UNCUT BLAIR WITCH PROJECT from students in TDS wishing the lecuters Happy Lecturers' Day. All of us n I mean ALLL OFFF US including Moses gonna puke anytime. -.- *faints) it really horribly giddy n headache after watching la.. and 3rd was a band performance, OMG I really miss bassfish a lot man coz those DSC peeps played those super head banging rock by I think Shaoxin if i'm not wrong and Damn It by Blick 182. Honestly the entire performing is like ear damaging n heart thumping to 100mps la.. the music was seriously awful and we dunno wats happening coz we couldn't catch wat the singer was singing. Best thing is they distribute the BLAIR WITCH PROJECT dvd as a free gift. OMG !!!! I"m going to show it to u all during the gathering.. u all will start puking all over.. haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea so after that had the cake cutting "ceremony". I can tell you guys that the lectuers oso have the same problem as us "SLOW" n "NEEDS TO BE PUSHED" before they'll move forward to cut the cakes n take pics. Totally designer or should i say totally like kids too.. haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DO you remember this line.." please occupying the seats in front.." familiar rite!!.. Yes!our dear lecturers' did the same thing as we when coz they like to sit the last 2 rows till they are "invited" to sit on the first two row then tehy'll moved and the reason being is "we learnt it from the student, we share leave the best seats for the latecomers" hahaha.. its so childish I would say.. haha.. guess who says those lines. hohoho...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to somehing funny happened that morning. It was abt 9 30 when asto n i went to the canteen to have breakfast and we saw Ronald, Vani and Ernest. Their conversation make us feel like they are totally like kids man. They laugh like the canteen belongs to them, they argue among themselves, etc.. haha.. but all i can saw they are the happy trio lecturers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehe.. alrite it's time for bed. will blog about mel mel's bday tmr.. hehe.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-shan-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;走出幻想。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;自我陶醉。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&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/17042855-5711379716199726405?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5711379716199726405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=5711379716199726405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5711379716199726405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5711379716199726405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/09/31st-aug-3pm-in-design-space.html' title='31st Aug @ 3pm in Design Space'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-1652814899167493416</id><published>2007-08-30T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T19:35:23.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RtaqukYs7aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/xvCDTZbFbfY/s1600-h/house.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104454944689024418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RtaqukYs7aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/xvCDTZbFbfY/s320/house.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was checking some email and one of the email is jus a url. So I click on it and did the test. It's a simple test asking you to draw a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://drawahouse.com/takethetest/index.asp?street=1c9e45dabbc5f8e63cc9e3b798234504"&gt;House Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what i drew. And some how I feel I lost my sense of drawing.. I think a primary school kid can draw better then me.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my rest was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You are sensitive and indecisive at times. You are good at making friends and when the joyful moment arrives, you make the most out of it. You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You are very tidy person. There's nothing wrong with that because you're pretty popular among friends. Your life is always full of changes. When it comes to love, you shut yourself off. It's difficult to win your heart because you have decided to keep your feelings deep inside. You see the world as it is, not as you believe it should be. You are not a romantic person by nature. It also safe to say that others don't see you as a flirt. You don't think much about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I won't say if ite true or false. But some how certain things is quite true.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-1652814899167493416?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/1652814899167493416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=1652814899167493416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1652814899167493416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1652814899167493416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/08/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RtaqukYs7aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/xvCDTZbFbfY/s72-c/house.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-3393226222747565963</id><published>2007-08-28T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T00:56:41.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors</title><content type='html'>If I'm blue, will you be my listener.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm green, will you be my sweetener.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm red, will you be my sugar.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm pink, will you be my lover.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm yellow, will you be my shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie about all i'm not too sure wat strikes me to write those, but are you able to guess wat the color means? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wasn't a very nice day for me.. sighh.. off to bed.. blog when i'm better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;明知是不可能就只能努力的去望了他。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;明知是不可能就别再刻以去伤害自己。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;明知是不可能就让他随时间慢慢淡忘。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-3393226222747565963?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3393226222747565963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=3393226222747565963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3393226222747565963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/3393226222747565963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-im-blue-will-you-be-my-listener.html' title='Colors'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-1856196380936854019</id><published>2007-08-25T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T00:28:57.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairspray!</title><content type='html'>This morning wasn't a very nice day I guess. Suppose to meet ryce at 1pm and due to waiting for justin we ended up reaching Hilton at 2pm. It's the damn traffic that cause all this man. Asto was getting motion sickness from the cab that constantly starts and stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we reached Hilton and ryce was carrying so many different Uni's 'books' in her hand ( they are actually so call brochures), yeap, ryce n i intend to go australia to further our studies but not so soon yet probably end of next yr. Griffith allow us 1.5 yrs of advance standing n Queensland Uni of Technolog allow us 0.5 yrs of advance standing. Some of their minor is about the same as we did in poly. Took like 8 books out of like 10 over schools there, some are sloley business Uni. Asto manage to check out one of the Uni one some sort of F&amp;amp;B management I think. So we spent half a afternoon there and then we head to bugis for lunch and ryce n i head for arab street to buy some stuff while asto n justin hang out bugis junction. While we're at the Diploma 2 degree, ryce took out this pic of small paper with some drawings on it. It was her map to show us where arab st was and justin was commenting that is was very comprehensive. hehe.. And guess wat ryce n i went up going one big round where arab st is so near bugis. but the walk was fun coz we chat and hunt for the place oso finally know how to take shortcut to return to bugis.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later on due to the super late lunch at 3 30 we had we skipped our dinner and went to catch Hairspray at Cineleisure the place where yong didn go b4.. muahaha(I'm repeating again for dunno how many times...haha. HAIRSPRAY ROX! OK.. the music was great, that asto wanna sing along with it.. haha.. oops.. and i feel like dancing with them too.. muahaha..keke.. nvm get to dance soon.. 1st Sept!.. lol..I'm gonna get buy the DVD for Hairspray for collection man.. hehe.. really cool, funny n super super retro.. hehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now my arms are aching due to carrying that 8 books and my feet feels burning hot from the long walk from bugis to arab st n back to bugis. Poor ryce, i think she'll be more tired coz she has extra things to carry! oops.. hehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho all the best to me on monday's basic theory test. My bro make it sound so difficult.. criesss.. off to bed! night night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;敷衍跟肤浅只是一线之差。&lt;br /&gt;敷衍是客观的利用形容词。&lt;br /&gt;肤浅是在表面上用形容词。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你会选择一个敷衍你的人？&lt;br /&gt;还是。。一个肤浅的人呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-1856196380936854019?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/1856196380936854019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=1856196380936854019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1856196380936854019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1856196380936854019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/08/hairspray.html' title='Hairspray!'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-4994216157880000953</id><published>2007-08-23T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T11:56:16.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Week</title><content type='html'>It's been past one week. This one week nothing happening happened. But on Monday went to watch 881 aith Astoria, Justin and Jacky. It was touching to tears and hilarious till stomachaches. I wouldn't say the storyline is really fantastic but the strong bond and the chemistry between the 2 sisters really touches my heart, even real blood sister wouldn't have such chemistry. We missed about 5 mins in the beginning coz Justin is late!!!!... Well, but we still enjoyed the movie and I cried and my eye feels puffy. The next day evening Christopher suddenly msg me that I should watch it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next movie to catch will be Jay Chou's - Secret. Heard that it was good and the trailer was bot bad too. Will be catching it with Asto and Gracie, and maybe meeting ryce(not sure if she's watching). But for sure if we are watching Hairspray she'll watch with us. haha.. Astoria is sitting right beside me sharpening pencils ( u know thw job is fromherm, roll eyes, roll drums lo).. Asto complaining she broke liao watch so much movie this week. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hur went out with ryce on saturday, searching fror gifts and walking to sim lim, to mustsfa then back to sim lim. Justin fixed a new CPU. Went to his place to help him a bit and he;s like a kid so fascinated by the blue light from the CPU. -.- .. ya.. very zen hor. Sunday was a really bad day for me. KO at home the entire day coz i'm sick, slept till 3pm lo. Monday morning didn;t wan to come to school but thinking of its asto's first day in school so have to come lo.. hurrrr :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday lunch was fun, asto n I had lunch in the staff lounge with yong n jeff. We turned on the TV to watch martha stewart and yong keep saying he works for this person that person, e is the onli straight guy in the team. -.- hur like i care.. muahaha.. but was fun cos he is so random. As everyone knows he has never had his foot on Cineleisure b4 so unable to take me "suaning" him, he ask me to bring him there. My reply was can.. anytime but u drive. haha.. Today asto n I will continue to watch martha stewart again.. hehe today;s content about the chocolate easter eggs.. yummy...!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA! its 12pm when I finish blogging.. off to luch n martha stewart!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-4994216157880000953?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4994216157880000953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=4994216157880000953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/4994216157880000953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/4994216157880000953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/08/1-week.html' title='1 Week'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-5021676559833803582</id><published>2007-08-15T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T00:13:24.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astons Specialities</title><content type='html'>Finally the shoot for IDMC was over n I am busy transcribing. Suddenly gail called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gail: "weishan, julian said he super hungry can we go for early lunch?"&lt;br /&gt;ME: " Err huh? but adrian n i jus had breakfast like 9"&lt;br /&gt;Gail: " so how?"&lt;br /&gt;ME: " er how arh.. go lo"&lt;br /&gt;Gail: " ok meet at in 15mins (that was 11:08am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm happy transcribing n transcribing forgetting abt the time till abt 11 25 i called adrian to come collect his laptop back. So after packing we head up to keep the stuff, rush to the toilet and met up with julian, gail n yoke ee at 11 40.. hahaha... almost the same time we initially suppose to meet at 11 45.. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So julian ask where's the place so adr told him the place. Then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian: It better be good man, I'm very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Gail: If it end up like our school canteen chicken chop we might as well eat here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tahan anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Please la.. sure u won;t regret. U won;t drop ur glasses la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya so happily we popped into julian's alfa romeo n travel to astons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The que wasn't very long but the waiting of the fod was pretty long.. everyone had their food except me n I'm the first to order lo.. So julian had the wagyu beef..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoke Ee: How was it? is it good?&lt;br /&gt;Julian: [no words came out of his mouth coz all he can do is shake his head n finally said- wah is good man..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the lecturer commented it is good lo... so next time bumping into lecturers at astons wouldn't be a surprise.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty fun having lunch with lecturers esp Julian.. one of the conversation in the car between julian n gail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gail: u know wat, i was talking to ur wife the other day and she said "Julian is such a boy, everyday he races with me to see who gets home first"&lt;br /&gt;Julian: yea its fun, cheap thrill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on the journey we also complained abt our job then dunno sudddenly i think julian was talkin to yoke ee n he said this- when u have been to hell, u know wat is heaven. Which is very true for me in the world of transcribing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very busy transcribing for 360productions a few weeks back as some of u know how i transcribe day n night non stop till i almost KO. So when gail ask me to transcribe i'm like wat i'm goiing thru hell again. But it turns out the transcribing was pretty fast n easy lo. hhaha.. so i was happy with the job in hereafter with the school mac book pro n a set of the editing suite to myself. And so nice of adrian accompany me although he is doin nothing.. i guess he oso dun wanna see me sit there transcribing alone.. initially i was pretty sure he will jus leave me to do everything myself but hehe.. but seems like wise. Today was his last day as temp in TP actually, but going all out to help gail he'll be back to complete the last interview we missed yesterday. HURRRR our adrian leaving to further study soon.. so sad... n our kath oso leaving to van soon... cries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm online at this moment suppose to meet a few ppl online.. ryce, asto n gracie.. ryce took her initiative to PM me.. then i haven PM asto coz she said she will be appearing offline.. n GRACIE where r u laaa.. i PM u lo.. then u no reply... 100% sure u KO in bed alr.. arghhhh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway over dinner julian keep promoting his movie call Old Boy.. is something for adults as in 21 n above.. he said everything inside was tramautising.. oh well wait till i watch it before i say anything.. but yea the genre is so wide... thru the journey julian was tokin to adrian abt the film alot.. n ask him to watch.. so yea he borrowed it from our library n i tagged along.. then finally he turn to me n say actually u should watch but is for 21 n above la.. My first reaction was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: I'm past 21.. i'm 22..&lt;br /&gt; Julian: oh really? thats good then u should watch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind my mind i'm thinking how come he didn tell me to watch during the conversation whenever he mention the film is becoz I THINK he THINKS i'm below 21.. -.- haha.. i'm so happy that i dont look 22.. hur -.-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really funny listening to julian lo.. he really is like a boy.. haha.. sorry.. hehe.. n he said he bought 2 baby shih tzu.. hoho is so cute.. 2mths onli.. haha.. then found out all the lecturers on the table have dogs at home.. lol.. so i was joking when jualian say it was so small that it looks like a ball of fur.. so I said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: becareful when they are on teh sofa.&lt;br /&gt;Julian: blank&lt;br /&gt;Me: Becareful u dont sit on it..&lt;br /&gt;Julian: ( let out a sound of dogs getting squash ) then i can call for bbq dogs at my place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone laughs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats about time i need to sleep.. long day of transcribing tmr.. hurrr sianz recieved a msg from someone that i dun wanna think of.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;你说过的一字一句都是谎言。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;不要在我面前装的若无其事。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;痛恨你乘经说过的甜言蜜语。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;今晚的心情是带着恨意入眠。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;在也不是为你而默默掉眼泪。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-5021676559833803582?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5021676559833803582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=5021676559833803582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5021676559833803582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5021676559833803582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/08/astons-specialities.html' title='Astons Specialities'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6026328009980777257</id><published>2007-08-14T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:02:55.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar 7th Month</title><content type='html'>This should be posted yesterday but i was too busy with my  'I Miss' list till i forgot abt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Mediacorp for an interview as an Sechduling Executive n when i was showering jus i something strikes my mind.."hey its the 1st day of lunar 7th month n i got a interview, my first interview in mediacorp" .. I wonder wat it means.. let's say if i got shortlist I'll definitely find it eerie coz I've posted a few resum to Mediacorp but all no news.. *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember that morning I took a free ride from YoYo's dad to Mediacorp for interview. In the car, the radio was playing the Top Ten NOT TO PLAY SONGS IN THE MONTH OF LUNAR 7TH MONTH.. i was l;aughing at some of the songs they play esp the 费玉清song 千里之外coz it goes 我送你离开  千里之外 你是否还在。。 alamak at that instance i was laughing non stop.. Then when the song end the DJ Zhi Yong was telling the audience that his mom reminded him that its the lunar 7th month, so don't stay out too late. So out of kind heart he sms-ed a few of his friends telling them its the lunar 7th month dont stay out late. Then one of his favourite reply was "好！要早回家，那我们打麻将就打到早上才回吧！".. Its so funny u're suppose not to stay out late but instead of staying at home they actually stay out late to play overnight mahjong.. it was really funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night when i returned after work, i didn take the usual route up the ramp to the lift, i took the stairs as i walk towards the lift I pass by a whole stretch of Superstitious Chinese Praying n Burning Incense, not that i'm not superstitious but to the extend of burning n creating more harm to our environment I'm like OMG the ozone layer gonna grow another few cm . Sigh. So as i continue to walk i turn to the lift n rite in front of the lift door lie the damn black cat again. Why am i always gotten in the way of the damn cat then finally today i saw a blow of cat food n water. Someone's feeeding the damn cat la.. Damn Black Cat.. cant imagine if i return home staring at him eye to eye.. he's a lazy bumb that slps none stop la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally today the IDMC shoot is finally over but i guess there bound to have some re shoot.. I'm missing from GOfrontdesk for almost a week alr.. then the GO ladies was saying u r finally back so i replied not entirely coz i'm down with 2 tapes of interview to transcribe. N i totally noe nuts about wats IDMC n majority of the intervewee oso dunno wats IDMC n dunno how are they involved.. Cant imagine thats how school work rite.. Oh Well.. welcome to the working world thats all i got from some of the interviewee n gail.. One of the interviewee was Darryl David, haha.. he's a funny guy but he really knows how to make or rather speak in away that although u don't know much but playing ard with words makes u sound u know a lot.. thats cool abt being a presenter b4.. muahha.. N we "shot" him at the amphi theatre.. he commented his ^ yrs in TP he has never attend any events at amphi.. lol.. come to think off we oso dun have any events at amphi all our 3yrs... wat a waste of amphi.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh IMD gathering soon.. in the MONTH OF LUNAR 7th MONTH.. hiak hiak hiak.. shall we all stay out late for mahjong too?? hahha... Further details n notices after this week coz ryce n i busy busy busy.. ehhee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k of to watch my idol show.. muahhaah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;恋爱频率。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6026328009980777257?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6026328009980777257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6026328009980777257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6026328009980777257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6026328009980777257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/08/lunar-7th-month.html' title='Lunar 7th Month'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-5873650406609222619</id><published>2007-08-13T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T00:57:43.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 120 I Miss in TDS</title><content type='html'>Seeing xh n ingrid posting the "I Miss" list got me emo lo.. so i oso churn out one myself.. I wonder will we have the "Thank You" list or watever.. but here goes mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my I step into TDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the DAE when i have to sit for a unknown creative test.&lt;br /&gt;I miss recieving the admission package the day before orientation.&lt;br /&gt;I miss quarreling with my mom n dad upon deciding to enter TDS-IMD.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the anxiety the day before I enter TDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In TDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss knowing Philothea during orientation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss having victoria n freddy in all my classes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the first day of school when i look so lost.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my 1st clique of frens -6 n a odd one out, shishi, shiling, shihui, cream, joanna, me n MAX!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the smelly cafe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the audio class where I first got to know ryce..n she took 1 wk of MC b4 submission&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Hokkien Bond&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the day when i needed a thumbdrive badly rainer unknowingly pop up to offer his thumbdrive while he's reading newspaper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the day where we have to "chop" our studio table n started sticking all over the place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my reader digest where ppl take, read n un-returned&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss VisLit in Tia's class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the day where ryce, gq, joel, max n xj first came to my place (I had hard time cleaning)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the VidFund at Bedok Reservoir.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss seeing something bad with gQ at Joel's place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the day at gQ house jamming and maplestory-ing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss mud, gQ n joel PKing along with Kath.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Kath's Bday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Star/Planet gazing on Kath's Bday with Adrian's telescope&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the walking home from school with a huge grp of ppl.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Culture n Expression where everyone is helping out in everyone's art work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Hans egoness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Justin cockyness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the lame things we did in audio room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss attending Yong's InMa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Yong always "shan ah" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss 06-06 coz thats where i first cried in front of Yong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Yong's - HTML is like a SANDWICH&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the so cramp Coasta Sand chalet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss ryce soaking my camera in bubble soap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the sleep over at Abel's house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss looking at "dead bodies" lying on abel's floor, sofa n bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the Theme Park Escape where ryce gonna puke anytime&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the Photo taking Session - record breaking photo taking session&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss HFC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss H5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the Movie outings all over Singapore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Botero at Espalande&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Ronald acting stern n stric towards us&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Ronald's perspective test - cold sweat!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss National Day fireworks watching with shiling at One Fullerton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss all the quarrelings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss MeowMoo n the street sell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss camp design&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Laofi in LT where we can see half of the class fall aslp watching movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Internship at Moving Visuals where i got badly tekan n learn well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Tommy's InMa 2 where everyone started copying one another's PHP.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss begging lecturer for extention of deadline&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Sharon's Video Editing class where we can go Mac for breakfast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss P2 where i am working with 4 guys - Adrian, Justin, Viet Jason n Hsien Xian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss presentation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss bitching n complainings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss bassfish jamming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the jamming after dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss orientation n end up in Ae with my junior- IVY&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss watching ppl sleeping all over the LT carpet floor during orientation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the semester chalet bbq&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the clique of frens growing bigger n bigger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss going out n had hard time finding places to eat or chill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Stanley's leadership&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the cheers and TP mass dance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the 24/7 prata&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Jam n Hop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss our Yr 3 studios&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss watching the guys playing Slient Hill on 2 monitors turn studio into cyber centre&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the bug game where we try to break one anothers record&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss watching movie in TP Library&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the badminton days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Ingrid n Siyuan's emo-ness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Meh Meh's "si meh"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Kath's lameness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Asto watching me cry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Jacky always so emo n depression look&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the looking for classroom days in yr 1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the Goodenough Production aka Superhero team&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the Lecturers staying overnight with us&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Production days with 4fps - the most crazy, fun n professional team.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the supper at night where adrian or hans will drive some of us out during FYP&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the dinner "zhi char" days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the budget breakfast with ryce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss group project&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the super far bookshop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the sportshall shower during orientation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the Jupiter cafe's ice cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the que in equipment store&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the guys speaking in funny language&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Chris being so hyperactive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the cold war with Abel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss ppl from across courses appearing in IMD gathering&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss gQ's maturity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the guys gayness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss rainer's full of foul language&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss rainer's cannot be bothered attitude&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss hiding in dark room with kath, ingrid hans, linus and CJ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the P3 days in 3D lab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss mahjonging at rainer's place&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the ghost story telling during the sleep over during FYP in Hereafter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the day of FYP submission where everyone runs the ramp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Linus being so gentlemen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Linus's FYP music piece - THE KIND OF LOVE... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the plannings and preparing of outings n gatherings with ryce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the cutting ques when so many unknow body appearing in Design Canteen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the chicken chop uncle toking to me in various unknow language to me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss western food aunty always remembers my order&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss seeing Edmund super duper blue mood when buying drinks from him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the one and only DO NOT SERVE THE ARMY samson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss gQ composing song for ryce, kath n me.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the aimless walking with rainer at bugis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the Rochor Beancurd with everyone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Astons Specialities with 4fps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the sneak out night for supper with Asto, adrian, Linus and rainer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss watching the guys play bball n soccer on Saturday morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss all the illegal downloading with everyone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss every years Genesis talk where Moses will go on n on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss greeting Moses n end up he asking me a lot of nutcracking question&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss attending "threaten to go" talks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss ryce always say she's tired&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss kath as a shoppin mate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the GO ladies including Gracie, Irene, Ailing, Sylvier n Alisa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss seeing gracie pop out behind the wall in GO&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss our graduation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Really glad i chose IMD in TDS. Thank you everyone for completing the wonderful memories we had together in TDS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;我不懂得取舍之带着一颗平常心&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-5873650406609222619?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5873650406609222619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=5873650406609222619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5873650406609222619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/5873650406609222619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/08/120-i-miss-in-tds.html' title='The 120 I Miss in TDS'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-2889530377270907086</id><published>2007-08-04T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T15:41:40.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title..</title><content type='html'>Finally I have the time to blog, have been really busy with freelance job from 360 productions. 11 tapes to transcribe- 5 really tough tapes on full interview in chinese. God Crazy typing whole day and night till I'm so emo and sick. Okie don't want to talk about emo stuff. BUT I'm really crazy on transcribing that i tag on Philo's blog for her and ryce that we can meet up for mass transcribing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to ryce online and she mentioned Philo's friend took 30 mins to transcribe 5mins worth of footage and she can not take it already. Oh well then what about ryce, philo n me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO long didn't chat with ryce already, so last night we chatted till pretty late altough both of us were very tired over transcribing we still chat a bit. Told her a that I MISS BASSFISH JAMMING SESSION. sigh when will we get to see bassfish perform again??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie last day was yesterday. After work hang out at CDI for about an hour looking at her packing her stuff. And Adrian Daddy happy fixing the shredder machine coz he jammed it. Haha. I wonder is it fixed ^.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to Gracie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I really will miss those days hanging out with u. But still wish u all the best at the new company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to Asto n Ryce:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I can't wait for the 2 of u to come in. I'll be super lonely sitting at the front desk staring blankly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to Adrian Daddy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;All the best for your studies. K need to buy u dinner for your help. hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to Justin n Jackie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2 of u really brother lo. Got injured in army. Please take care lo. N Justin stop telling me those scary things abt Army Jail , DB or whatever Military stuff. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N too all mentioned n the rest:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHALL WE HAVE ANOTHER GATHERING SOON? ANY IDEA??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i happen to read gQ's tag reply on his blog last night. He mention gathering soon n he gave rainer new nick siah. haha.. wat it is can ask gQ lo.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Currently I'm so bored so i took this random test n they generate some stuff about me. I wonder if it's true lo. haha. coz i don't feel 100% true. hiak hiak hiak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RrQoLf9fFqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oPFna4CNfeI/s1600-h/test.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094741256485934754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RrQoLf9fFqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oPFna4CNfeI/s320/test.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't really favour fruity perfer floral instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't think I make a fool of others but mostly likely make a fool of myself..lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I still think VisualDNA better .. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-shan-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;他们说这就是人生&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;试著体会试著忍住眼泪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;还是躲不开应该有的情绪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;我不会奢求世界停止转动&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;我知道逃避一点都没有用&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;只是这段时间里尤其在夜里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;还是会想起难忘的事情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;我想我的思念是一种病&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/17042855-2889530377270907086?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2889530377270907086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=2889530377270907086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2889530377270907086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2889530377270907086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-title.html' title='No Title..'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RrQoLf9fFqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oPFna4CNfeI/s72-c/test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-1530299797024358400</id><published>2007-07-22T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T22:33:41.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bargain</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;a href="http://www.footshopping.com/main.cfm?MI=31"&gt;footshopping&lt;/a&gt; annivesary soon.. they have this Bargain price which is really cheap ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out.. hiak hiak hiak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entrie week really bored me to death.. pretty emo over the pass 2 weeks.. especially when someone in office stepped on my "tail".. i almost got her strangled n she knows very well she is getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good news fro asto that elaine called to ask her for her resume. hope that atso can join me so when graice n irene leave i won't be so lonely.. cries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a raining day that I'm unable to hep siyuan with his shoot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday went e2 for te part time game co-ordinator job.. FINALLY.. the last week of work my team won the first.. muahha.. but was pretty shocked that my team could win.. 3 guys.. 2 young man n 1 old uncle.. they literally walk n shop.. they have no sense of urgency but the turn out to the the first group n i'm pretty impressed with their bargain skills.. hehe.. 185 bucks watch let them bargian till 141 bucks.. lol.. is a really nice watch.. hehe.. my team in the end worn $50 cash shopping during the game n an extraz amount of $1000 cash voucher from e2.. waaaaahhh $1000 leh.. i can buy lots n lots of things... hahah.. but not too bad.. they gave me a necklace in return n i chose the necklace at random during the game.. hurrrr.. not my kind of necklace.. ehhehe.. today's shoopin list was the toughest compare to the last 3 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh today so fortunate to have 牛奶 as the guest.. waah.. he step into back stage i was pretty shock.. he is really 帅 lo.. damn gentleman oso.. he oso took initiative to tok to us at the backstage.. dun have that kind of hao lian or dao face lo... hehe.. most of us took the chance to take the pic with him.. he so cute.. when his assistant helpin us take pics he put his hand on my shoulder.. while still waiting he keeps tapping on my shoulder.. haha.. wat n young boy would do.. haha.. before he left he said hope to meet us again.. haha.. faintzzz.. he so well mannered lo.. he say bye n bow together.. so kawaiiii... i guess his fans pretty fortunate to have suck nice idol oso.. hope he'll do his best in the upcoming album.. hehe.. Ganbattte!! &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(i won't post the pic of me n him le..hehe is for my own keeping..lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i can have a good dream tonight.. for the pass few days since thursday i keep having nightmare that woke me up at night.. really miss someone but no chance to meet him.. well i guess not fated la.. hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say about.. tmr's monday.. hurghh.. another new week to bare workng with the *****.. sianz to maxxxx arh... totally turned off.. she better watch out... i'll twist her neck off.. muahhahahha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeppyyyy.. nite nite.. oh yong coming back from the 2 weeks holi on tuesss.. lol.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;思念是一种病。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-1530299797024358400?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/1530299797024358400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=1530299797024358400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1530299797024358400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1530299797024358400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/07/bargain.html' title='Bargain'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-2803463035880714706</id><published>2007-07-16T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:46:21.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.520music.com/play/99723.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;好眼泪 坏眼泪&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By: 徐若宣 Vivian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我曾 认真 深爱著一个人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;他给我幸福的可能&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我等 我问 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;未来何时发生 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;他只是给我一个吻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;快乐 我哭 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是因为你的手 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;曾答应带我向前走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;难过 我哭 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是因为我的手 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;找不到你说的以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好眼泪 坏眼泪 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我都曾为你流 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;感动和悲伤都是理由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只不过 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;在你不再爱我了以后 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;剩坏的眼泪慢慢流&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;快乐 我哭 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是因为我付出 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;得到你温柔的答覆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;难过 我哭 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是因为我任性 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你的心永远留不住&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好眼泪 坏眼泪 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我都曾为你流 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;感动和悲伤都是理由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只希望 在我不再想你了之后 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有好的眼泪慢慢流&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好眼泪 坏眼泪 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我都曾为你流 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;感动和悲伤都是理由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只希望 在我不再想你了之后 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有好的眼泪慢慢流&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有好的笑容陪著我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lovely n touching song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;很多话想对你说， 可是我没勇气。:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-2803463035880714706?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2803463035880714706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=2803463035880714706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2803463035880714706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2803463035880714706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/07/nice-song.html' title='Nice Song'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-8519164600519798228</id><published>2007-07-12T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T11:08:25.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linus 21st Bday</title><content type='html'>First of all sorry, i dun have the pics yet. Shall post the pics when i got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUGENE..!!! I wan the pics. Oh eugene was the official photographer last night.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was fun, touching and hilarious. Gracie, Samson and I arrived at Linus's bday chalet pretty late i think. When we arrive philo, alex,eugene, abel n xiao hui is already there. And last arrival was Glenn with the last present for Linus (the dvd).The food was not too bad actually next time we can cater if we dun wan to BBQ.. haha.. next time.. hmm.. seems so far far far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner and went into one of the room to watch "the gift". The entire clip is about 7mins long, edited by glenn n samson. It was really fun n touching. Linus almost cried and astoria n me too. Our tears is on the verdge of rolling down but we hold back. Linus was pretty emo after the entire clip, he keeps pacing up n down in another room for awhile till rainer call me n I hand over the phone to Linus, they had a great talk i guess and the only thing i heard was they F**** each other around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after both of them hung up Justin called, why both of them has to call me? A bit puzzled thou but it's alrite, glad to hear from them too. hehe.. Justin had a short talk with linus too and justin down pes to storeman in seletar camp.. sigh... well being a storeman oso not too bad.. no need chiong too hard la.. After they hung up Justin called back to ask  me book Harry Potter this saturday evening. BUT I'M WATCHING TONIGHT, gotten free tickets from GV. I shall watch again on Saturday with Justin n Stan if it's good. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea after all the phone call we played Charrodles (if i didn spell wrongly). everyone took their turn to act out. Even Asto n Gracie joined in the game althou asto, gracie n i were not keen to play we still played. I really can't act man.. haha.. the game was so fun that i forgot about the time. By the time we leave is already pass 10 30pm. Some of us or most of us walked together to the busstop. On the way we talk a lot of crap as usual but the feeling was so good esp while talking to asto coz i've never seen her for a period of time alr. Adrian came later after cutting the cake. Oh during our game there's this kid who likes to mix with us a lot, i guess is Anne Marie brother or something.. not too sure.. but he is very cute, smart n very very active. He is really smart not to learn those foul language from Glenn. n some of us was attack by him.. haha.. esp glenn n samson.. haha.. but the kid likes samson a lot.. Adrian view the video later on when the kid sat rite in front of him to watch too.. I spotted both of them in grey and so some of them commented they are like father n son.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following people I've gotten a copy of the video for U:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin (the act cute face)&lt;br /&gt;Stan   (the normal one)&lt;br /&gt;Rainer(foul language all over the place)&lt;br /&gt;Hans   (Happy Birthday Recurit)&lt;br /&gt;Jacky  (Sorry the being Bullied one)&lt;br /&gt;Ryce   (For your entertainment!)&lt;br /&gt;Kath   (who have left us.. gimme ur address so i mail to uuuu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i alight i was pretty scared to walk alone in the dark so i took the main road which is a pretty long walk in. Haha.. usually will always think of the peep that walk me home.. sigh.. really miss those days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya anyway very soon will be sam's n glenn's bday soon .. sam turning 21 and glenn turning 20.. Really look forward to ppl bday so we can get together.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway was talking to xh n abel about i wanna get myself a psp.. thinking should I.. get the modify version of psp so that i can play d/l-ed pirated games.. hehe.. xh bought the whole set for 400 which is really really cheap la.. got screen protector, case protector got 4Gb memory card.. thinking of DS or PSP.. but i prefer PSP coz i like the design better compared to DS la.. Dun like it totally SQUARE.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall i wait as my bday gift.. *hint hint hint* hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another long post.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;在思念中游泳。。期待一个不一样的答案。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-8519164600519798228?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8519164600519798228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=8519164600519798228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8519164600519798228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8519164600519798228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/07/linus-21st-bday.html' title='Linus 21st Bday'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-8980374011307798565</id><published>2007-07-09T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T23:14:40.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07.07.07/ 08.07.07/09.07.0</title><content type='html'>Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful number 07.07.07. It's Earth Day on Saturday. Had dinner with a bunch of IMD ppl, it was really hilarious when Justin and Stanley had Portugese Chilli Crab. Justin's crab was "cracked" while Stanley's crab is serve with a nut cracker.. ^.~.. SO i guess most of u would have expected how you see the rest dodging crab shell that is flying across the table from end to end. Everytime Justin gave a funny noise i will always take cover with my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st hit was Justin's crab meat flew to Stanley tee. 2nd hit was Glenn's hand n 3rd hit was a lil of abel's face n i'm rite in the middle of abel n justin. I'm busy taking photos with Kath's camera, BUT.... kath had left so i guess we will have to wait for a long long time b4 she can post the pics up. But the gathering night was fun, like always the IMD guys always very happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esp when 4 army guys got together, namely, Justin, Stanley, Rainer n Jacky(always late!).. As usual, i do not have a common topic with them so most of the time see them have fun but i'm still pretty happy to see everyone still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday! Sunday went to work at e2 as game co-ordinator. It's the 3rd day, next week will be the last. It's fun the first 2 days but gradually I feel very sian. Coz the shopping mall is always like normal, nothing much to shop due to it's scale i think, it's pretty small. So after work went to Velocity where they have this Chocolate Affairs performance where voilins n cello can be seen n pretty girls are playing those beautiful classical music. So mesmerize by the music till i falling asleep before the game even starts. they have some Made of Chocolate Art pieces on Exhibition. By the tme i took picture of it the exhibits are already "sweating" due to long hours of "standing".. (sorry i forgot to turn to marco so a bit blur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJN1hYqdRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6L77Tvj8C7A/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085212511144932626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJN1hYqdRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6L77Tvj8C7A/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJNjRYqdQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_xLRFveO_kE/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085212197612320002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJNjRYqdQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_xLRFveO_kE/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJNSRYqdPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/G7edgPSu78o/s1600-h/09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085211905554543858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJNSRYqdPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/G7edgPSu78o/s320/09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJM7xYqdOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6HcLqZRyKFc/s1600-h/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085211519007487202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJM7xYqdOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6HcLqZRyKFc/s320/07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJMoBYqdNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oXf7mp-loJg/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085211179705070802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJMoBYqdNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oXf7mp-loJg/s320/06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJL7BYqdMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gKIGR25LUyk/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085210406610957506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJL7BYqdMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gKIGR25LUyk/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJLRhYqdKI/AAAAAAAAADk/tU9q299LhTU/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085209693646386338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJLRhYqdKI/AAAAAAAAADk/tU9q299LhTU/s320/01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is dunno how many day-ed of slacking at office lo.. I really sort of jus to be hired to issue keys n at the front desk say "can i help u"... pick up the phone n say "Temasek Design".. hai.. why?? i dunno why my job is like dat.. sigh.. still searching for a better job and perhaps wanna continue to study.. was texting justin n he replied pretty late he replied it when he is doin his big business then got time to sms me.. hurgh.. faint.. should i study or work.. hai.. is all about money.. I'm now in the state of money is the priority no more passion even ur interest is somewhere else. sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be so bored till i'm playing photo hunt online n reading newspaper n playing sudoku n reading chicken soup. Can imagine how bored I am.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asto sms me for help on Sunday morning.. she is calling for help to change her job to TP GO admin.. I mean as compared to her current job i guess the admin job is way to relac alr. The onli busy time is when lecturer come to u for this key n that key and some annoying ppl everything dunno how to do n come bother u to do the most simple thing that can be done with ur eyes close. hai.. well.. tell myself it;s jus a job so do wat i'm suppose to do n thats it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet serene for dinner at ajisen. Both of us is equally tired.. I'm drain by the whole day nothing to do mode n she's on the sick mode due to the rain last night. Oh well blame the weather that is causing so many ppl to fall sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sianz.. mambo jambo getting me sick soon.. lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-shan-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;谢谢你让我这样爱过。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-8980374011307798565?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8980374011307798565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=8980374011307798565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8980374011307798565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8980374011307798565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/07/070707-08070709070.html' title='07.07.07/ 08.07.07/09.07.0'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RpJN1hYqdRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6L77Tvj8C7A/s72-c/11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6594036253606871277</id><published>2007-07-06T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T17:35:46.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on TV</title><content type='html'>haha.. i'm on Chinese News tonight. Channel U n 8 at 6 30pm, 7pm n 9pm. if not &lt;a href="http://www.xin.sg/"&gt;xin.sg&lt;/a&gt; can also view a little portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the interview just now, i almost fainted coz i haven take my lunch. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after the interview han, justin n stan came. stan n justin had lunch with yong then later hans came. A we took a smal vid clip of hans on P2. everyone shall see it soon. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tmr will have dinner with the imd ppl .. its 6pm at fish n co tampines mall basement 1. please come coz u guys got mission on. haha.. so see u guys there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6594036253606871277?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6594036253606871277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6594036253606871277&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6594036253606871277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6594036253606871277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-on-tv.html' title='I&apos;m on TV'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6247303397185723141</id><published>2007-07-04T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:17:12.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored ..</title><content type='html'>I have a lot of things to write but don;t know where can i start from. Ever since Gracie moved to CDI we had been having lunch together everyday coz adrian is not in school. Gonna miss gracie very soon, coz she'e leaving , leaving for a better job prospect which is good for her definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompany Gracie to do pedicure on Tuesday then see her off to the busstop. We walk n talk a lot of things. It's really nice talking to Gracie.. hehe.. last night adrian msn me.. &lt;a href="http://www.graciexiang.blogspot.com/"&gt;gracie&lt;/a&gt; the next moment an email was sent out to gracie.. ahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO this morning we had a great laugh about the email and we actually laugh really hard when both of us is not feeling well. Gracie has been sick for days. Today is my turn, had ulcers and i went to have laksa for lunch. That's it.. by 3pm i started to feel the entire GO is freaking cold and shivers. My stomach feels like burning while waiting for the clock to strike 6pm. I cancel tuition tonight n came back home to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon recieved a sms from Gail asking if i can speak Mandarin? Channel U is looking for student who could speak mandarin to explain about their work being in HD. After Gail sort of brief me a little then the coporate comm lady called me immediately. She is smart enough to purposely speak to me in Mandarin. So well sort of like over the phone interview. I have to explain the technology, the working process, the pre, post and production also have to mention how friends or lecturer have helped u in a way of another. OMG i have loads of things to do now. I have been researching HD n SD in chinese.. it's not easy to read traditional chinese man.. The lady actualy wan me to re-sub my film to chinese but there's insufficient time for me to do so coz the interview is this friday and most probably it will be aired on saturday night during the Channel U news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://blogfallen.cjb.net/"&gt;ryce&lt;/a&gt; n philo's 2nd day of work I hope they are coping well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon gracie had ice cream waffle for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rou4fhYqdII/AAAAAAAAADU/tXhbMzoEgck/s1600-h/graciewaffle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083359456095007874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rou4fhYqdII/AAAAAAAAADU/tXhbMzoEgck/s320/graciewaffle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rou5ChYqdJI/AAAAAAAAADc/ViNTzSjwxUY/s1600-h/gracie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083360057390429330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rou5ChYqdJI/AAAAAAAAADc/ViNTzSjwxUY/s320/gracie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak blur.. sianz.. haha.. but gracie very cute eat left a quater she surrendered.. haahaa..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;我承担不起你的承诺。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6247303397185723141?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6247303397185723141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6247303397185723141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6247303397185723141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6247303397185723141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/07/bored.html' title='Bored ..'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rou4fhYqdII/AAAAAAAAADU/tXhbMzoEgck/s72-c/graciewaffle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-1121642582324706657</id><published>2007-07-01T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:40:19.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoohoo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RofKchYqc_I/AAAAAAAAACM/tYJY7JC89co/s1600-h/cardholder.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today supposedly to meet gracie for shopping.. OMG last day b4 the GST rise.. but she's sick so end up meeting up ryce, justin, sam n asto chilling at IKEA n COURTS. Had lunch then went Courts to see MP3 player.. The NS guys now need some entertainment in tekong. Afterwhich we went on a "chair testng" spree, we went around sitting on different types of chair. When we came across the place which is pretty zen, the chairs all so nice. Ryce saw one pink chair that she wans.. to ryce: can la.. we get a few more ppl buy for u one ur bday.. haha.. we reserve first la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then head back to tampines mall.. metro having 50% off so ryce n i thought of taking a look. but before we even reach the entrance of metro we make a U turn at the main entrance of CS. SO many ppl that the entire entrance was blocked. Shocking on how singaporean can chiong for sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walk around TM, soon ryce head home n i went to meet zhili to go chris place for steamboat. Pretty funy when i see ryce i commented that she looks pale n tired then when she look at me she say that i look pale too. Hmmm... ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat was fun n very very full. Thanks to ppl who have helped. We started eating pretty late n we bought too much food for 10 ppl lo.. another 5 more ppl can join lo. So in order to finish the food in the pot we play 007 bang n number multiple. Teng, jimmy n chris a bit 迟钝.. at a pt dunno who at me n i have to shout bang, I was drinking water lo n i choke on my water to say bang lo.. everyone luagh till stomach pain n tears rolling lo.. then from that point on i cant stop laughing till i have to be calm down b4 the game continue. In the game, multiple of 9 KK n Jody always the one keep saying up lo.. coz when ever reach then either is multiple of 9 or the number that contains 9.. lol.. Fun la.. while eating Chris played shanghai jazz n mambo jumbo which is pretty nice so most of us turn into pirates immediately duplicating cd.. haha.. fun la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now listening to mambo jumbo.. hehe.. kinda nice.. remember the days in zouk.. so long long i didn step in alr.. now they ban smoking at all clubs damn good lo.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i got so many many things.. so happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryce lend me this book which i have long wanted to read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RoaZ8BYqc3I/AAAAAAAAABM/nAAR7uc2q-Q/s1600-h/chickesoup.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081918485977265010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RoaZ8BYqc3I/AAAAAAAAABM/nAAR7uc2q-Q/s320/chickesoup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Chris gave me this.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081919954856080274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RoabRhYqc5I/AAAAAAAAABc/3Wk9m1O6YYw/s320/pencil2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;miss little firey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is a pencil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RoaeIBYqc6I/AAAAAAAAABk/EhA5EjS-hlw/s1600-h/pencil.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081923090182206370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RoaeIBYqc6I/AAAAAAAAABk/EhA5EjS-hlw/s320/pencil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Mel gave me this tissue pouch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Roae1BYqc8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/TAaYw9j_aCU/s1600-h/tissuepouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081923863276319682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Roae1BYqc8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/TAaYw9j_aCU/s320/tissuepouch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jojo gave me this.. althou it's free but oso pretty cute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's a ez-link cardholder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RofKchYqc_I/AAAAAAAAACM/tYJY7JC89co/s1600-h/cardholder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082253295857857522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RofKchYqc_I/AAAAAAAAACM/tYJY7JC89co/s320/cardholder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then i bought this from Chris..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RoafZxYqc9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/DTMA7qvSD4k/s1600-h/lesportsac.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081924494636512210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RoafZxYqc9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/DTMA7qvSD4k/s320/lesportsac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A small pouch lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Roaf3xYqc-I/AAAAAAAAACE/WBBjkYaejOE/s1600-h/lesportsacfull.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081925010032587746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Roaf3xYqc-I/AAAAAAAAACE/WBBjkYaejOE/s320/lesportsacfull.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanky everyone.. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-shan-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;别对我虚情假意。。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/17042855-1121642582324706657?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/1121642582324706657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=1121642582324706657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1121642582324706657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1121642582324706657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-supposedly-to-meet-gracie-for.html' title='Hoohoo..'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RoaZ8BYqc3I/AAAAAAAAABM/nAAR7uc2q-Q/s72-c/chickesoup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-7151691691115703809</id><published>2007-06-30T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T00:40:37.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the gracie fall sick day n yong dinner night</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;gracie muz get well soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;dun be stubborn.. see a doctor plssss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;damn the weather is making so many ppl fall sick.. clinic's having good business man.. the que always so long.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;gathering with yong tonight was pretty fruitful i guess. got him a roaul pen, very nice n nice to write according to mel. the meal was pretty alrite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;yong's life philosophy is so different lo..nice listening to him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;gas station vs petrol kiosk.. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the ride home was pretty long coz there's jam ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; lot of question poppin up in my head..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;what do i want to do???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;time???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;opportunity???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;study??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;money???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ahhhh... sianz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tmr got steamboat lo.. hope it will be a fun gathering too.. alamak.. we suppose to meet go chris place early for mahjong rite.. argh.. hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sleepy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;紫藤花&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 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Hai thinking that near ten years ago we are all in sec one. Now she's someone's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoyo was so envious that i ask KK when are you proposing to her. He's reply was co-habitat can liao.. no need get married. How can so 委屈 my best fren.. arghh.. haha.. but i guess like wat yoyo says he tok cock only. That's y i'm afriad in another 3 years time will be yoyo's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw baby Kayden, he is so cute.. he keeps smiling at me then turn away shyly. Baby Caden was my ex boss's 6mths old son aka yesterday's bride cousin's son. He is really cute.. muz get one of his picture. He so smart 6mths only know ppl playing with him n he'll reach out to play with you more. I wanna carry him.. but i think his daddy scared i no experience lo.. haha.. yoyo was so gentle to him till Kayden's mom say Nooo Neeeed too gentle la.. he not that fragile.. i was laughing man.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dinner finally starts the highlight was a video montage of the bride n bridegroom's pictures and the song 今天我要嫁给你， it's damn touching can.. and last night both bride n bridegroom is so pretty and handsome.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was really not bad compared to some other wedding dinner I've eaten before. It's only a resturant with pretty good standard compared to hotels.. some hotel dun even have their standards. The cold dish was yummy.. the jelly fish was so nice.. yummy.. *drooling*.. and the last dish was yam paste which is my favourite.. i purposely skip the yee mee to eat the yam paste.. the sharksfin too starchy le.. a few of us (ladies) pour vinegar like pour water.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took lots n lots n lots of pics but i think need to wait till everyone is free then can slowly upload. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When browsing thru the wedding pic book my "lao gong" ask me when is our turn? haha.. i say wait for "you" to propose lo.. lol.. my "lao gong" is still so lovely n kawaii.. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will always remember the secondary school days where we hang out here n there after school.. I really miss those happy n worries-free days .. hehe.. Can the time turn back to 10 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------_________________--------------______________--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh today ryce, philo came to school partly ryce has so many ppl to meet n philo need my HDD to burn out our video 2 in 1 DVD. So jared tagged along with us at Jupiter for lunch.. Chat with ryce for about an hour before lunch.. Toking mostly about an &lt;em&gt;asshole&lt;/em&gt;.. haha... was pretty busy today walking up and down check out things n make sure things are all working well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small conversation in the canteen with Adrian n Gracie during tea time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian bought some kueh from the malay store and i was behind him thinking of getting something to eat coz i have tuition immediately after work.. so i so happen to buy same kueh as him.. then when we walk to the drink store to meet Gracie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: U (meaning me) copy me buy the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Me:..-.-.. it's so happen that i wan to eat those mah..&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: (turn to Gracie) Quick 吃醋！(means jealous)&lt;br /&gt;Me: huh wat's there to 吃醋?&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: (turn to Gracie) 你不会吃醋么？(then toking something abt his ex will 吃醋)&lt;br /&gt;Gracie: Ya lo why you buy the same food as him.. i didn buy the same as him lo.. (Act to 吃醋-jealous)..&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.-.. like that oso 吃醋, very tired n ??? leh.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so bo liao this kind of things oso can blog.. but pretty funny la.. esp when adrian speaks in mandrian.. lol.. but i guess he improves a lot after hanging with gracie too much.. gracie is that kind of both mandrian n english oso powerful kind.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;我祈祷着幸福的将领。也愿友情人终成眷属。。 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6711531690943654731?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6711531690943654731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6711531690943654731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6711531690943654731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6711531690943654731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/06/happiness.html' title='The Happiness'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-8427103282388527936</id><published>2007-06-24T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T02:41:18.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Token Box</title><content type='html'>Dora n I found oue new talent n a new business idea. All thanks to emily's hubby complaining that buying 2 token box for wedding is so expensive coz each token box nicely wrapped and laced cost at $38 bucks. Is just a empty box with some laces onli..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rn1a8-EplnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X605fXr6aDk/s1600-h/bx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079315958244939378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rn1a8-EplnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X605fXr6aDk/s320/bx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is jus those plain boxes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so with a bit of laces u all can imagine yourself la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;SO.. Dora n I went on 2 days shopping trip to check out the cost of the boxes n the guest book. Bras Bersah got one shop that sells all this sells a very very nice token box n is the last piece.. SO i went to check out the price.. it's 89 bucks lo.. $.$'''.. haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ya so thinking n thinking we DIY lo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Travel down to PS to spotlight. One stop clear every thing .. total cost not even 40 bucks lo.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We got the cloth at 50% discount.. the cloth so nice that Dora wanna make it into shawl..lol..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So we started making &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;from this.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rn1kmOEpltI/AAAAAAAAABE/seTCkkv2Ap8/s1600-h/SP_A4708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079326562519193298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rn1kmOEpltI/AAAAAAAAABE/seTCkkv2Ap8/s320/SP_A4708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;to these..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rn1fyeEplpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5YzMjP5hQp4/s1600-h/23062007442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079321275414451858" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rn1fyeEplpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5YzMjP5hQp4/s320/23062007442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rn1g1uEplqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MLnn3yFJwaE/s1600-h/23062007443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079322430760654498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rn1g1uEplqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MLnn3yFJwaE/s320/23062007443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First try lo.. Coz token box hard to find so can think of making it into business.. and ring pillow.. and the guest book of coz.. but this time we buy instead of DIY.. running out of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. anyone wanna customise their token box can ask me n dora.. hehe.. cheapest but good quality materials.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;等待着。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-8427103282388527936?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8427103282388527936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=8427103282388527936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8427103282388527936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8427103282388527936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/06/token-box.html' title='Token Box'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/Rn1a8-EplnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X605fXr6aDk/s72-c/bx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-8045882846670016591</id><published>2007-06-22T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T02:30:40.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random topic..</title><content type='html'>today was usually bored at work althou not like i don't have things to do, is more of i dun feel like doing. Was busy helping gracie to cut paper cards for moses. hahah. so after all the cutting this n that is almost 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sian to carry on doing anything. So browsing websites around, visiting blogs here n there. Checking emails over n over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh today the most memorable thing was Khee Huat(PID) lecturer spoils te glass door at the GO. Not the big one but the one entering GO. haha.. He didn;t do it on purpose, he came in a his shoulder accidentally brushes the door too hard the whole metal plank came off leaving only ONE revert holding it. SO before the estates people come to take a look i went t get masking tape to tape the door. When the estate person came i told him only one revert (or rather screw) is holding onto the plank. TO my surprise he said it used to be no screw at all. Cannot imagin w/o any screws the whole plank would have just came off. Actually the metal plank is glued to the wooden plank hidden inside. OMG.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny thing was I am suppose to help Gail collect submissions today. So some students came in late so i told them off that i can't accept it. Then came Lawrence with something like a submission package walk pass the glass. I quickly ask irene to help me get him off coz I know if its lawrence I die oso cannot reject coz he can say a lot of thigs just to make me stamp the time for him and allow him to submit. So i went to hide behind the wall, then so happen Helen came is from the front door and see me hiding. She ask me why am i hiding i was like.. arghh.. i cant let lawrence know i'm behind the wall.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today as usual Gracie is still blur blur de. Suppose to turn right she turns left. Suppose to go down she went up.. haha.. she is a damn funny girl lo.. but she oso has her cloudy days.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my kathy is coming back today midnight. Great she return when the sales jus ended.. argh.. but lucky.. bugis has this 3 day sales up to 50% starting from today over the weekends. haha.. maybe i shall go see see look look tomorrow. But I busy helping emily making token box for her wedding.. argh.. ALAMAK y i so busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today came home so sian.. watch tv, have dinner then shower.. haha but dunno wat got into me.. i usually takes about 15mins to shower.. but today i took especially long. haha almost an hour.. i actualy wash my hair twice.. lol.. coz i try on a new hair mask.. butter hair mask by redken.. not bad really make my hair so soft soft soft..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. so sian .. usally i online jon will come tok to me.. but weird he today never tok to me.. but wat he said last night i find him a bit crazy.. he actually say he might be down with dengue n he thinks its fun coz no one ard him has gotten b4.. crazy little boy.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way for everyone's info, our school management now has some big changes.. firstly congrats to YONG.. he IS promoted to IMD course manager.. elaine oso got promoted, helen oso got promoted n more... vani oso if i'm not wrong.. so school is like a crazy house of ppl moving up n down settling into their room.. ppl affecting always got chase by marina to clear their things, check their voicemail coz their number gonna change.. patching of phone line in n out.. n I will be busy going ard lecturers door to vandalise their door.. haha.. actually jus to stick their ext num. la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really fun working in school with so many ppl... althou something the work o do can be really boring.. oh and monday school starts.. the canteen will start bustling again.. ohh forget to comment mensa 2 salad bar has very nice apple strudle.. yummy yummy.. i shared it with gracie.. she prefer the apple to be softer but i prefer the apple to be a little crunchy.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i always think i have nothing to blog but end up my blog entry always so long.. jialiat.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何时触摸到幸福的滋味呢？这是一个未知的答案。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-8045882846670016591?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8045882846670016591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=8045882846670016591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8045882846670016591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8045882846670016591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/06/random-topic.html' title='random topic..'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6492972454152947944</id><published>2007-06-21T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:12:48.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sianz sianz blog</title><content type='html'>well yea i was very sian now. haha.. sianz as in very tired.. today cady, marina n aunty sally went to course leaving me , gracie n irene only.. and moses pass job down to gracie n i.. panick okie.. he need some cards to be printed n cut out by today.. so when gracie finally finish n i bought the papers (coz school have no stock of other papers beside normal 80gms paper.. *eyes roll*). so panic n rushing for time we settle for the 120gsm from bookshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty hilarious that i always end up cutting n slicing paper.. on monday was steph's invitation for the cathay screening.. today for moses meeting.. haha.. true blue admin job leh..haha.. but pretty fun esp the ppl there.. hehe.. its a pity gracie leaving soon.. sadz sadz sadz.. she got a better prospect job so shouldn't make her stay la.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working in tp GO isn't easy.. is mentally very tiring.. coz u dunno somethine impt will jus land on u n u have to finish it in time.. haha.. worst then fyp when u know that u have a certain deadline to meet.. haha.. but fun la.. learn a lot of stuff.. tp is really a place to learn more about life and people althou academic is to the piror..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the screening was pretty fun.. i heard that towards the end every director was called upon but when it comes to me everyone was serching for weishan.. sorry la.. i'm on official la.. standing outside as receptionist .. althou i can go in to watch but hai.. the kids p2 stuff is outside so yea cant really leave n watch in peace.. hehe.. but i',glad everyone had fun watching my film.. vani was the most hilarious in the theatre when showing my film.. she laughed so loud man.. haha.. so when everyone was dismissed i ask her is it really that funny.. she say muz add on to the dead atmosphere inside mah..haha... sort of having ppl falling aslp inside i guess.. hehe.. at least ronald is almost one of them.. he keeps walkin in n out of the theatre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. mange to tok to nic for orginasia.. n he actually gave me a lot of suggestion that i can improve my work.. which i probably will take a day off to work on my film.. hehe.. april oso commented that still can tighten a lot more.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe leroy went for the screening.. he is so shy when he's at the gathering.. haha.. a lot of female student walk up to chat n play with him he so shy turn his back at them.. haha.. even his mom oso bo bian.. but when i call him he come so fast towards me.. haha.. he is so cute man.. hahaha.. cute n smart boy.. everyone in the theatre remembers his lines.. esp the combing hair one.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea sharon came to GO to find me actually she pass by onli la.. she very funny say siyuan says no need p2 to upload the footage.. i think they have some miscommunication... true no need the p2 but u need the P2 STALL la.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. my life is atill empty n boring.. i saw a few company that i wanna go to when i saw the SIP data.. i wanna go hoods inc, threesixzero or wild mama tv.. coz i like hoods environment n the way they work very organise n a bit free n easy as long as work is done.. while threesixzero n wild mama tv do a lot of kids prog.. haha.. i jus plain love working with kids la.. coz u will never know wat they say might strike an idea for u to produce.. haha. kids are really smart n nice to work with when u understand their needs..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还在等待着那份幸福的到来。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6492972454152947944?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6492972454152947944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6492972454152947944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6492972454152947944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6492972454152947944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/06/sianz-sianz-blog.html' title='sianz sianz blog'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-7980320787963079118</id><published>2007-06-15T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T22:48:16.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all the 3 in 1</title><content type='html'>this morning when i wake up i don;t feel as bad as perhaps is after the good cry n venting of sadness in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words replied was pretty harsh thou but i wouldn't apologise for that as the disappointment and sadness still lingers in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask adrian this morning and he said to forgive la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i ask gracie wat does it means when i cried over the msg.. she simply says coz i really yearn to meet or coz i miss ...for that moment i feel better.. i didn forget to wish every single one of them that is going to army..i hope they'll enjoy n have fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a terrible day for me i guess.. the msg woke me up n i couldn't get back into my sleep.. was feeling very awful in office.. head spinning n eye lid keeps throbbing.. and a stack of SIP entry to do.. a stack of businesscard number to call for the HD screening on tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky everything keeps me very busy and keeps my mind off those unhappy situation.. but the situation in office really wears me off man.. not physically but mentally.. but i'm still lucky.. i guess adrian daddy n gracie is worse.. they stay so far yet so much to do.. esp poor adrian.. can really see how hard he tries to sustain his energy level..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway for everyone's information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RnKJreEplmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lFuzYeSFINw/s1600-h/HD+Short+Films.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076271109899916898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RnKJreEplmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lFuzYeSFINw/s320/HD+Short+Films.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember hearing what yong said earlier during our FYP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah this is it.. some of our works has been selected for this screening.. the people being selected are.. adrian, linus, me, philo, lyn nd farius.. this is wat cause me to be so busy today.. busy calling the industry people to fill up 147 seats.. people who are interested and would like to interact with the industry people can approach the TP admin to make ur RSVP.. To all the directors please be at Cathay Cineleisure Orchard at 1pm on the 19th of June, Tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is this company Sinematic approach some of us.. they have sort of selected some of our works too to post it on their website.. it might be free to view or pay to view.. adrian was complaining should pay to view lo if not we do so hard like no credits but on the other hand the company is nice enough to post it up for us free... well i dunno.. well but glenn has pass me his video.. rainer say submitting but in the end no news.. linus busy with camp.. adrian busy with the screening.. lol.. this Sinematic applies to anyone who wants their film posted online..whoever is interested please let me know.. ty &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214276645983802395" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;adree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;Correction Weishan.What i said about sinematic is not about the money. Its more of the copyright, the privacy, and not losing the value of the film by letting it be just another one of those "videos" online like on youtube. Letting it being pay-per-view at least prevents that notion. Its not about the money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;shan said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;okie.. i see.. hehe.. yea true oso.. haha maybe cut trailer.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在思念那些美好回忆，也在等待我的幸福。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-7980320787963079118?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7980320787963079118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=7980320787963079118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/7980320787963079118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/7980320787963079118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/06/all-3-in-1.html' title='all the 3 in 1'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/RnKJreEplmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lFuzYeSFINw/s72-c/HD+Short+Films.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-2629199264028067757</id><published>2007-06-15T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T05:08:51.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4:17:51 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;what kind of a message will make you cry in the middle of the night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;what does this means?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Happy knowing you but i guess i've finally surrender the friendship. perhaps is only my own wishful thinking to take the relation so serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;if having to break your promise over n over again don't promise in the first place. Maybe I'm stupid to actually take every single word of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Maybe this may not even affect you a little and perhaps you are having fun right now.  You can say why can't i understand the situation. Ya, I really don't. Better well off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I don't know what's after all these years. I'm just wasting my own time I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Well just stay well and live better. All the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-shan-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Does every human really understand themselves fully?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-2629199264028067757?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2629199264028067757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=2629199264028067757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2629199264028067757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2629199264028067757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/06/41751-am.html' title='4:17:51 am'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-7718161629690900199</id><published>2007-06-13T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:31:52.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work.. work.. work</title><content type='html'>haha for those who still don't know.. i'm now temperorily working in our school GO. started work on friday, i keep feeling very sian so everytime i do the SIP data entry till i sian i turn to gracie n give the sian sian face. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea for the past one week i've been sick lo. cannot imagine i started out a little fever (that was the day of BBQ) so i took the acti-fast panadol that night thinking i'll be ok by morning. who knows.. omg the fever then turn into sore throat the next morning, so yea can really talk, becoz it's sore throat so i kept taking fisherman's fren lozengens. so when having a sorethroat n eating sweets causes phlem so whole day feelin very bad. on thursday is really KO man.. everything turns into running nose.. n there it continues running till i went to report work on friday n it started coughing n sore throat came back. till now n then the nose block or cough will come on n off.. but i guess during the day was pretty okie. have tom yam soup, stir fried pork with spice, sweet n sour deep fried fish and fried rice. (it was moses treat, yum yum.. thanks moses!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm having nose block again. it wont be surprise if tomorrow i go work with another round or sorethroat or running nose or cough. yea actualy i'm waiting for myself to fall sick as the weather is really terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing the SIP entry over the past 4 days.. yea it's mentally tired becoz have to be carefully to the spelling, as the ppl who fill in the forms either scribbles as if they are doctors or the fax machine sux coz the words looks pixelated or the alphabets are all stick together.. I'm playing guessing game to guess wats the particular alphabet is.. oh man tiring.. n physically tired coz sit there to long sometimes whole body feels so uncomfortable.. lol.. i guess i still need sometime to adapt.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4 working days have past) .. tracking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-7718161629690900199?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7718161629690900199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=7718161629690900199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/7718161629690900199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/7718161629690900199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/06/work-work-work.html' title='work.. work.. work'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-8459467533618979525</id><published>2007-06-05T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T13:28:11.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ BBQ</title><content type='html'>First of all thanks to those who came and brought food. I think we kinda bought too much food coz everytime when there's BBQ we have the tendcy to cater for like 40 people becoz of chalet. But more food better then less i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night BBQ was all right. Ryce n I reach there ealier about 2pm we meet up at White Sands, she bought a new wallet n I went NTUC buy KNIFE. Both of us was quite worried that it will rain, so ryce sort of like analyse the weather saying that if it rains in the afternoon it will not rain at night. haha. really it didn rain at night but it drizzle when we are at the park ready to go cycle, so since it's drizzling we went to the cafe there thinking we can play pool, ($2 per game) but there's a group of lower sec school kids playing. Surprising the know the rules of pool pretty well but they cannot play, cant even hold the que properly. They took like years to complete one game and the white ball keeps getting into the hole that the cafe man has to lend them an extra white ball as I think there's a certain amount of white ball getting into the hole is limited or timed i think. So we waited thinking they will play like one game coz sec school kids might not have so much money to play, but we are wrong they played till the third and we gave up waiting and go cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After stanley n justin's meeting with moses in school, stanley call n both of us went to meet him at the White Sand's NTUC. We took like 15 bottles of drink, 1 ice box n 4 packets of ice. haha. Paiseh too heavy then called back to the pit where rainer, pris, eunice, sharon, xj n max already waiting for us there. Rainer, xj, max n sharon in the end walk out to help stanley while ryce n i cycle back to the pit, pris n eunice went to wash the potatoes, ryce, glenn n i went return bicycle. haha.. glenn said something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryce n I: We go return the bike la, is almost 6 45 already.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Glenn u stay to look after the bags n stuff?&lt;br /&gt;Glenn(on xj bike): Oh then i cycle around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ryce n i was on our way to the kiosk. on the way we saw eunice n pris return fromn the toilet and glenn appear tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn: I go return bike n help get back someone's card(ryce's card)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking. HUH? we rent 2 return 3. the bicycle kiosk uncle earn one free bike siah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea as we return the bike n head back to the pit those at NTUC return n justin arrived too. haha Justin went for a date before coming. haha. yea so when the charcoal we start the fire lo.. really a lot of food. and ryce took some video on how xj fan to get the fire burning.. science(oxygen supports burning)haha.. yea justin n stanley went off early lo.. then follow by hans n linus went off early while adrian n gracie arrive like after the sunset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the BBQ most of them went to glenn's place to played nintendo while people like me, ryce, kath n philo went home. haha my throat cannot take it le.. i guess cook too much not enough water.. hahha.. yea so to catch our bus, ryce, kath n i went off slightly early to catch the bus. for everyones info pasir ris interchange last bus mostly at 12pm some even till 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYA..ANYONE SAW A WATSON'S PLASTIC INSIDE GOT 3 SMALL TIN CANS. ITS FOR PHILOTHEA.. ANYONE SAW IT????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall i think the BBQ was fun la. Althou its a monday quite a lot make it in time. Most of them haven got work, some waiting for enlisting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one funny thing justin did. Justin walks over to Stanley who is preparing to start fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: eh stanley look over there (pointing digonally across the sea) 9days.&lt;br /&gt;Stanley: what 11 days?&lt;br /&gt;Me: tekong lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanley: There meh?&lt;br /&gt;Justin: a bit behind the small mountain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanley: Hurrr yea lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. then justin walks over to rainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: eh rainer look over there.&lt;br /&gt;Rainer: Look what?&lt;br /&gt;Justin: there.. a bit further behind the mountain 12days i see u there.&lt;br /&gt;Rainer: ya ya.. see you there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya la. thats all about yesterday's event. Oh mud came too.. haha.. as usual quiet unless people talk to him. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-8459467533618979525?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8459467533618979525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=8459467533618979525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8459467533618979525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8459467533618979525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/06/bbq-bbq.html' title='BBQ BBQ'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-2950290609208418052</id><published>2007-05-30T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T00:08:19.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DONUTS EVERYWHERE</title><content type='html'>recently i keep having the donut craze crave.. but dun get me wrong althou i always craves for but thinkin about the que at donut factory turns me off alr.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the hot stuff in town or is it jus on my IMD peeps nick.. DUNKIN DONUTS..&lt;br /&gt;to be honest initially i dunno wat is it about.. went to the website first time didn manage to find any donuts, later found there's order list for donuts.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i wonder where they make the donuts when they say freshly make n sold that day.. hmmm.. ohhh they have like 27 different types if DONUTS.. but the cost is slightly steeper compared to donut factory.. i shall leave my comment after i tasted dunkin donuts..&lt;br /&gt;still thinking should i order.. is about 10 buck more compare to donut factory.. hmm.. donuts donuts donuts.. "may i have a sweet dream on donuts tonight please".. Oh please i cant imagine the previous line was from me.. OMG OMG OMG.. do check out the DUNKIN DONUTS.. muahaha.. &lt;a href="http://www.zlhub.per.sg/dd/work.htm"&gt;http://www.zlhub.per.sg/dd/work.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we having a imd gathering soon.. is on the 4th June.. which is next monday.. a lot ppl have yet reply althou i guess they alr seen the email but a habit to reply it later which will turn out that they'll forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel kind like an idoit planning this gathering when some minority ain;t jus keen la.. so well.. nvm. this shall be the last stupid act of me to ever suggest this kind of troublesome gathering.. yea althou i;m complaining here but i jus wish that everyone jus have fun n hang out together for the last time b4 the guys are off to army life.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a rough list here of ppl contributing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenn - utensils (plates, cups, fork, spoon) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;--paiseh i think i made a mistake, mistaking glenn bring curry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philo- bee hoon&lt;br /&gt;max n xj - high end sandwich&lt;br /&gt;eve, pris, ryce, eunice n jacky - satay&lt;br /&gt;sharon - hotdogs n maybe johnny walker&lt;br /&gt;linus - marshmallow, choco syrup&lt;br /&gt;cem n jason - drinks&lt;br /&gt;siyuan - BBQ essentials&lt;br /&gt;abel n xh - fishballs n otah&lt;br /&gt;kath - potatoes n sour cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently still no seafood coz fishport not open on monday morning.. no chicken wing coz no one marinating i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ppl missing in actions are.. EUNICE, JACKY, LYNETTE, RYCE, ANDREW, HUISHAN n etc..reply to my sms n email can??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pit has been booked at pasir ris park, pit no. is 45.. i guess we can meet up at the pit at 5pm.. star fire at 6 or 6 30pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u guys there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-2950290609208418052?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2950290609208418052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=2950290609208418052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2950290609208418052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2950290609208418052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/05/donuts-everywhere.html' title='DONUTS EVERYWHERE'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-6901916869953823454</id><published>2007-05-27T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T16:47:41.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On..</title><content type='html'>Recently I don't know what has gotten into me perhaps one or two of u, friends out there might know and knocked some sense into me. But I don't seems to be listening, perhaps it's the character in me when i don't get something I want I won't let it go and thus make my life miserable for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been meeting up with old sec school frens quite frequent recently. I still love those naive, happy go lucky days we've all spent together. Although we all know we can't return to those time but i guess once in a while meet up allow us to escape from the reality that hey, we've all grown up, n longer the 14 or 15 year old mummy's girl and mummy's boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an hour ago serene told me to read on someone's blog and I really feel that certain esperiences in life really help one person to change for a better. After reading the blog, thinking and reflecting on myself, i guess i could some how feel for how she feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her thoughts have finally make me realise that giving so much only make yourself more miserable and allow the heartless ones to hurt u over n over again. Perhaps letting go might bring some hope of happines for yourself. Emily once said that i'm so stupid to get used by people. Yes, it's true that i'm stupid to think of doin it for someone u care is all worthwhile. Hello that's plain stupid wishful thinking. Writing all this at this point of time really makes my heartache but i guess i'm almost getting over soon. Looking optimistic towards life is my goal for life now. Thinking more of my family and looking for my ideal job, keeping myself busy meeting up old friends, making life more fruitful and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving towards others brings you more joy and happiness for yourself. What's yours will always be yours. Learn to cherish the love people gave u! It's all right to lose yourself once in awhile as long as you know the way home finally.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan:carefree-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-6901916869953823454?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6901916869953823454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=6901916869953823454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6901916869953823454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/6901916869953823454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/05/moving-on.html' title='Moving On..'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-8406734039934132489</id><published>2007-05-27T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T00:16:01.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ</title><content type='html'>Christopher Goh Koon Xian.. u will get it from us when u return.. we postpone n postpone the bbq.. hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today mel organise bbq for everyone.. hehe got teng, jojo, minmin, sugar tofu n bf, jody n family n yoyo plus her honey. quite a fun bbq n a lot of food.. got stingray, otah, satay, different kinds of sausages, sotong, got jelly cocktail n white fungus with papaya for deserts, chicken wings n drumlet.. jody mom rocks man.. the marinating really good.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although we didn play till very happening but everyone is glad to meet up n chat chat.. hehe.. today not kk drive me home.. haha jimmy drive me home today.. he is the mature with childishness.. muahaha.. always there to act cool.. #%%#%^%.. I really love camarey man.. haha.. so comfortable n slient when u go at high speed u dun even feel like it.. haha.. anyway any car oso comfortable inside la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank U mel for organising the bbq arh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank U teng teng for so much of drinks n food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks arh Sugar tofu for being so crazy n "retarded" sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jody.. ur place for bbq so nice.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks kk's mom for the bee hoon so many many many egg strips that u cut.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks arh shimin send me so many many ringtone till my phone no space le.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N Thanks jojo n yoyo for the help in feeding me when i'm busy wrapping stingray.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time meet up again wor.. hehe... everyone muz take care at work k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-8406734039934132489?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8406734039934132489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=8406734039934132489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8406734039934132489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/8406734039934132489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/05/bbq.html' title='BBQ'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-469864353246269755</id><published>2007-05-22T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T23:33:22.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation 2007</title><content type='html'>21st May 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I've graduated. Time really files, 3 years seems so long yet so short. But afterall this 3 years have been really challenging and memorable, especially with the IMDers.. and oso dun forget our one IAD - asto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's graduation was really fun although everyone hate to put on the gown, like wat gracie said when everyone wears the gown it actually looks good. :) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who attend really had fun i guess.. going around taking photos, meeting one another's parents, lecturer's that we have not seen for a year (Wahidah).. Some of us was invited by Moses into the VIP reception, IMD ppl can consider one of the bigger group Moses invite.. Moses sad we are the happy people... wonder wat he means..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun part was during the ceremony I guess, our row consist of ingrid, hans, justin, me, joanna, stanely, a unknown girl.. haha.. got eman oso.. Justin me, hans, stan busy chatting away till we notice we are talking pretty loud.. lol.. The VIP speech was funny that he kept talking about he's resumee.. haha.. Actually quite sad coz ppl who got merit in dip sat at the other end of the TCC and those who registered later sat at other places so we are quite scattered .. but lucky i have justin n hans to crack jokes together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are queing to go on stage damn justin acts like a joker man.. doing a lot of stupid lame things.. he's right behind me la.. According to Gracie, justin walk so fast that she didn have time to get his "cert" for him n Justin said he walk fast enough to share the photo taking with me.. =.= lame..  On stage i was so nervous that i didn dare to look at the audience but walk str thru.. my hands was so cold that when Moses invite me to the VIP reception i was like totally blank.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony we decided to go aston's for dinner.. so hans n adrian drove some of us down n guess wat.. astons close on monday!! too bad we head to east coast kenny rogers. awww sad.. Due to the last episodes of colours of dream.. ryce, me n asto rushed home to watch.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i've posted the photos to my photobucket.. &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v244/weishan_2644/"&gt;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v244/weishan_2644/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I''ve also taken a video of glenn.. but haven got the chance to post due to internet connection error when its uploading.. so u guys can wait awhile eh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm actually i have a question.. anyone remember what date is it when we first came into TDS on the first day of school??? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-469864353246269755?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/469864353246269755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=469864353246269755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/469864353246269755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/469864353246269755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/05/graduation-2007.html' title='Graduation 2007'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-2754550400224089161</id><published>2007-05-06T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T01:12:28.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>graduation should be a fun thing. But with the fugly graduation gown is no more fun man. As designers ain't we suppose to dress with our own style n sense. Why should we be wearing something over it n be categorize like any other ppl in any other schools.. Oh Why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I haven watch spiderman 3 yet. but looking at the overwhelming ticketing que i muz watch. haha.. and so happen when i try to get ticket for spidey, POTC ticket is also selling.. the ticket is going pretty fast... OMG.. johnny depp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently was looking for jobs and have been going for interviews over n over again. hai.. it sucks to get job when u are a fresh grad la.. oh well everyone has to start learning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss the guys already.. they are all going to army in less then a month.. OMG.. how.. after that is onli left with ladies outingz.. no guys around so sad.. heh heh.. it will be shoppin time for the ladies.. OH guys.. soory we'll meet u all on weekends for dinner if u all ain't accompany-ing girlfren.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored at home everyday man.. hai.. can someone ask me out.. haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well peeps going for POTC please reply fast wor.. see ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-2754550400224089161?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2754550400224089161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=2754550400224089161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2754550400224089161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/2754550400224089161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/05/graduation-should-be-fun-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-1168300184270979030</id><published>2007-04-11T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T01:58:52.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vaction blog?</title><content type='html'>random.. the title jus POP in my mind.. which remind me of the recent chalet IMD: Great Success Chalet. As ryce sent out the email inviting the lecturers Ronald replied " I'll pop by" .. Next email came in n Alan say " I'll drop by. It so un-glam to "pop"".. oh well.. our 2 darling lecturer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea poly life finally is over for us.. i start to miss school days man.. i think school days is da best man.. i start to miss everyone everyday.. wanting n missing to see everyone together everyday.. oh please reverse the time please!!... i'll cherish it more.. *smack* hello wake up.. get a life.. ok thats stupid.. 2 voice speaking in me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways is a long time since i blog coz i guess hardly anyone reads my blog.. so yea.. after dip show n best of show its time to look for a decent job man.. yeah.. was randomly sending resume here n there.. immediately i recieve call n go for interview the nezt ..You've got the job.. yea Assistant Producer .. job scope.. follow producer.. monkey see monkey do? send out courier?? haha.. den assist editor in FCP editing.. haha.. so yea thats the job scope of an AP?? Is that right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.. yea jus like a few hours back was at ikea.. madness i guess.. straight 3 cuos of coffee n a damian cake.. oh god n here i am blogging.. z.z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later will be having tennis... haha.. den afterwhich putting on weight session.. dining at astons.. nice place to dine man.. so extra surcharge like gst n service charge.. check this out..&lt;a href="http://astonsspecialties.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://astonsspecialties.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; .. never regret... wooot!!! this is bad.. recently spend money like pouring water siah.. hai.. nvm.. gonna work hard soon.. so play hard first then.. hehe.. wich ya guy find a job soon too.. i mean the ladies.. guys u all are oso working.. but in another form of 40 cents per hour.. ahha.. "ARMY-ING".. have a nice experience n do remember to stay in contacts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently listening to some really nice songs man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曹格 - 数到五答应我&lt;br /&gt;曹格 vs 徐若宣 - I Still Believe&lt;br /&gt;曹格 vs 光良 - 少年&lt;br /&gt;苏亦承 - 保护色&lt;br /&gt;Haley Bennett vs Hugh Grant - Way Back Into Love&lt;br /&gt;飞轮海 vs Hebe - 只对你有感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya a lot of 曹格 song recently.. his voice really good la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k thats about it.. the next time i blog dunno gonna den when.. haha.. night night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-1168300184270979030?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/1168300184270979030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=1168300184270979030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1168300184270979030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/1168300184270979030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/04/vaction-blog.html' title='vaction blog?'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-4778519122748132063</id><published>2007-03-14T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:56:34.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression Syndrome</title><content type='html'>it is sufficient to have either of these symptoms in conjunction with five of a list of other symptoms over a two-week period. These include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Feelings of overwhelming sadness and/or fear, or the seeming inability to feel emotion (emptiness).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A decrease in the amount of interest or pleasure in all, or almost all, daily activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing appetite and marked weight gain or loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disturbed sleep patterns, such as insomnia, loss of REM sleep, or excessive sleep (Hypersomnia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychomotor agitation or retardation nearly every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue, mental or physical, also loss of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intense feelings of guilt, helplessness, hopelessness, worthlessness, isolation/loneliness and/or anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble concentrating, keeping focus or making decisions or a generalized slowing and obtunding of cognition, including memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recurrent thoughts of death (not just fear of dying), desire to just "lie down and die" or "stop breathing", recurrent suicidal ideation without a specific plan, or a suicide attempt or a specific plan for committing suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling and/or fear of being abandoned by those close to one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other symptoms often reported but not usually taken into account in diagnosis include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-loathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A decrease in self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inattention to personal hygiene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitivity to noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical aches and pains, and the belief these may be signs of serious illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear of 'going mad'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change in perception of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Periods of sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible behavioral changes, such as aggression and/or irritability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;So do you have DEPRESSION?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;cant believe i already encounter 7 points in the first part- &lt;/em&gt;Dont ask me why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigining off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-shan-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*I will be smiling while crying inside*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-4778519122748132063?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4778519122748132063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=4778519122748132063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/4778519122748132063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/4778519122748132063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/03/depression-syndrome.html' title='Depression Syndrome'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-7637732694460285551</id><published>2007-02-16T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T15:42:53.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP??</title><content type='html'>Finally it's over, the Final Year Project is finally over. I submitted at 10 48am man.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well although everything is a bit messy and out of place but i;m sure everyone is happy for themselves anf frens. Been through so much to pull through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's over.. start loooking for jobs n earning moeny alr.. haha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-7637732694460285551?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7637732694460285551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=7637732694460285551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/7637732694460285551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/7637732694460285551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/fyp.html' title='FYP??'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-116576529096429594</id><published>2006-12-10T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:41:30.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a BAD girl..</title><content type='html'>I've been a bad girl for the pass few days.. this is sure i have to admit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the pass 1 week nothing productive has been done escept for casting n scripting.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang out with my cousins celebrsting my bro ORD and oso farewell for my younger cousin to be enlisted in army. Oh well.. It's a sinful day.. we had sushi.. ya sushi again rite.. less then 1 week i went sakae twice.. i swear i not touching jap food for the next 6 months.. had sushi for full 2 hours plus on wednesday.. was rather angry coz i have to wait for ppl.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently my patience has been running very very low.. is seriously low.. most of my frens has encounted and experience it... well something jus wrong somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. back to topic.. ya so after sushi we walk to Balcony n it was packed.. we went to cineleisure lounge but there's function on.. finally we walked to rouge,alleybar and peranakan house.. okie 5 idiot standing there dunno which one to choose.. No choice I have to walk up n decide.. althou i like the peranakan best but it's jus too dark.. rouge had live performance which damn noise althou there's cute guy singing.. so last choice alleybar.. had their house pour which was not up to my expectation.. yea i miss my 4:6 but they onli gave me 3:7.. argh.. ya after 1st cup we went on playing some stupid game.. "lets count the multiples of 7 and clap.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially i wasn't too keen to play so was punished to drink after tat my turn to make ppl hung by changin "let's do the multiples of 8".. thats gg.. everyone is wide awake to count.. we went almost to 1k.. thats freaking hard to keep up the beat.. lol.. ya we had the 5 vodka color shot.. i had almond which i feel is the nicest among all beside theres banana, raspberry, honeydew and vanilla.. ya suppose to be one shot down.. kuku my cousin drink sip by sip.. the color cups was fun man.. althoug we r drinking but somethin else or rather someone is racing thru my mine.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which was thursday n i spend my day at home working on my script n still thinking.. yea den friday went to sch find no lect to consult.. fri night feelin something was not going rite wanting to call the someone but i didn.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat morning went work but was dosing off.. heard something terrible which make me damn pissed that why i wasn't inform.. yea finally at night i noe the whole truth.. n i was there pissed off n angry with myself.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went out with sy but was rather sorry to him coz i didn help him much as i didn slp the whole night.. brain not working.. but we encounter something really paranoid.. we are at mac workin on his story beat.. then there;s a weird man happen to sit behind him.. so as the time passes we felt more n more unsecured.. so left in a hurry once asto appear.. haha.. yea sy make me paranoid.. i was trembling afraid that the guy might do something dangerous.. coz was havin bad experince last night.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather slowly keepin more things to myself den share with my frens or family.. feelin very insecure recently n kinda lost myself somewhere which i'm trying very hard to search for myself back.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wan now was a warm hug from someone.. but i noe no matter how hard i try its no use.. well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-If not of you, i won;t know what is love. If it's you I will say I'll never love again. I had no courage to say nor spoil what's at present-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&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/17042855-116576529096429594?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116576529096429594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=116576529096429594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116576529096429594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116576529096429594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-bad-girl.html' title='I&apos;m a BAD girl..'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-116514380277247872</id><published>2006-12-03T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T19:03:22.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Was A Dream..</title><content type='html'>Was taking a afternoon nap from 3 to 6 today. Then i had this weird dream that i find is funny so i think of blogging it down.. it happen to our IMD group ppl.. hehe.. here it goes.. dun laugh to hard.. its jus a weird dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think all the visuals in my dreams are like made up of the photos i saw earlier when clearing my harddrive... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Int. School Studio-&lt;br /&gt;In school studio about 6pm.. dinner time.. in the studio was.. ryce, kath, me, xiao hui, samson, glenn, justin, stanley, melissa, siyuan and (vsc)eugene. so i was behind ahouting for ryce but she couldn;t hear me as she's walking out of the door.. so i followed her and with us was abel, xh, kath and siyuan. so out of the lift i asked her again where we wanna go for lunch, she replied Changi (we are walking out of school). So as we walk abel n xh went ahead of us leaving kath, ryce n i walking .. so when we walked out i was shocked (yead really shocked..). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to along the walk way-&lt;br /&gt;Rainer was in the driver seat of a red sports car (dun ask me wat car. i dunnoe).. and in the co-driver seat was Samson. Shocked and werid ryce pull me to get ino the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut into the car-&lt;br /&gt;(U gonna wonder how come a sports car could accomdate so many ppl.. i dunno its a dream...) the contruction of the car interior was weird to me la..(interior was like a 7 seater car.. ya like mel's odessy).. so was rainer in the driver seat, samson in the co-driver seat, behinde the driver seat was kath, ryce and me then behinde me was xh beside her was abel.. Samson turned back n i said-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Samson, u shouldn't be seating in the co-driver seat. It's suppose to be ryce seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson: yea i thought so but my legs to long and the seats a the back do not allow my leg to rest well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: even so u oso should ask ryce first ma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryce: aiya nvm la.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut back to studio-&lt;br /&gt;in the studio was eugene, justin and i.. this time round we took the stairs down to 5th floor and stanley is on his phone. Upon seeing me walk down the stairs he scolded me wat am i doing here (becoz the car do not have enough seat, i followed back to studio earlier on which is not in my dream). So eugene took a cab i follow again in the car along with was stanley, justin, me, siyuan. ( yea u guys mux be wondering previously the car could accomdate so many ppl now cannot.. well i said the car interior was werid machiam elastic..haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to Int. a cottage-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ya a cottage with the woods burning in the fireplace.. -.- ) so we went in. the interior display has a long sofa both side was 2 rocking chair, floor carperted behind was the dinning area with a long wooden table (those like log table ) and woooden bench. so everyone sat down for a drink after rainer parked the car and came in. I can't really remember everone's sitting but i remember beside me was justin, beside justin was siyuan, infront of me was kath, beside kath on her left was ryce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't remeber the rest.. but wat i wan to say is i could remember wat everyone wore.. haha.. lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainer: Light Blue Tshirt with a kaki berms with white slipper&lt;br /&gt;Samson: The dark blue threadless Tshirt with long jeans, usual bag and canvas shoe&lt;br /&gt;Ryce: Maroon (orientaion camp t) and the brown three quards (oh the one she wore for P3photo shoot)and the white slipper&lt;br /&gt;Kat: red spagettie with ur gio jacket and jeans with ur black shoe&lt;br /&gt;Justin: orange, brown n white checked shirt with jeans n leather shoe&lt;br /&gt;Siyuan: blue threadless t and grey cargo with his nike shoe&lt;br /&gt;Xh: white spagettie and three quard jeans with slipper&lt;br /&gt;Abel: white t shirt with boardshort, flip flop and bag&lt;br /&gt;glenn: dark blue t shirt with jeans and guitar&lt;br /&gt;melissa: white blouse and long skirt jeans&lt;br /&gt;stanley: grey long shirt, black pants with leather shoe&lt;br /&gt;eugene: beanie, long sleeve kaki top with white bottom, bag and shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all this appear in my dream lo.. is like transiting from different area to time and places.. haha.. the most funny part muz be rainer is the one driving not mel.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun thinking how i could dream on all this.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-116514380277247872?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116514380277247872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=116514380277247872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116514380277247872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116514380277247872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-was-dream.html' title='It Was A Dream..'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-116473327123138843</id><published>2006-11-29T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:01:11.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BO CHAP</title><content type='html'>today i actually learn the ultimate bo chap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in when ppl dun evern give a damn to their life why do i bother to care for them.. one someone dun even know how to love himself i really feels he dun deserves ppl to love him back.. all hr does was bring dilemma to ppl.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i;ve learnt it n gonna practice it.. the ULTIMATE BO CHAP.. i'll say it onli once n thats it.. u wanna hear by all means.. it;s for ur own good.. u dun wanna hear dun expect to regret n say why i didn tell u.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya u may ask why am i so heartless n firece.. well.. when someone turns a deaf ear to wat u have said over n over again.. u'll ultimatley gets tired n wan ur life with out that particular person appearance.. well ya why keep a splinter in ur thumb when u noe it hurts like mad.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do understand why ppl gave up on this (turns a deaf ear)ppl.. coz they have learnt the bo chap attitude they pick up form them.. ya.. tat wpuld be a nice story to work on..WHEN U TURN A DEAF EAR.. dun blame why ppl bo chap u.. think did u turn a deaf ear to wat ppl tell u that is good for u.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhaah.. yea.. mind full of FYP aka major proj.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objective/ aim of this project:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this project i would like to test my skills in directing and also to showcase wha i've learnt in video editing as an editor.. (ya this is all i have for my LC.. GG!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Proj DEscription:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to test skills in directing as (to be cont.. on hp with Justin)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-116473327123138843?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116473327123138843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=116473327123138843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116473327123138843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116473327123138843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/bo-chap.html' title='BO CHAP'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-116463805654894905</id><published>2006-11-27T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:34:16.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I</title><content type='html'>Ya rite.. we shuldn't assume.. i should keep my promise when i say i'm not going means i'm not going.. or i have to report my every move siah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its all my fault.. SORRY.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder why.. i dun mind helping in arranging appoinment.. but that was jus last min.. am i suppose to do all the informing job.. i'm not angry but ya if i;m supose to inform.. let me know.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway.. i'm jus sorry ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dun wanna tok further more-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-116463805654894905?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116463805654894905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=116463805654894905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116463805654894905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116463805654894905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-think-i.html' title='I think I'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-116445061025521008</id><published>2006-11-25T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T18:30:10.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional</title><content type='html'>Haiz.. things around me as been going round n round non stop.. working freelance to have sufficient money for FYP althou my production is a simple one.. but that still requires money.. Jobs came lookin for me n tempt me to take on.. yea becaoz it;s yr end soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently thinking i sound a lot like a consultant.. help ppl solving prob n giving advise.. but whose there to listen to me siah.. and who really understands wat i'm thinking.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that ppl out there jus dun understand how fortunate they are to have someone loving them and caring for them.. pls who ever is reading pls look ard urself.. u don't wan to regret it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also dunno why recently my thinking is jus so weird.. have been pressing my own feelings a lot.. everytime when i feel better w/o thinking a particular thing or person.. the prob will slowly surface in front of me.. right smack in my face.. so much agony in there... i have to advice but could not put my own feelings in.. well.. jus feelin tired sometimes.. but still alrite.. i can still go on n i will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've fnal learnt how to let go n be grateful of wat i have n who i have with me.. be it friends, family, relatives or even colleagues.. Kinda feelin weird this few times when my mom pop to ask me if i'm seeing anyone.. haha.. well the ans is no.. jus becoz i start to make myself look better doesn't mean i'm seeing anyone.. so my ans to her is. NO.. n i'm not gonna see anyone.. haha.. she was pretty angry n say:" u wan to be left on shelf forever arh".. well.. if thats the case to be.. so be it.. i don't seems to be bother about this kind of thing anymore.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i'm leaving my FYP aside.. wait till the submission of learning contract the war shall begin.. no space to breathe.. lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Mina-san.. gambatte kudasai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-116445061025521008?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116445061025521008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=116445061025521008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116445061025521008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116445061025521008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/emotional.html' title='Emotional'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-116367199638287533</id><published>2006-11-16T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T18:13:16.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP</title><content type='html'>We are now into week 3 of FYP.. How did the 3 week pass i really dunnoe.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well seems like since the start of FYP I'm stuck with Ryce for almost all the consultation, which is pretty cool as we helped one another here n there but always ryce helped me more.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya as usual Alfie is always the one ppl hunting for. I've got Julian as my supervisor.. he's a funny guy with a lot of ideas to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gail gave me a lot of ideas for all i can say n alfie helped a lot in the thinking and visual communication part. Which is quite a nice combi of alfie's n gail's idea.. haha.. and sharon pointed out faults in my idea which kinda knock some sense into me.. Pretty cool. I've yet to see Julian this week.. OMG where is he.. Julian Julian Julian.. haha.. pardon my lameness.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya from the start till now i can really say tat i'm still on track.. i haven loose my momentem, i really cross my fingers n hope i won't get confused.. SIMPLE is the word.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things to bare in mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. do not take the TA as idiot.. they are smart..&lt;br /&gt;2. do not think you idea always works.. listen more&lt;br /&gt;3. hunt down every single person who u think can help u.. n every bit f the chance to dig ideas from lecturers.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok all the above is jus my stupid idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beginning , Middle and End.&lt;br /&gt;Act I, Act II, Act III&lt;br /&gt;Climax, Twist and Resolutions.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arhhh.. to much theory running thru my mind.. "Running in Slience" .. oops Ryce's Band Promo Singles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus hope that FYP gives everyone a good experience, dun put grades or trying to compete as priority. Think out of the box but not out of ya limits.. U are jus trying to kill yourself.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to work.. paper work, paper work.. interim interim.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-116367199638287533?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116367199638287533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=116367199638287533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116367199638287533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/116367199638287533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/fyp.html' title='FYP'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-115686737996862919</id><published>2006-08-29T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T19:25:18.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Production Fever Finally Over!!!!</title><content type='html'>Haha.. finally the production has come to an end and I think most of us will miss the production badly. The times when we order each other around, times when we listen to ppl's command, times when we quarreled, times we felt unappreciated, times of arguments, times we dislike this or that person's action, times of miscommunication, times of frustration. But ULTIMATELY we are still one big family. A big family that will go through the thick n thin to complete this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy moment comes and goes. Irritating business gets on the nerves. Joyous moment that we appreciate. Bad experience we clean forgot. We share the happiness and joy, coz this is the only experience we will never forget when we leave school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. oh this my new pet. Name Summer the Penguine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9cGVuZ3Vpbi5zd2YmY2xyPTB4ZDhiYWU4JmNuPXN1bW1lciZhbj1jbGVhbHlhbg=="&gt;&lt;img src="http://petimage.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9cGVuZ3Vpbi5zd2YmY2xyPTB4ZDhiYWU4JmNuPXN1bW1lciZhbj1jbGVhbHlhbg==.png" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="my pet!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the new game i currently played for 2 days. Audition SEA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.auditionsea.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a try. it's simple la.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-115686737996862919?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115686737996862919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=115686737996862919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/115686737996862919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/115686737996862919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/production-fever-finally-over_29.html' title='Production Fever Finally Over!!!!'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-115514376879956437</id><published>2006-08-10T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T01:16:08.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Friends and Strangers</title><content type='html'>Hellooooooooooooooo people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To mah friends, sorrry too long never post liao.. super duper tuper busy this few months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to strangers reading help needed. if interested can contact me.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok really now my entire mind is occupied by project.. Project Pilot.. damn.. school thinks we are superheros and superheroine lo.. A 23mins short film in 8 weeks.. wah if we reallt can do a good job outside whole will be peanuts to us man.. miuahahah okkinda exaggerated.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i am the casting manager i have to search for talents, people, cast, auditionees.. wat ever it is called. ok now i need to get 12 cast by the end of 14th August which is next Tuesday. *Ringgggggggggg* alarm! alarm! alarm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- PEOPLE PAY ATTENTION-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below is a rough storyline for our project. people who fit the critera below &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE PLEASE contact me asap. Don't lose a chance on National TV&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rough Storyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Light Hearted comedy with interjections of animation sequences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing what superheroes do has always been Benjamin’s fantasy since he was a child. His fat best friend, Aloysius, has stuck by him ever since his delirious enthusiasm about superheroes began. Every scene you see Aloysius, he will be eating something, hence the nickname Pui Pui. As teenagers after their “O” levels, Benjamin’s mother sets her son up for a job interview because there’s so much free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin screws up the interview because he instinctively talks about his superhero mumbo jumbo. So they end up walking along the street, Benjamin complaining to Aloysius about how he’d rather be stopping crimes and saving people while Aloysius casually tries coax Benjamin out of wanting to be a superhero. Benjamin then spots a pirated VCD table. His imagination goes into superhero mode as he swiftly abandons Aloysius and attempts to apprehend them. This process will be in animation, in simplistic marvel style, where Benjamin becomes the superhero who combats the villans. He eventually gets beaten up because in reality, the vendors outnumber him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a void deck, Aloysius dresses Benjamin’s wounds from the beating. Benjamin notices at a playground nearby, a suspicious gangster-looking man takes a girl away. The girl appears to be resist a little and Benjamin gets the impression that a kidnap is taking place. Benjamin follows them and it turns into a mini chase scene. This portion will be in animation as well, in similar styles. It will end up as a spoof of the Yellow Ribbon Advertisement and the man is actually the girl’s father. Benjamin, having accused them and physically handling the man, apologises for his wrong doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin and Aloysius end up walking along the street again. Benjamin dejectedly confesses that Aloysius might have been right about not having superhero fantasies. Suddenly, an old woman asks Benjamin for directions of a HDB block. It was across the road so Benjamin brought the old lady across. He felt pretty good after that and he realises that being a superhero doesn’t require doing big things that are not within one’s reach. Doing little things count for a lot as well. The whole scene cross dissolves into an animation with Benjamin as a superhero helping an old lady across the road, while stopping cars in their tracks with an outstretched palm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criteria for cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. young Benjamin, nerdy look but witty, have the superhero comical style (Age 7 to 9, Chinese, Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. young Aloysuis, nerdy, overweight kid like eating, have the comical look (Age 7 to 9, Chinese, Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Adult Benjamin,nerdy look but witty, have the superhero comical style (Age 18 to 21, Chinese, Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Adult Aloysuis, nerdy, overweight kid like eating, have the comical look (Age 18 to 21, Chinese, Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 3 Ah beng, VCD seller ( Age 20 to 30, Chinese, Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. An old Ah Mah that &lt;strong&gt;looks&lt;/strong&gt; frail, white hair.(Age 60 - 70 Chinese, Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A bold little cute girl with long hair (Age 6 to 7, Chinese, Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wat ya waiting for it theres a chance on Naional TV. Talents welfare will be Wellllllllll taken care offf.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. thats about it.. my contacts email me first with your pics first and leave your number in your email.. last day of submission on Next Tuesday 14th August at 12 midnight... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contact: wei shan @ limweishan@gmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite got to siam alr.. see ya guys.. enjoy life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-115514376879956437?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115514376879956437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=115514376879956437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/115514376879956437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/115514376879956437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-friends-and-strangers.html' title='To Friends and Strangers'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-115087286423597342</id><published>2006-06-21T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T14:54:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>梦见葵（郑元畅）</title><content type='html'>可能是蔷薇之恋看太 多了，不知不觉的昨晚梦到了葵。那长长卷卷的头发，一脸酷 酷的表情嘴角还带点微笑。其实还蛮惊讶的，虽然说我是很喜欢郑元畅所饰演的葵啦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚睡得得别晚，什么时候梦境开始我也不知道，就是搭地铁要去上班啊！弟弟和我在同一间公司上班不过那天是弟弟第一天上班，所以就一起搭地铁去啊。可是因为人多所以就站在一旁，就在地铁到站时我看到了一个很熟悉的背影，也应为人很多也就不多加理会。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二天,就自己搭地铁啊!在车厢里突然就有人在我耳便‘喂’的一声。回过头来一看竟然是葵(郑元畅) ，可是也不知道是怎么了，就是好像认识了很久不知不觉就聊起天来。说也奇怪，感觉就是怪怪的。不管了啦就聊阿，聊聊可能他站就累了，没头没脑的他就蹲下来啊，我也不觉得什么就他蹲他得啊，我站我的咯。那就突然间一个女的就走过来，然后就坐在他面前，还靠在他胸前，就是男生蹲下膝盖就不像女生是合着得吗，就造成有一个空位让她坐咯。我和葵就莫名其妙不知那女的从哪里冒出来的。葵也就在这时凭命的像我打眼色，我也不知该怎么办情急之下就拉了葵的手然后就抱在一起咯。那一霎那就有一种莫名得幸福的感觉，感觉想被保护与怜惜。就不知为什么要抱在一起，就是不想让那女的有机可乘嘛。当那女的看到那一幕就暴跳如雷的大声说道：‘喂！你们怎么可以在大庭广众下这么做呢！’，说完后就气鼓鼓的下站。顿时觉得又好气又好笑，也不知觉的发现自己还抱着葵。当时正觉得尴尬马上把手收回，也就一路到站都没在说话了。那一路心一直跳得都没法停下，也觉得自己很不要脸。‘嗨’我就这样长长的叹了一气走了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;隔天，也真不巧的又碰到了葵， 想起昨天的尴尬我就没和他打招呼还凭命的避开他。在躲避的时候碰巧遇到了朋友，不知要说幸运还是倒霉，葵竟然发现了我。我想也是啦，像我长得这样又丑又胖又矮也很难不被发现啦。就在和朋友谈话中葵也走了过来，但他并没来和我打招呼，只是站在离我不远但稍微升手还是触摸的到的地方。当他在向我走过来时的眼神， 好像在怪我为什么不和他打招呼，似乎在怨我。过一会儿，回过生来却发现他在讲电话，我也继续的和朋友聊天。到朋友下站了他还在线上，我就看到有位便坐下了，不过时不时看一看他。直到还有几个站就要下站了就像说跟他说在见，便瞄了他一眼才发现他以放了电话正静静地坐在一&lt;br /&gt;旁，我便走过去啊，谁知他便站了起来像下一个车厢走去。 那因为愧疚每打招呼就像跟上去说声对不起，但我越向他走去他却凭命的往下走。然后就到站了，我想他应该还在生气吧。就静静的下车了，下车的人还蛮多的，我便跟着慢慢的走向电动扶梯。就正在我一脚要踏电动扶梯时，后面就有人很用力的从我的手肘往后来，还我擦点摔倒。还蛮生气的回头看原来是葵，我们两就愣在扶梯旁一会儿，当我过神来葵以把我拥入怀里了。我也不知发生了什么事，只是在被他我拥入怀里时说了声‘葵，对不起 ’。葵缓缓的说：‘你还真过分，不理我就算了连下车要说声对不起都没诚意，我跟你说刚才一直在讲电话是因为那些所谓的美女个个一直盯着我看，有的还来塔山，一气之下就讲起电话就没人敢来烦我了。你也真了不起的没发现我一直盯着你渴望你回头看我一下，救我一下，真可恶。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;静静我突然感到葵内心的寂寞，也不经的自责自己没留意到葵的感受。‘好啦，对不起吗。’‘对不起有用的话还要警察来干嘛！’‘哦，好啦工作快迟到了，哪我先走了。’回过生正要上电动扶梯时又被葵叫住，他缓缓的走过来亲了我一下然后微微的向我笑着挥挥手。我也不知如何是好也就挥挥手而已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了!也就到这里我也醒了，感觉着梦是有一点高不可攀可是我是真的梦见了葵吗。可能有人会说我骗人梦醒了那记得了那么多。我也一时说不上来，只是记得老师成经说过人在做梦时是用右脑逻辑思考，少数人会用左脑的创意思维来思考。可能是因为我念的是设计吧。其实在这梦境中我还清楚地记得每一段梦境的颜色呢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在醒来后我也不断的思考着，也想起了堇在蔷薇之恋里根百合说过梦和现实是相反的吧。也许我拥有了美梦但在现实我可没那福气拥有。也就是所谓的有得必有失。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-115087286423597342?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115087286423597342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=115087286423597342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/115087286423597342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/115087286423597342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='梦见葵（郑元畅）'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-115070808204235665</id><published>2006-06-19T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T17:08:02.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons</title><content type='html'>This is something i find it interesting and funny although it's all words only.. have fun reading it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON 1   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A junior manager, a senior manager and their boss are on their way to a meeting. On their way through a park, they come across a wonder lamp.They rub the lamp and a ghost appears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ghost says, "Normally, one is granted three wishes but as you are three, I will allow one wish each" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the eager senior manager shouted, "I want the first wish. I want to be in the Bahamas, on &lt;br /&gt;a fast boat and have no worries." Pfufffff, and he was gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the junior manager could not keep quiet and shouted "I want to be In Florida with beautiful girls, plenty of food and cocktails." Pfufffff, and he Was also gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss calmly said, "I want these two idiots back in the office after lunch at 12.35pm." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MORAL OF THE STORY IS: " ALWAYS ALLOW THE BOSSES TO SPEAK FIRST"* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON 2     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in front of a shredder with a piece of paper in his hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Listen," said the CEO, "this is a very sensitive and important document,and my secretary has left. Can you make this thing work?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Certainly," said the young executive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned the machine on, inserted the paper, and pressed the start button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excellent, excellent!" said the CEO as his paper disappeared inside the shredder machine. "I just need one copy." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LESSON II - NEVER, NEVER ASSUME THAT YOUR BOSS KNOWS EVERYTHING.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON 3   &lt;br /&gt;An American and a Japanese were sitting on the plane on the way to LA When the American turned to the Japanese and asked, "What kind of -ese are you?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese confused, replied, "Sorry but I don't understand what you mean." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American repeated, "What kind of -ese are you?" &lt;br /&gt;Again, the Japanese was confused over he question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American, now irritated, then yelled, "What kind of -ese are you . Are you a Chinese, Japanese, Vietnamese!, etc......???" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese then replied, "Oh, I am a Japanese." &lt;br /&gt;A while later the Japanese turned to the American and asked What kind Of 'key' was he. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;br /&gt;American, frustrated, yelled, "What do you mean what kind of -kee' am I ?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese said, "Are you a Yankee, donkee, or monkee?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LESSON III - NEVER INSULT ANYONE.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON 4     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were these 4 guys, a Russian, a German, an American and a French, who found &lt;br /&gt;this small genie bottle. When they rubbed the bottle, a genie appeared. Thankful that the 4 guys had released him out of the bottle, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Next to you all are 4 swimming pools, I will give each of you A wish. When you run towards the pool and jump, you shout what you want the pool of Water to become, then your wish will come true." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The French wanted to start. He ran towards the pool, jumped and shouted"WINE". The pool immediately changed into a pool of wine. The Frenchman was so Happy swimming and drinking from the pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is the Russian's turn, he did the same and shouted, "VODKA" and Immersed himself into a pool of vodka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The German was next and he jumped and shouted, "BEER". He was so Contented with his beer pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last is the American. He was running towards the pool when suddenly He steps on a banana peel. He slipped towards the pool and &lt;br /&gt;shouted, "SHIT!!!!!!!........." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LESSON IV - THINK TWICE BEFORE YOU SAY SOMETHING, BECAUSE SOMETIMES ACCIDENTS DO HAPPEN.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON 5   &lt;br /&gt;The organs of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who was In charge. Each organ took a turn to speak up: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain......... I should be in charge because I run all body functions. Blood........ I should be in charge because I circulate oxygen for the brain. Stomach... I should be in charge because I process food to the brain. Legs......... I should be in charge &lt;br /&gt;because I take the brain where it Wants to go. Eyes......... I should be in charge because I let the brain see where it's going. Asshole.....I should be in charge because I get rid of your waste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the other parts laughed so hard and this made the asshole very mad. To prove his point, the asshole immediately slammed tightly closed and Stayed that way for 6 days, refusing to rid the body of any waste whatsoever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - Brain got a terrible headache and cried out for relief Day 2 - Stomach got bloated and began to ache terribly Day 3 - Legs got cramps and became unstable Day 4 - Eyes became watery and vision became blurred Day 5 - Blood became toxic and poisoned the body Day 6 -The other organs agreed to let the asshole be in charge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MORAL OF THE STORY: NO MATTER WHO YOU ARE, OR HOW IMPORTANT YOU THINK  YOU ARE, YOU WILL FIND THAT IT IS ALWAYS THE ASSHOLE THAT IS IN CHARGE.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after reading all the Lessons, whats is the lesson you've learnt?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-115070808204235665?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115070808204235665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=115070808204235665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/115070808204235665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/115070808204235665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/06/lessons.html' title='Lessons'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-114597742946164290</id><published>2006-04-25T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:03:49.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys it's been a long long time since i last blog. Finally i have a litle bit of time to actually blog. Was having my Internship for the past two months. A lot of things had happened in the company which i don wish to mention again but ulimately i;ve gained a lot of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well NEXT!!! the school has started yesterday. there wasnt any school actually but i'm still feeling extremely exhausted. TOTAL KNOCK OUT! (TKO- qouted from Persis). I miss all my intern frens and some of the wonderful staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Madeline, HuiEn, Joyce and Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;I will come back once i have settle all my modules properly coz i'll be having a lot of free time here and there. haha.. Any way i've found another job selling bags and accessories from H.K, Taiwan, Thailand n etc. Can come visit me when u all go shopping at Bugis. It's located at Bugis Point - The Icon Building ( directly opp the breadtalk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying hard that this term will be a smooth sail term although we have all proceed into the block teaching which i feel it's kinda suckz. Able to see loop wholes here and there. Modules allocation to different block is different. Worst is i'm having marketing fo desingers with my 2nd part of my IMD P3.. sucks big time, gonna miss out stuff and the best thing is my week 6-9 and 10 to 13 is so bare!! freak.. i dunnoe what to do so might try my luck to change some modules to balance out everything nicely so i can oso have free time to freelance. MUhahah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had a long talk at TCC although the performance were very entertaining but when it comes to Moses tok ppl start to loose attention. perhaps its still too long anyway a normal human concentration won;t last more then 45 mins, so Moses! next time cant down more or split ur tok to parts lo.. easier for everyone. At least thats how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is consider the add drop week so those who have done their ad drop successfully they can consider the rest of the week a short break after SIP lo.. Kath, Tobing n Ing going back to Indo which i feel they really should esp tobing coz his dad had a fall recently so he;s gonna be a nice son to visit his parents. while kath n Ing return as their semester routine. Rainer's leaving tmr for a trip to Viet he;s all out to enjoy n play lo.. haha.. As for the rest of us, enjoy ur this few days break and dun forget there's a tok on thursday 9am!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well kinda moody today although i've seen everyone back in school and had went out with rice, rainer n other gang.. but still feel kida moody n i dunnoe where. Not feeling very well the whole afternoon till evening. i suppose i'm too tired or wat.. haiz.. well i'm glad that everyone's fine and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone, we are now in year 3 and it;s our final year. let;s all cherish the time together coz those guys gonna be in army very soon.And we have no idea whats goin to hapen next in our future. Had dinner with abel, hui, yuan, asto, michelle, justin, rainer, hsien hsien and jacky. had a lot of crap toking but mostly among them except me coz i'm not in the mood. abel raise the idea of having a chalet soon over week end, rice n i did think so but now school has started n due to block teaching our holis are all very different hence we will find a block where most of them are free n for those who has lesson we are very sorry that u all can go for lesson n come back we will still have those wonderful things we have done for the past 3 chalets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mina-san for this sem let;s all put on our best performance!! n Ganbatte kudasai-yo!!!... Jya neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-114597742946164290?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/114597742946164290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=114597742946164290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/114597742946164290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/114597742946164290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/04/finally.html' title='Finally!!'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-113999448078802926</id><published>2006-02-15T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T17:08:00.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Second Day of this Semester</title><content type='html'>hey hey... finally it's almost last day of this sem and SIP is coming soon.. happy that i manage to complete all my work on time. but i feel that it's not good enough.. well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus hope that after this sem everyone can relax abit b4 SIP.. enjoy everyone.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-113768536056889998</id><published>2006-01-19T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T22:48:23.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTENTMENT</title><content type='html'>Kind of find he below story interesting.. maybe u have heard it before but itS better to always feel contented n NO NOT TAKE PPL WHO CARES FOR U FOR GRANTED....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever, at any one time, had the feeling that life is bad, real bad, and you wish you were in another situation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find life make things difficult for you, work sucks, life sucks, everything seems to go wrong... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the following story... it may change your views about life: &lt;br /&gt;After a conversation with one of my friends, he told me &lt;br /&gt;despite taking 2 jobs, he brings back barely above 1K per month, he is happy as he is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how he can be as happy as he is considering he has to skimp his life with the low pay to support a pair of old parents, in-laws, a wife, 2 daughters and the many bills of a household. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained that it was through one incident that he saw in India ... that happened a few years ago when he was really feeling low and touring India after a major setback. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that right in front of his very eyes he saw an Indian mother chop off her child's right hand with a chopper. The helplessness in the mother's eyes, the scream of pain from the innocent 4-year-old child haunted him until today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may ask why did the mother do so; had the child been naughty, had the child's hand been infected?? No, it was done for two simple words- - -TO BEG! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desperate mother deliberately caused the child to be handicapped so that the child could go out to the streets to beg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken aback by the scene, he dropped a piece of bread he was eating half-way. And almost instantly, a flock 5 or 6 children swamped towards this small p! iece of bread which was covered with sand, robbing bits from one another. The natural reaction of hunger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stricken by the happenings, he instructed his guide to drive him to the nearest bakery. He arrived at two bakeries and bought every single loaf of bread he found in the bakeries. The owner was dumbfounded but willingly sold everything. He spent less than $100 to obtain about 400 loaves of bread (this is less than $0.25 per loaf) and spent another $100 to get daily necessities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off he went in the truck full of bread into the streets. As he distributed the bread and necessities to the children (mostly handicapped) and a few adults, he received cheers and bows from these unfortunate. For the first time in his life he wondered how people can give up their dignity for a loaf of bread which cost less than $0.25. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began to tell himself how fortunate he is. How fortunate he is to be able to have a complete body, have a job, have a family, have the chance to complain what food is nice and what isn't nice, have the chance to be clothed, have the many things that these people in front of him are deprived of... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I begin to think and feel it too! Was my life really that bad? Perhaps... no, I should not feel bad at all... What about you? Maybe the next time you think you are, think about the child who lost one hand to beg on the streets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, it is the realization of how much you already have." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please send this message to those people who mean something to you, to those who have touched your life in one way or another, to those who make you smile when you really need it, to those that make you see the brighter side of things when you are really down, to those who you want to let them know that you appreciate their friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't, don't worry, nothing bad will happen to you, you will just miss out on the opportunity to brighten &lt;br /&gt;someone's day with this message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113768536056889998?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113768536056889998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113768536056889998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113768536056889998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113768536056889998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2006/01/contentment.html' title='CONTENTMENT'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-113466157448214302</id><published>2005-12-15T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T23:46:14.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast</title><content type='html'>alrite.. a quick post today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sharons vid pro today.. unlike the usual days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingrid was on an emo mode this morning.. so i suggested to accompany her to the reservoir but god noes who suggested goin to Mac for breakfast.. so in the end onli hans me n ingrid decide to go.. den Sharon overheard saying she wan to have Mac for breakfast.. okie.. so 4 of us went.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. it was hilarious to see sharon eat... make alot of noises of satisfaction.. lol.. yeah n she influenced ingrid to have her 2nd serving... cannot believe sharon can have a big breakfast meal n an extra hotcakes.. lol.. n the ingrid goes having her hotcakes n a saugage muffin.. lol.. hans n i was like.. OKIE.. u guys can really eat.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. its something that we dont do frequently.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so accompany kath to get her bank account set up.. den kinda pissed coz my doctor appointement is pushed to next week.. n i'm like gonna die soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling very uncomfortable the entire day.. not jus me.. ingrid kath n ryce is also the same.. we didn take anything simalar or anything wrong.. but the whole stomach feelings very uncomfortable n wanna puke.. *eyes roll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda fun today on the vid pro shooting with ingrid n kath.. interesting n fun.. had chris accompany us... hoho.. thanks arh.. lol.. at all about today.. came home n was dead beat.. gonna slp early today.. cannot be bothered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N i am dissapointed certain stuff i encounter.. haiz.. well... nvm la... wat its like i jus do wat i am suppose to do untimatley different ppl put their piroity differently.. cant stress on anyone to change their pirority..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negative mode 80%&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shan-&lt;br /&gt;sign off x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113466157448214302?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113466157448214302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113466157448214302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113466157448214302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113466157448214302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/12/breakfast.html' title='Breakfast'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-113413984992231408</id><published>2005-12-09T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T22:50:49.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIP????</title><content type='html'>k its been the second day after my interview with moving visuals.. the interview went very smoothly n Laura actually said she likes our P2 proj.. i'm like yea of coz but i don feel the credit at all.. i've asked adrian this questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: adrain, should i show our p2 for my interview?&lt;br /&gt;Adrain: yea.. why not?&lt;br /&gt;Me: but i don feel tats my work.. &lt;br /&gt;Me:i mean its a group work.. &lt;br /&gt;Me:how am i going to explain my job contribution towards the proj..&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: u did contribute in the production like location recce, logging.. this n that..&lt;br /&gt;Me: yea basically tell them i'm there to be a runner(thinking to myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final verdict.. depression!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, if by tmr Laura didn reply me i think i'm gonna go back to Flex Video.. which is oso good in a way coz i noe the boss n noe wat the company require me to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was consulting shirlyn the other day actually i was alr accepted by FLEX long ago.. but i feel like trying new place.. yea i shouldnt do tat la.. its bad.. but i wanna try la.. her ans was oso encourage me to try new place.. but moving visual hasnt reply.. maybe i shouldnt have too high hopes in it.. so i wun feel so bad if i didn get in.. well.. -imagination-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny thing is recently finding myself very annoying.. n i dunnoe why am i like tat.. kinda feel out of place here n there.. well i dunnoe wat has happen for me to think like this.. hiaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunt was asking me how to celebrate my bday.. mom n dad not keen to help.. hiaz.. dunnoe la.. den invitation oso dunnoe who to invite to prevent akwardness.. puzzled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afew FYP frens ask me for help.. which i'm happy tat they wan me to help.. but pls i dunnoe wanna to be make USE of!! hiaz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the onli thing to brighten me up is a reply from moving visuals.. but when the reply comes i will have another headache to reject another company.. argh!!.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;positive mode 10%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113413984992231408?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113413984992231408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113413984992231408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113413984992231408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113413984992231408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/12/sip.html' title='SIP????'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-113345271457001784</id><published>2005-12-01T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:58:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need more TIME!!!</title><content type='html'>arh ok damn stress afterhaving pcomdi this afternoon.. i'm like not even 1% of the checklist..OMG.. hiaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still haven got my SIP company which i feel even more stress.. arh.. have the urge to do my portfolio but when ever i turn on AE, PS and illustrator i dunnoe wat to do for it.. my ideas jus pop or hibernate.. arhh.. ya i noe ppl will den say write it down.. hah.. but i didn server me rite.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing of this week.. everyone jus busy wif work n SIP esp.. hiaz. well.. i dun mind any company but i dun wan to be alone in the company which i feel very weird esp when the entire company only has u alone as intern.. lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well basically when ever school starts evenone's like on war.. haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone got hooked onto the new bugs game.. lol.. which can be found on www.orisinal.com.. do try out the flash games.. they r easy n fun n cute.. haha.. k k tmr having whoile day lesson. gonna rest soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113345271457001784?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113345271457001784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113345271457001784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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video pro class today.. was out with CJ,Ingrid, Gillian n Kath to think of the ideas n concept.. after which b4 the lesson times up we r already dimiss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to had the equipment returned but the damn store actually was closed early.. damn it n it was closed early coz we r there 1 min b4 11 30.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k wasted the afternoon slacking n waiting for the SIP tok.. went out with ingrid n mehmeh to get my mask stuff den head back to school for SIP tok.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice sitting placeent of me with seks on the right n mud on the left.. whereby i'm almost got lamed to death by them.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamer No1&lt;br /&gt;Mud: eh, can we attached in MacDonald?&lt;br /&gt;Me:(knowing wat he's thinkin)mud, can i slap u up down left right? -.-|||&lt;br /&gt;Mud: Nooooooooo~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamer No2&lt;br /&gt;Seks: Eh those who went for china SIP shiok leh&lt;br /&gt;Me: (puzzled) huh.. y?&lt;br /&gt;Seks: coz if it happens to be on chinese new year we can get 15 days off..&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.-||| ya den u can fly back for chinese yr for 15 days&lt;br /&gt;Seks:(smile)&lt;br /&gt;Me: pls lo.. the school where got so stupid so let u go for 8 weeks SIP n give u 2weks off..-.-||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 lamest joke of the day.. n yea mud did n good deed again (wah so surprising) he helped justin to put his plates back afer eating.. k tats another lame one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically tday is the lamerest day of the week i think.. n i'm struggling wat to show desmond on thursday when my INMa poped up in my mind.. i guess i'll edit abit i show him.. n i heqard i cant put video onto my website coz it'll take forever to load. so i think to save troubole in loading e page.. i put the video seperately.. which mean i think i gonna have 2 portfolio.. 1 is plain visual another will be in motion.. lol.. k i need to brush up in my broadcasting.. which i feel i'm so noob.. lol. hhhaahha.. ya tmr have to chipong abit for vid edit la.. haha.. if not all going to crash tgether again. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well nothing much to bog about recently.. life jus as busy as ever n i'm sure its goin to be worse soon... prepare for the worst... best of all is to be happy go lucky.. lalaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113319381838642460?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113319381838642460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113319381838642460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113319381838642460'/><link rel='self' 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u can describe it out in words n put it into visual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty cool when i've completed.. i know i may not be the best but i'm satisfy with what i have done.. n i find writin script fun although i might not understand entirely what the lecturer has taught.. this made me do research more about what i should know inorder to complete my assignment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously to complete this assignment is pretty torturous when see everyone ard u is stressing like mad n u can still sit there n slack.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays weather was best to stay at home to sleep.. but everyone has to wake up for lesson and some ppl hated it to the core when they couldnt get slp but to go school for lesson.. hoho.. its been raining for more den 20 hours i guess.. i was so cold tat i dare not go shower til i feel the weather is slightly warmer.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"M HAPPY NOW COZ MY SCRIPT IS DONE.. MY FEAR IS AM I ON THE RIGHT TRACK.. I NEED SOME ENLIGHTENMENT!!!! OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. tmr weds n i have to prepare things for my artsapp n i have yet to pack anything.. hihohiho.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k jus a quick review for the pass week.. nothing much about last week jus tat feeling e pressure of getting the SIP company.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N i watched harry potter on monday night.. i wasn;t very sure about the movie.. so i have to go read up e damn book when god knows when i'm free to do so.. -.-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. sort of figure out where i am heading to and putting on to my best positive attitude.. so cross my fingers n make sure i don get cracked.. i'll be damn dissapointed wif myself.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to take my driving license.. arghh.. hihohiho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bag packing time-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113268144893320355?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113268144893320355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113268144893320355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113268144893320355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113268144893320355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/scriptwriting-fundamental_23.html' title='scriptwriting fundamental'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-113268142981924615</id><published>2005-11-23T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T01:43:49.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scriptwriting fundamental</title><content type='html'>arh... my scriptwriting.. okie i may not know if i'm doin the right way... but i feel that script writing really makes u think n visualize your work better.. especially when u can describe it out in words n put it into visual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty cool when i've completed.. i know i may not be the best but i'm satisfy with what i have done.. n i find writin script fun although i might not understand entirely what the lecturer has taught.. this made me do research more about what i should know inorder to complete my assignment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously to complete this assignment is pretty torturous when see everyone ard u is stressing like mad n u can still sit there n slack.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays weather was best to stay at home to sleep.. but everyone has to wake up for lesson and some ppl hated it to the core when they couldnt get slp but to go school for lesson.. hoho.. its been raining for more den 20 hours i guess.. i was so cold tat i dare not go shower til i feel the weather is slightly warmer.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"M HAPPY NOW COZ MY SCRIPT IS DONE.. MY FEAR IS AM I ON THE RIGHT TRACK.. I NEED SOME ENLIGHTENMENT!!!! OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. tmr weds n i have to prepare things for my artsapp n i have yet to pack anything.. hihohiho.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k jus a quick review for the pass week.. nothing much about last week jus tat feeling e pressure of getting the SIP company.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N i watched harry potter on monday night.. i wasn;t very sure about the movie.. so i have to go read up e damn book when god knows when i'm free to do so.. -.-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. sort of figure out where i am heading to and putting on to my best positive attitude.. so cross my fingers n make sure i don get cracked.. i'll be damn dissapointed wif myself.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to take my driving license.. arghh.. hihohiho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bag packing time-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113268142981924615?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113268142981924615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113268142981924615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113268142981924615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113268142981924615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/scriptwriting-fundamental.html' title='scriptwriting fundamental'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-113223166767443642</id><published>2005-11-17T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T20:47:47.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inviting List</title><content type='html'>1. 1st aunt&lt;br /&gt;2. 2nd aunt&lt;br /&gt;3. 4th uncle&lt;br /&gt;4. 5th uncle&lt;br /&gt;5. 13 cousin :- Da jie&lt;br /&gt;:- Er jie&lt;br /&gt;:- San jie&lt;br /&gt;:-Angeline&lt;br /&gt;:- Zhi qing&lt;br /&gt;:- Cai Luan&lt;br /&gt;:- Cai Qing&lt;br /&gt;:- Cai Hong&lt;br /&gt;:- Wei jie n 2 sis&lt;br /&gt;:- Mark&lt;br /&gt;:-Raymond&lt;br /&gt;6. Poly friends (Yr3) :- Yo yo&lt;br /&gt;:- Teng&lt;br /&gt;:- Chris&lt;br /&gt;:- Mel &amp; Jody&lt;br /&gt;:- Jolene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Poly Friends (Yr2) &lt;br /&gt;:- Kath &amp; Hans&lt;br /&gt;:- R &amp; R&lt;br /&gt;:- Joel&lt;br /&gt;:- gQ&lt;br /&gt;:-Mud&lt;br /&gt;:- Samson&lt;br /&gt;:- Justin&lt;br /&gt;:- Adrian&lt;br /&gt;:- Stanely&lt;br /&gt;:- Abel &amp; Xh&lt;br /&gt;:- Phil &amp; Alex&lt;br /&gt;:- Glenn&lt;br /&gt;:- Xing Jie &amp; Shu Hui&lt;br /&gt;:- Si Yuan&lt;br /&gt;8. Secondary school friends&lt;br /&gt;:-dora&lt;br /&gt;:-gillian&lt;br /&gt;:-shih hui&lt;br /&gt;:-xinying&lt;br /&gt;:-serene&lt;br /&gt;:-melvin(too bad la army on the exact date)&lt;br /&gt;:-LZ&lt;br /&gt;:-yiling&lt;br /&gt;:-evelyn&lt;br /&gt;:-musang&lt;br /&gt;:-david&lt;br /&gt;9. Others &lt;br /&gt;:- Astoria&lt;br /&gt;:- Janet&lt;br /&gt;:- Add on when i come across&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k gonna check out on the chalet this sunday .. so ya will give more details when i return.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113223166767443642?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113223166767443642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113223166767443642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113223166767443642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113223166767443642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/inviting-list.html' title='Inviting List'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-113223056645962139</id><published>2005-11-17T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T20:29:26.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd week of school</title><content type='html'>ok add drop has finish.. nothing can be change anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurgh.. nvm la.. do hold with it anyway.. try very hard to pay attention in class... n working very hard on searching for SIP company which i was so call rejected by one of the company.. well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work on my scriptwriting fundamental now.. headache.. but got some of my ideas out.. Audio-visual.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i finally noe wats a interstitial.. OMG its so simple n i've complicate mself like no bodies business... @_@|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house comp was down since last sat due to tyhe damn connection so cant do work at home have to stay in school late to do bits n pieces.. cries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some RESEARCH done.. goin home to piece them n DRAW them.. DRAW.. whens the last time i hold my pencil to draw???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterday had a very relaxing day coz bassfish jammed .. miss all their songs.. keke.. there was alot of pple yesterday.. 2 ppl had to squeeze onto 1 pathetic chair... haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weeks huge headache is to get my PCOMDI n SCRIPTWRITING FUND done..  when!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie enough of blabbering now!! need to get back on research.. hoho .. lame =.=|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign off&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113223056645962139?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113223056645962139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113223056645962139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113223056645962139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113223056645962139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/2nd-week-of-school.html' title='2nd week of school'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-113159483662214184</id><published>2005-11-10T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T11:53:56.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of School</title><content type='html'>it's almost a week of schoool but i'm still not satisfy with my timetable. seriously cant concentrate on certain lecturer''s lesson. can i complain.. Arghh... pay school fee for this kind of stupid agony n on add drop they say it wun entertain chage of class.. whereas i see ppl changing class happily.. WTH.. if i cant do well or perform well, wat am i suppose to do.. wat if i fail.. ya the school will be more den happy to get another sems school fee.. tats y they keep certain lect where they cant help student at all, but giving headache upon headaches form other modules.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was having the lesson of the lect i dislike.. for the first 30 mins i feel like standing up n jus walk out of the class.. coz it bored me to death.. n i'm trying my very best to keep myself awake n listen.. but the my soul n heart jus cant tolerate her teaching.. OMG can someone save me.. its like thursday already n today tommy isn't in school.. i cant look for him to even ask for a slight hope in changing my class.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from last night i notice there's changes in my time table&lt;br /&gt;monday: video pro&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: APEL n Art Appreciation&lt;br /&gt;wedesday: Art Appreciation n then SCRIPTWRITING FUNDAMENTALS&lt;br /&gt;thursday: vid editing n PComdi&lt;br /&gt;fri: sound design n broadcast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;herh... i;m wondering if i'm able to survive with so much work load n have to tolerate her teaching which i doubt i'll benefit at the end of the 14 weeks.. WELL I'M GOING TO STAY FOR ANOTHER SEM AND THATS WAT TP WOULD LIKE TO SEE..  crap.. &lt;br /&gt;hiaz.. as if my ranting will work.. but i cant jus keep it quiet if i have to place to vent my frustration..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah finish the ranting .. least look back for the pass few days.. monday very early in the morning.. 8 30am when the GO opens -rush to get add drop form n hand in- den slack in IMD lab with hans n kath n pray for the changes while another big grp of ppl went out to check out on some stuff about games.. tuesday i missed my apel coz i stayed at home studying for my damn exam n went to school for a apthetic 1 hour for a boring Artapp lectuer.. at least later b4 i left home saw yoyo n mel.. so go for hair cut at agnes place which i fell aslp at her sofa while waiting for the other two to dye their hair.. haha.. i was tired la.. really.. wednesday i thought will be a happy occasion to celebrate gQ bday but i got it screwed up.. making ppl angry.. kath was upset n pissed for a monent, n ryce was angry n upset about the close down of broadcast design on monday.. ya i was a bit surprise that monday has broadcast coz from wat i noe i doubt april has time to hold another class.. den later i heard its tommy who request an adjuct lec to come in n teach.. but the request was denied from moses.. why cant he jus be kind n fork out some money for ppl who r desperate for the module.. for me i took broadcast as i feel that it would aid me in SIP.. if i can think like tat i feel that e rest will feel like wise.. pls don let us throw TP face during SIP coz when the bosses ask wat did u learn n all we can say was NOTHING!.. wow tat'll be great.. hhaahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n today is thurday n i'm happy to have sharon's lesson.. she's so cute.. haha.. today ryce, ingrid stan n the rest went to suntec for the design fest.. n onli a small amount of ppl r in school.. n great lucky i checked my tp mail last night if not i wun be able to noe tat i have pcomdi today.. n now its 5 mins to 12 n i mus be goin.. blog more about it later on.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign off&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113159483662214184?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113159483662214184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113159483662214184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113159483662214184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113159483662214184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-week-of-school.html' title='First Week of School'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-113086402375587218</id><published>2005-11-02T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T00:53:45.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>alright i haven been blogging for a few days due to my heavy work load for the past few weeks. have been running here and there working busily like a bee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REcall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh i'm old, damn it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REcall....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! it was.... last wednesday if i'm not wrong. I was out with a cousin n a niece (Angeline n Ferlicia).. for don't know how many years n months after we said we want to go shoppin together. Finally, it came true although for jus a day we had a lot of fun already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposingly meeting angeline at 4pm, but due to her school project research i cant remember what time we actually met up woth each other. Before thaat i was wondering alone in Seiyu. At the facial n make-up department saw a lot of cool new things from japan and korea. Singaporean nowadays are rich to afford this imported goods, oh well, to be true they are really much better stuff from China and Taiwan (no offence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the shoes department as well, colourful shoes all over the racks. It's due to the coming festivals around the corner. i was a little abit fasinated by the sight, maybe becoz i haven been to shopping malls for a very long time (erm, am i sure?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally met up with angeline. But before that we had a little hide n seek. i was at the wallet shop walking out to the ticketing booth while she was at the Seiyu entrance. So she called me asking where am i n i'm asking where is she, till we saw each other face to face before hanging up the phone. Thats lame.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on shopping and chatting with her before ferli came to meet us. We persuaded her not to go back to work so she could come shopping with us. Finally, the three of us went to PS for dinner at ThaiExpress. around 8 ferli left to meet her BF while angeline and i walked to Orchard Far East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happily i bought a little handbag i longed for it. It's from tomato can, the embarassing thing was the boss was a enginer who design bags. Luckily i didn't tell him i'm from design schoool. phew!!&lt;br /&gt;The bags there are pretty unique, unlike those on the market which are all so similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Far East we came out n saw chinablack so happening. Thinking of going in but she has school tmr morning and i didn inform my mom. So both of us walk seprately to catch our bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REcall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i cant remember what happen on the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i could remember was serene gotten new goods which make me "hate" her. All my pay gonna go back to her pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; eh serene arh. Next time u don have to give us pay la.. all u have to do is let us choose ur  goods thats worth our pay la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serene:&lt;/span&gt; (puzzled) hahah.. ya lo ya lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serene N i:&lt;/span&gt; (lame n laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday at suntec pushcart was like market, our neighbour pushcart came over to look at the new stuff serene got it from bangkok. Making me so envy and wanted to get there asap with angeline. We planned to go bangkok the next holiday(saving sem for holi n driving liscence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soon my 21st bday coming. 11th January. But it will be held on the 7th but, i don't know how many days of the chalet is being booked. some of my aunt say its 3 days 2 night, some say its 5days from thursday to monday. HOW!! who shall i listen? untimately i'm not the one booking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's 5 days it'll be cool man. Can stay there for 5 long days. today mommy make me come out with the invitation list. there goesssssssss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 1st aunt&lt;br /&gt;2. 2nd aunt&lt;br /&gt;3. 4th uncle&lt;br /&gt;4. 5th uncle&lt;br /&gt;5. 13 cousin :- Da jie&lt;br /&gt;                    :- Er jie&lt;br /&gt;                    :- San jie&lt;br /&gt;                    :-Angeline&lt;br /&gt;                    :- Zhi qing&lt;br /&gt;                    :- Cai Luan&lt;br /&gt;                    :- Cai Qing&lt;br /&gt;                    :- Cai Hong&lt;br /&gt;                    :- Wei jie n 2 sis&lt;br /&gt;                    :- Mark&lt;br /&gt;                    :-Steven&lt;br /&gt;6. Poly friends (Yr3) :- Yo yo&lt;br /&gt;                                     :- Teng&lt;br /&gt;                                     :- Chris&lt;br /&gt;                                     :- Mel &amp; Jody&lt;br /&gt;                                     :- Jolene&lt;br /&gt;7. Poly Friends (Yr2) :- Kath &amp; Hans&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- R &amp; R&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- Joel&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- gQ&lt;br /&gt;                                      :-Mud&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- Samson&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- Justin&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- Adrian&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- Stanely&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- Abel &amp; Xh&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- Phil &amp; Alex&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- Glenn&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- Xing Jie &amp; Shu Hui&lt;br /&gt;                                      :- Si Yuan&lt;br /&gt;                                      :-  n more cant rem so many names&lt;br /&gt;8. Others :- Astoria&lt;br /&gt;                  :- Janet&lt;br /&gt;                  :- Add on when i come across&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah i suppose over all i have about 50 peeps inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon i shall have my wish list . But before that have to thank my 2nd aunt for paying my chalet. Big Hug &amp; Thank U :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*angeline help me pass the msg ty*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wich List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spa package for at least 10 treatment&lt;br /&gt;Cash (is the best man)&lt;br /&gt;TomatoCan sling bag&lt;br /&gt;Zara blouse (long sleeved)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*see my wish so little* hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shanz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113086402375587218?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113086402375587218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113086402375587218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113086402375587218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113086402375587218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-113025519494903053</id><published>2005-10-25T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:46:34.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!!</title><content type='html'>haha.. its been like 2 weeks since my last post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya i was very veyr busy.. busy working n catching my sleep.. was holding afew jons in a row..&lt;br /&gt;1.Kumon tution centre (tue 4pm to 10pm n sat 9 30am to 1 pm)&lt;br /&gt;2.Felx Video Production (mon, tues n thurs 9am to 5pm *over run*)&lt;br /&gt;3. Suntec Pushcart (mon, wed n sun 11 30 to 4pm)&lt;br /&gt;4. Dragger for Bugis California Fitness (thurs 1pm to 5 pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh.. barely have any social life.. but i'm not as bad as kath.. she is full day for 2 solid weeks.. wah.. i surrender to her.. muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. toking about her.. sent her off at the airport this morning with her husband n the double R.. lol.. kinda lame for me coz i reach there merely 30mins n i head back home to continue my slp before my 4pm work.. haha.. but its ok to see a fren home.. Hope tat she bring me alot of the titbits .. muahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laptop has encounter prob again.. cant go online for e whole weeks.. coz my bro hasnet leave for taiwan training.. now tat he has left i can finally use the desktop.. but the prob isn;t solved.. my laptop still cant connect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn .. i'm damn bored man.. nothing to do except work.. n study ..arh i wish for school to start early.. but at e same time i oso don wan to go to school.. coz school means heavy workload.. bleah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have securred my SIP company alr.. although its small but its alrite la.. SIP only n its onli 2 months.. hope tat e time can pass smoothly.. sharon has also securred her SIP company alr.. but its a multimedia company.. Oh Well.. ahaha good for the both of us.. lalla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah out of a suddden thinking of the dragger job at califonia is really a good chance to earn money man..    $10 per hour n each ppl u drag to go for a stupid 20 mins tour u got an extra $5.. which is wow!!.. haha.. but school starting soon n i'm only able to work on week ends.. better den nothing la.. only tat 3 to 4 hours a day n can earn up to 60 over bucks.. rox!! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but work so many job my bank doesnt seems to have alot of money leh.. haha.. dunnoe where it has gone too liao.. hmm.. maybe its into the goverment pocket again.. stupid handphone bill.. -cries-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite.. damn bored go watch anime alr la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;shanz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-113025519494903053?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113025519494903053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=113025519494903053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113025519494903053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/113025519494903053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/10/back_25.html' title='Back!!'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-112884595809010436</id><published>2005-10-09T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T16:19:18.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Birthday</title><content type='html'>haven been bloggin the pass few days. Went to my cousin 21st birthday yesterday at her place(Bukit Timah), nice bus ride man.. take me freaking 2 hours to reach.. slept in the bus halfway thru, nicest thing is my mom n bro doesn't noe where to alight hence, i have to keep a look out making my slp so uncomfortable.. sianz 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally alight at the bus stop and have to walk all the way into the condo which is about 15 mins walk.. sianz 3/4. k nvm finally arrived at the function hall have to help her wif her decorations which is ermm.. hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea met up wif the rest of my relatives which is so happy n fun.. we have a few cliques ard.. the children clique, the teenage clique, the adult clique n the solo clique.. ahahah.. the children clique consis of kids ard Pri 4 n below whikle the teenage clique consist of age 19 n below.. its obvious i'm 10 which is not in the teeage category.. so i join in the adult.. its much more fun.. wif afew of my older cousins n aunts n unlce.. my mom n one of my aunt is the solo clique tat wonder ard solely.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea wonder how come i can clique wif the adults so well? puzzled.. every aunt n uncle saw my bday cousin n asked her.. "eh got bf anot?" den she'll say no.. den they'll target me as the next one askin do i have a boyfriend.. eh excuses me.. "NO".. n my cousins all don believe.. keep askin n askin.. from a joking manner to a serious manner.. till i cannot stand it n say.."seriously, i don have one.. wait for u to intro one lo.. " den cheekily he pointed himself.. eh excuses me u wan me to get killed by ur wife is it.. on the other hand surprisingly his wife say this to me.. "u wan arh, take lo.. ur taste got so bad meh" .. okie.. i was like ermm.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took lots of pics wif all my nieces n nephew.. especially Persias lo.. he's so cute n no matter who caryy him he'll smile n play wif.. he even wanted to try beer.. OMG he's not even 2. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;he find the can interesting i think.. DESIGN mah.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k all my cousin drive n they ain't suppose to drink.. so when my aunt bring down liquor n beer i purposely go over n say.. "eh, da jie bring balieys n beer down leh.. wanna drink anot..?" .. w/o sencond word tio kicked in e butt.. " driving how to drink" den i was saying"4 hours onli den can drive liao la.." hahha.. den seriously after i turn my back, back to the function room they started drinking.. wah n drink balieys some more.. ehh.. never call me lo.. but ya la.. yesterday didn drink wif them.. hahahah.. dunnoe why leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunt sally lost a braclet which cpst her near 500 bucks.. den i say we go look for it la.. she very siat saying no need la.. wats not urs is not urs la.. me: oh well .. oki.. hehe.. (thinking: wah of coz lo.. she;'s rice mah)... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was busy being waiteress yesterday from the bbq pit to the function room the to the tables to serve food n drinks.. wah.. n whole nite i was e onli one complaining i was so damn hot n sweaty.. haha.. of coz la.. i walk up n down to get them food.. der.. ahhahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone knew tat my bday was like 3 months away from my cousin... so they kept asking when am i holding my 21st bday.. which i think most prob is at Changi SAF chalet lo.. facing the sea.. double storey as well.. haha.. aunt sally so funny asking wether i noe how to play mahjong anot.. i was like er.. shhh i noe but dun let my mom noe .. haha.. den she so happy got extra peep play wif her.. wahh.. i noe money la.. don wan.. continue asking me got mahjong during my chalet anot.. i say u wan arh.. can la..u all bring table n mahjong n play at e blacony.. haha. if not play on the beach.. have tiles n table n u all can start playing le.. hohoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could play.. but i noe i cant play infront of my parents.. i don wanto die on my bday.. haha.. actually not holding on my bday la.. its gonna holg on the 7th of Jan most prob.. which is a saturday.. meaning fri to sunday 3days 2nites..  n we were toking about who's bday was on january.. turn out alot peep bday was on january.. 2 cousin, 1 niece, me, my dad, kath and one more which i cant rem.. haha.. so i said everyone sponsor all celeb together la.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. tats about the bday yesterday.. my bro wun be wif me when i'm celebratin my bday coz he'll be in taiwan training..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-112884595809010436?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112884595809010436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=112884595809010436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112884595809010436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112884595809010436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/10/21st-birthday.html' title='21st Birthday'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-112859471650733431</id><published>2005-10-06T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T18:31:56.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>arh.. blog finally working normally alr.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k was away for chalet for 3 days 2 nite.. was as usually slack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st nite was pretty alrite coz we had our bbq.. yea the e food was better this time round.. haha save energy to prepare n get scoldin.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong, Gail n Ronald visited us for the chalet.. Yong's new hair cut was awesome, he look much younger.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was cooking this time round.. haha.. so fun n sorry for those who had to eat my 3/4 cooked chicken wings.. n samson was happily eating it.. so is Ingrid, meh meh n some others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the bbq we packed up and went back up to he chalet for mahjong.. haha... e tiles was so small... lol.. we continue slackin till ard 2am n went night walking along he beach.. stan, justin, siyuan, me, abel, xh chris and jacky went to the mangrove while rainer, ryce, glenn, mud, sam, andrew,gQ, seks n jared went to the swing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which we meet up the the others at the swing.. we slack till ard 4am n it stared pouring.. n we r trapped in one of the pavillion for more then 2 hours.. ard 5 plus mud, stan n justin went of to the 7/11 at elias mall.. after which adrian rushed to get his car.. about 10 mins later, abel, xh, me, chris n jacky went off in the rainer to rush back to the chalet for shower b4 eveyone gets back to fight for the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 2nd bridge, adrian called to drive us back on the way we saw andrew n get him to return wif us.. abel, xh, chris, jacky n andrew had to squeeze in the back sit where xh was sitting on abel, n jacky was sitting on chris.. haha.. it was pretty hilarious but i think we r all wet n tired to laugh.. drop them off n went to pick mud n justin back while cycle back to chalet.. was pretty worried for stan cycling in he rain up n down hill... ~phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was so tired n we waited for our turn to shower so b4 tat we had a few rounds of mahjong.. e whole morning was slacking all the while.. i went breakfast wif philo, siyuan, hans n kath at the mac.. den bought some food for alex, sam n rainer as well.. continue slacking till 2 plus for lunch, afterwhich i left to go home awhile n return back to chalet.. the whole chalet was so dark n those who stayed was playing n watching Fatel Frames.. lol..even ryce who don watch horror moive was watching.. lol.. e guys played while e rest watch .. till i cant take it n went to bed n took naps.. till this morning jus b4 we checked out they completed the game.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea so the chalet ended like this.. was a very slacking chalet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-112859471650733431?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112859471650733431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=112859471650733431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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was out today to suntec wif yo yo n sihui.. went to check out our jobs thingy.. hehe i'll be working at suntec from 12 to 30 Oct.. but not everyday la.. only monday, wednesday and sunday morning la... will be selling accessories like ear rings n bags lo... hehe.. able to give discount if u guys like it la.. hahah... it's rite infront of carrefour's entrance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went carrefour to get ingredients to make carborana.. but in the end i cant cook coz my bro wans me for him on wednesday when he return from camp.. lol.. okie.. tat means maybe i cant go NYDC with those peeps alr.. lol.. well i'll be of to chalet for the next 3 days.. back on thursday.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-112834508421530216?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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from hereen to far east n shop for awhile b4 heading back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n now i'm having my yogurt while blogging.. mommy bring it to my face n ask me to eat.. lol.. mom cooked curry mutton.. but i gave it a miss coz ppl buy me dinner so i go lo.. any way wasnt afer the diner anyway.. was becoz too long didn meet up wif janet k kinda miss her.. she's 2 years older den my mom n she's more like a fren den a mother la.. at least she thinks the same as we youngsters.. knowing wat we dislike.. really envy jasmine.. able to ave such nice mom who understand her.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe i shouldnt complain about my mom. but yeah jus abit of whining la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's counting down to chalet n was very excited about it.. i'm don have a slight excitment.. more like a routine thingy to have chalet.. yeah to go there n slack n relax.. haha... abel was tellin me he's coughin up 20 bucks to buy us dinner.. wah 20.. wat can 20 do. haha.. so i told him if my pay for this month was good i'll chip in wif him as well la..overall ryce did most of the planning coz i told her i don wish to plan.. from last time experience i don wan to get scolding n maje myslef busy in the kitchen n not enjoying myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoh.. intend to go clubbing on wed.. but see whos n wif it 1st la.. gill's of o the state.. adrian, asto.. hmmm.. abel say dun mind going.. but i doubt he'll leave XH down la.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie.. now 2 ppl know about my new blog alr.. yo yo n mud.. haha.. i wan to keep it low so not telling anyone unless they asked about it la.. maybe coz i wan it personal la.. read about mud's blog earlier on.. een he notice the love floating in the air.. kinda cant believe it ta a lot of peeps ard me r now in the lovey dovey honeymoon.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching vcd today n was kinda knock to sense tat..&lt;br /&gt;1.believe tat theres miracles rather den hopin for miracles coz when u believe miracles will arrived it really will.. but once u hope for it to come it'll never come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well e rest i cant rem.. wait till i rem den add it in.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. k nothing better to do now.. continue my vcd to get more life changing hints bah.. but i can say e show is lame.. but the language they uses is those very powerful language.. haha.. dunnoe how to explain la.. but yeah i love the language. hehe.. byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-112800772213782623?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112800772213782623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=112800772213782623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahha.. my blog machiam ncounter virus lo.. the damn space for me to blog went all the way to e bottom.. leaving the actual space for the entry wif onli navigation bars.. lol.. dunnoe wat happen sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;today was a long day.. i suppose woke up den rush for VC meeting.. n nice wilson hasn't yet send me the finiacial report.. jialiat.... haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had dinner wif si yuan at e coffeshop outside S11.. had chicken rice... den walked all e way to my work place n i was still early.. haha.. walkng is faster den waiting for buses.. lol.. i was walking 3/4 thru den all e buses arrive.. haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;start work from 5 30 to 10 30.. 5 hours str non stop..damn.. how on earth those kids can do so much work.. n i'm like marking their 2 weeks daily work.. which is almost 10 to 20 sheets per day.. pity those kids.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;kind of bored after tengs bday celebration... nothingmuch to do sia. rot at home watching vcd till i sian.. asking peep out all either not free, have to keep husband n wife accompany or simply wanna stay home play game.. sian arh... holis r so boring.. haiz.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hmm.. hiaz... coming to 2 am alr.. nothing much to do also.. go to bed liao.. haha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh forget to tok about a dream i had.. i was reading back a frens sms.. was missing those day we had together... wif all e fun n laughter n complains.. but something jus change till in this state we r like total strangers alr.. haiz.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;was reading those sms n tears jus rolled down w/o me noeing.. den soon i think i fell aslp.. into this dream which i cant really rem.. it was wif the particular fren where we were back to we use to be.. where we had laughters n enjoyed one n others company... out of a sudden something happened.. but i cant rem wat is it.. den i started crying.. (it was in my dream, when i cried).. i woke up walkin to e toilet in the morning to my surprise my mom was asking me why am i crying in my slp.. i was shocked n tried to recall the part which i cried.. but i think my mind jus choose to delete that unhappy moment.. leaving me only the happy moment wif him.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i would very like to noe wat had happened tat coz my tears... n to my horror was my mom was taken aback of me crying in my dream coz she noes i tok in my slp.. lol.. i think e next thing is slp walking soon.. erghmm.. better not.. haha.. k k sign og alr.. nites&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-shanz-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-112793028025558634?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112793028025558634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=112793028025558634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112793028025558634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112793028025558634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/09/hahha.html' title=''/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-112776288620257501</id><published>2005-09-27T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T03:28:06.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Sep.. teng's bday</title><content type='html'>okie.. let count backwards.. ahahah.. (clock hand spinning backwards to 11 30 am on 26 Sep, Monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. woke up at 11 30 sharp, wash up n shower n call yo yo.. NO PICK UP.. alamak.. muz be still slping.. jialiat meeting at 1pm lo.. Mel call urgently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mel&lt;/strong&gt;: eh weishan, did u call yo yo anot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: ya i did.. but no pick up leh.. maybe shoering la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mel&lt;/strong&gt;: really anot? i scraed she still sleeping leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: dun worry la.. i think she's up alr but showering la.. Jolene suppose to call her up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mel&lt;/strong&gt;:huh? really arh... coz i ask her wake up le call me leh.. but she didn leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mel&lt;/strong&gt;: k k la.. when she call u ask her to call me okie.. or u all sharing cab come lon pang me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: orh orh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation end no more den 20 secs.. hahha continue wif my dressing up..bleah bleah bleah.. at 12 40 call yo yo again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yeah wah u still at home doin wat?&lt;br /&gt;Yoyo: me very busy la.. so many ppl call me i hardly can do anything..&lt;br /&gt;Me:haha&lt;br /&gt;Yoyo: i now changing leh den leave home..&lt;br /&gt;Me:arh okie.. den i leave house 1st.. i go bank..&lt;br /&gt;Yoyo: okie lo.. den u go get teng's cake as well lo..&lt;br /&gt;Me: arh.. wat type of cake?&lt;br /&gt;Yoyo: the Polar one.. at TM.. thos cute cute got cartoon character one..&lt;br /&gt;Me: arh.. =.= okie lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left house at 12 40pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet alvin at the busstop chat wif him thru e whole journey.. as usual.. he's so busy.. have to go school meeting.. den at nite 11 30 still got work.. wah.. Oh sh!t.. he ask me to help him get a indian female to help him work at marine hotel sellng ka cham pu teh for 2 hours lo.. freakk.. i cant find any.. alamak.. e pay very good lo.. $30 for 2 hours.. damn it i wan e job oso.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, went TM after banking in.. den saw Fred n fren at TM buying tix to movie.. Fred ask something very 'nice'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred: shan, eh u noe any nice resturant?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (puzzled) on second thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Me: arh u bringin ur gf there rite?&lt;br /&gt;Fred: (blush!) yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Me: wah very rich to bring girls to resturant hor.. wat about my pay?&lt;br /&gt;Fred: yeah e pay coming soon.. this one my mom pay for me one..&lt;br /&gt;Me: wah.. serious?&lt;br /&gt;Fred: yeah.. e money coming in next wk.. if not in next wk i oso die.. we having debreifing soon&lt;br /&gt;Me: (thinking OH great.. dang!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k went Polar to see e cake.. its sux.. decided not to get those cartoony cake.. went to four leave to get Chocolate Obesession.. all chocolate.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finially meet up wif yo yo is ard 1 40pm le lo.. damn hot la e weather.. waited for her like 20 mins at small mac.. stupid weather.. damn it.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k went to teng's place at her void deck sit there more den 30 mins happily waiting for jolene, mel n CHRIS to turn up.. damn chris.. i'm sure to kill him upside down one day.. make 4 ladies wait for him.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k plan is kinda stupid in a way.. jolene suppose to go 1st coz initially we ask her to ask teng out saying tat we cant help her celeb coz we all working.. so jolene went up den go in.. den we waited outside e door n wait for her to open e door as a surprise.. damn it.. she sees to noe it..haha.. i was thinking maybe its fluffy la.. she so clever .. ppl near e house she can smell le.. dogs is dogs la..hiaz.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k mel made us cabo again.. haha.. had mahjong from like 3 to 7 30.. n pathetically i won 5 bucks.. so many times i zi mo can win one.. but too bad no tai.. arghhh... today e lady luck is like on me lo.. hahha... so pathetic la.. hiaz.. finally cab down to cine's yuki yaki.. wah damn nice man e food.. n e fried ice cream.. e salmon was great man.. the salman cheese franks was delicious lo.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ice cream was nice oso.. we had so many flavours tat we dunnoe wat r we eating in the end.. haha.. 7 peeps had 12 cups of ice cream.. haha.. tats erhmm.. k no words can explain how full we r..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head str to party world at hello! sigtel.. sang from 11pm to 1 30 pm.. its so happening.. tat after the singing session we r still so high.. but too bad had to leave to go home la.. sianz a bit la.. cab back sharing cab wif chris n yoyo.. super ex lo.. hahah.. 24bucks worth of cab.. jialiat mah.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's total cost for me is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  $  2.90&lt;br /&gt;  $24.00&lt;br /&gt;+$  8.00&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;   $ 34.00&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha end of todays accounting.. hahahha... lame la.. n for heaven sake i have get the financial report for VC out yet.. its due on wed at 1 pm... n tmr i'm working.. gonna get myself killed by adrian.. OMG.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k k signing off to bed le.. damn tired n body is aching for last nite nite jogging.. arghhh.. hahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-112776288620257501?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112776288620257501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=112776288620257501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112776288620257501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112776288620257501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/09/27-sep-tengs-bday.html' title='27 Sep.. teng&apos;s bday'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-112764153445267109</id><published>2005-09-25T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T17:45:34.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday-- suppose to be in M'sia.. :(</title><content type='html'>yeah today am suppose to be in M'sia wif a lot of peeps lo.. hmm.. but due to teng has to help out wif her mom so we had to postpone to next week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be spending a lot next week.. have to go M'sia n have to pay for the chalet.. OMG.. broke!!.. ahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was suppose to do my asessment lo.. but turn out early in the morning my bro use the comp, watch the TV.. all sort of barang noise here n there which i cant really sit down to concentrate my workk.. bleah.. blame myself ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noone has yet to notice my new blog, which i feel it was great.. i can confess to my blog.. don have to tell anyone about it.. haha... its kool thou.. after started blogging again i'm feelin much lighter.. i'm in a world of myself tokin to my 'BLOG'.. jus like dat kind of feeling.. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite i think i wun be able to slp liao lo.. slept too much today.. was s,ping at 2 am this morning woke up at 11. 30am.. den went to bed again at 2 30 i suppose and slept for another 2 hours.. great.. although i slept so much but still feel tat i'm slpy.. guess its becoz i overslept too much.. too much CO2 inhaled.. jialiat.. wanna go for a jog but was damn lazy to jog alone.. hehehe.. lazy me.. perhaps i can save to get iPod nano den i can go jog wif it.. but its so damn ex.. i think i have to save for at least 5 months b4 i could save $438 to get a 4 gig nano.. hahah.. save save save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie.. bored n wanna play some game.. vooom~~ vanish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-112764153445267109?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112764153445267109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=112764153445267109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112764153445267109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112764153445267109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/09/sunday-suppose-to-be-in-msia.html' title='Sunday-- suppose to be in M&apos;sia.. :('/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-112758070402901705</id><published>2005-09-25T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T00:51:44.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong Day</title><content type='html'>oh well, today's another mahjong session.. lol.. i worn a lot in e beginning.. its after dinner i started loosing coz all my blood had rush to my stomach.. cant think.. n e weather is damn bloody hot for god sake.. damn it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimately i lost $1.60. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dinner was awesome.. me, teng, yo yo n xavier cook our own dinner .. haha.. we had carborana.. its so delicious lo.. but oso very very filling.. we all starve ourselves on playing mahjong then bloated ourselves wif carbo, mash potatoes, cheese franks and ice jelly.. wahh.. was super bloated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue e gamea fter dinner.. wah.. it feel really bad to continue playing aftera heavy dinner.. oh man.. but had great fun today.. was teasing xavier all the way n he had no reaction.. a damn funny guy.. Happy Belated Birthday Xiaver!!!.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh... tmr gonna be my working day.. working for my assessments.. hoho.. k time to sign off..Good Nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-112758070402901705?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112758070402901705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=112758070402901705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112758070402901705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112758070402901705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/09/mahjong-day.html' title='Mahjong Day'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042855.post-112749641379995798</id><published>2005-09-24T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T01:26:53.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Beginning</title><content type='html'>This is my new beggining in blogging. I've have not been bloging since about a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;Well things just change and i'm currently getting over soon. Really Over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well got my results this morning through the school sms service. I was pretty satisfied with my results thou, but still abit dissapointed with my language of film and Tv production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laofi      C+&lt;br /&gt;InMA    B+&lt;br /&gt;IMDP2 A&lt;br /&gt;AuPPr  B&lt;br /&gt;TVPro  C+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Like to thank yong for pushing me to get a B+ for my InMa, really grateful and thankful to have him as a lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Thank Alfie for teaching me so many things regarding the Languange in Film. Really made me think alot for my FYP. Maybe can start to collect idea's from people, experience so and so forth to build up my FYP research file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Like to hank sharon and gail for giving us ideas for our P2. And would like to thank especially adrian, i know that working with me had bring great headache to him and i know i don't deserve A for my P2. But would like to still say a big thank you to you although always got scolded from you.(sometimes you really sound like my father). You are a great friend in deed and also a good listener that always listen to me whine. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Would also like to thank those friends that also bring great disaster to my life in semester 3. I won't blame anyone for anything because i know there's always a beginning after every ending. Just hope that we'll look into friendship in another way. Thank You guys, you all have colored part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Like to thank Yo Yo, teng and chris especially. You guys are the ones that's always beside me when ever i'm feeling down. i know i've bring a lot trouble to you guys but still want to continue bothering you guys because i know you guys are always there for me. Friends Forever Dears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's whinning and complaining or excited about their result today. Well congrats to those who have done well and ganbatte to those who think they didn't do well this semester. Everyone's has his or her own limit, as long as you know you have reached your limit be pround of yourself. Like wise those who think that they could have done better, please work harder and all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers for this hurting semester,&lt;br /&gt;and hip hip hooray for the new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shanz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042855-112749641379995798?l=clealyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112749641379995798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17042855&amp;postID=112749641379995798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112749641379995798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042855/posts/default/112749641379995798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clealyan.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-beginning.html' title='The New Beginning'/><author><name>Cleaylan's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00444006314845179905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g5-x8N8FWI/STX_V68lJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/41d5uqSa7Ec/S220/wpvbrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
