<?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-4126853206451967979</id><updated>2012-01-24T10:56:14.086+08:00</updated><category term='Sarah Misses You (:'/><title type='text'>Bubbly-Sarah</title><subtitle type='html'>Personal Blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>275</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-360740584242701243</id><published>2012-01-23T08:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T10:55:07.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Revival: Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>It has been ages since i last posted in here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Chinese New Year once again! Woke up at 7.30am this morning. But was so tired till i snoozed my alarm thrice. Finally i woke at 8.10am. Hubby fetched me from my house at 8.45am. Went to his ah ma house, his ah yi house, and his er gu house yesterday. Tired max! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played "inbetween" and "21 points" at his er gu's house. Damn funny whenever i "cursed" his er shu to receive a double. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after dropping off his xiao gu and family at home. Wanted to sleep in the car but hubby drove at almost 200km/hr. And travelled from Yishun to Jurong in 10 minutes! Creepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.53am: Is hubby still sleeping? Spammed him lots of message and he didnt even check phone ): hope hubby isn't sick as he usually wakes at 9plus. Miss hubby many many lots lots! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-360740584242701243?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/360740584242701243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=360740584242701243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/360740584242701243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/360740584242701243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-revival-happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Blog Revival: Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-1537435646846309057</id><published>2011-05-15T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T12:47:48.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want the people surrounding me to be happy and free from worries and trouble. But it seems that the more i walk further into life, the more sadness i come to realise that these people are going through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I have an off day together with worm! Will be going to sing song today *hopefully at bugis* as i don't quite like going to kbox. But sometimes wonder why they don't update their bank of songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worm got me my first monthly present (March) on 13 May 2011! It's none other than my portable charger for my iphone. Wahaha! It's red and white in colour. 2 more prezzies to go. 1 for April and 1 for May. Now i can worry free when i go for my lessons (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went mustafa yesterday in search for indian spices yesterday. Walked many parts of the building and we only found powdered spices. We needed whole seeds. And finally we found a whole block of shelves selling these! That gave us a great sense of satisfaction. Went home after that and fell into a really deep sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo-hoo-hoo~! I want my monthly present! Especially for the month of May! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-1537435646846309057?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1537435646846309057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=1537435646846309057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1537435646846309057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1537435646846309057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-want-people-surrounding-me-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-8588604224464618374</id><published>2011-05-12T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:53:48.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am not going to sit or drive his Volvo anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-8588604224464618374?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8588604224464618374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=8588604224464618374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8588604224464618374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8588604224464618374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-not-going-to-sit-or-drive-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5706326875037955854</id><published>2011-04-09T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T17:58:07.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align= "justify"&gt;Just ended my lesson at Wilkie Edge.  Collected my course material for my bridging module, "Basic Accounting" just now. Due to the long queue, i was late for lesson for about 20 minutes. Upon reaching class, i guess i am left with no choice but to sit in the first row along with my other 3 classmates (who happened to sit together also in our previous lesson). I guess being in the front row is a pretty good choice. Firstly, clarity is non-comparable with sitting in other rows. Secondly, i won't be distracted so easily by the movements of other mates. Was very lethargic during the first half of my class. But turned out to be attentive after my long-awaited toilet break. The feeling of having to control your urine for embarressment of going to the toilet, bringing slight pain to your bladder and finally being able to release it in the rest room, is really something to relish! We finally had a question to discuss on, thereafter, i realised we (2 other guys &amp; i) realised that we were in the same study group! How coincident! Class ended at about 10 minutes earlier, much to the "gleefulness" of my other coursemates. This time round, i had to make my way out of town myself. Worm is not here to fetch me as he is working today. (while i m typing this sentence, light in mrt just turned off!) Plan to have dinner with worm at Sakae Sushi  in Jurong East (near chevron). Hopefully he ends his work soon so that i won't have to walk around for so long to wait for him). I am currently on my way over to Jurong East via the red line. And i just came across a thought of how i can blog without being disrupted by disturbances such as incoming sms etc. That is, to type my contents in the "notes" application of my iphone, thereafter, uploading it via "blog writer" once i have completed. Just passed Braddell station and it's raining  now (5.41pm). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worm told me earlier on that 小鸡  (small chick) met up with an accident in Malaysia and passed on. Quite a shocking and sad news to hear. But i guess that is the consequence that many fear for riding a motorcycle. Life can be really short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battery is left with 39%. I need a portable charger badly  Hope i receive from worm my monthly prezzie soon! Shall end here to save on the battery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5706326875037955854?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5706326875037955854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5706326875037955854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5706326875037955854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5706326875037955854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-ended-my-lesson-at-wilkie-edge.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-888354966743598545</id><published>2011-04-03T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T12:25:57.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align= "justify"&gt;Feels so disheartened now. Worm suddenly disappeared to don't-know-where. I cooked for him porridge for lunch, but guess he is asleep now. No matter how much i called or sms, there is still no reponse. This suspense is killing me. I don't even know which unit is he in, which means i only know what's the level. Hope he wakes up soon ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-888354966743598545?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/888354966743598545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=888354966743598545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/888354966743598545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/888354966743598545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2011/04/feels-so-disheartened-now_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-1568997604970862797</id><published>2011-04-02T15:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:02:45.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align= "justify"&gt;I caught another male cockroach yesterday. I placed with my existing pregnant one. The male one was so hungry till he kept eating the bread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Pandan Garden area to look at the house last night. Super cool! There is 2 doors to each unit. One in the kitchen and one at the usual place. And the floor area seems to be rather spacious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat porridge at Chinatown ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-1568997604970862797?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1568997604970862797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=1568997604970862797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1568997604970862797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1568997604970862797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-caught-another-male-cockroach.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-4323108086307628287</id><published>2011-04-01T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T21:23:17.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align= "justify"&gt;I saw something that I should not have. Suddenly in a very downcast mood. What should I do? There is absolutely no one whom I can talk to. And now forced to swallow my own fears. All you can do is keep asking me why am i in the bad of mood and why i kept showing you attitude. Have you ever understand how i felt? I wish i can just jump off the building or get knocked down by a car. All these just keeps happening repeatedly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-4323108086307628287?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4323108086307628287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=4323108086307628287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4323108086307628287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4323108086307628287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-saw-something-that-i-should-not-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5733946997404676234</id><published>2011-04-01T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T15:45:44.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align= "justify"&gt;i caught a pregnant german cockroach last night. I gave it tiny corner of a white bread and kept it in a small container. How many baby cockroaches will there be? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy a new rubber shoe from Sia Huat! I cant bear for my banana crocs to get soiled with oil, grease and other yucky stuff. When can i get a pair? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worm promised me on 29 March 2011, Tuesday that i will receive a present (can just be something lower cost as long as it's wrapped in pretty papers) once every month :D Let's see if he breaks his promise. *wahaha!* Oh ya! And he promised to let me fetch him to and from   OC in 3 months time! What more can u ask for with such a lovely worm on hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep a rabbit in worm's burrow when everything is settled! I want to rent a small tunnel too and make it into my "resort". *hohoho!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for all these to happen (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5733946997404676234?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5733946997404676234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5733946997404676234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5733946997404676234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5733946997404676234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-caught-pregnant-german-cockroach-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-7420719050803362837</id><published>2011-04-01T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T01:46:09.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes, i really take things for granted. Thinking back, where can i find such a nice boyfriend? Someone who will hear me make noise when i talk, beat me when i do something silly and ridiculous, hugs my head under his armpit, shows me imitation of my bunny teeth, follows me when i turn my head and walk away, hug me when i cry, and best of all, always make me feel like i am the only one for him!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-7420719050803362837?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7420719050803362837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=7420719050803362837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7420719050803362837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7420719050803362837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2011/04/sometimes-i-really-take-things-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-721304870486266790</id><published>2011-04-01T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T01:53:07.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many updates lately since my last post. Shall have a brief description the happenings before I go into anything further due to the lack of time.&lt;p&gt;1) &lt;u&gt;27 February 2011, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear's mama passed on in the early morning. Funeral wake was held at Blk 37 Sin Ming Drive #01-579 from 27/02/2011 to 01/03/2011 (3 days) Went through alot during these 3 days in the process of her funeral. Shall blog about the whole process when I have the time to.&lt;p&gt;2) &lt;u&gt;06 March 2011, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went on my very first cruise trip on the Superstar Virgo. It was so huge that it's like a resort on the water with so many activities and things to do onboard. Came back on the 09 March 2011, Wednesday. A total of 4 days and 3 nights. I even felt a "jet lag" when I came back to Singapore. The funny part was, I woke up in the middle of the night on my bed (1st night home), and I wondered "how come the ship is so still (no more vibrations from the engienes)?" and after about 3 minutes, I realised that I am back at home.&lt;p&gt;3) &lt;u&gt;13 March 2011, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bought my very first Sea Horse Brand Memory Pillow from Jurong Point. Cost me a fortune of $38.50. Felt highly uncomfortable on the first night of sleep due to the lack of "softness" but the feeling soon wear off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-721304870486266790?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/721304870486266790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=721304870486266790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/721304870486266790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/721304870486266790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2011/04/many-updates-lately-since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5957490878362160550</id><published>2011-02-17T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T17:09:24.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am going to make a pact with my dearest blog. That is, I will try to update almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about work recently. As usual, working here is a huge torment. Job's rather boring, everyday going through the same itsy bitsy routine. I don't mind if the routine occupies me the whole day, but basically, everything here just lacks of the jolt of enjoyment. Take for example a basic necessity in such an established company. The first thing that comes to mind for an accomplishment of successfully delivering 803 orders on the first day of Chinese New Year, would be our kind of system or how our whole process is being carried out. Much to everyone's surprise, the system here sucks like hell. The company might be able to savour it's success of it's glory this year, but, 1,000 (target for next year's CNY), that will just be another laughing stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, stock taking here is in a huge, glamourous mess! *thumbs up* Anything messy or not tended to, reason being so, "We are doing recovery after Chinese New Year". Bless us all. That's really a way to push things aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, quality control. There is a lack of consistency. Fried items are sometimes burnt, sometimes under cooked. Curry chicken far too oily. Within an hour, a layer of oil as thick as 2cm high glimmers at you and you will be mersmerized by it. Ok fine, if it's Chinese New Year, talk about us giving customers the best decorated Curry Chicken ever with it's glistening and bright cheerful red shawl. Vegetables, either too hard, too soft or too plain. And the worst thing that can happen to any food, the mushrooms that they included in the dishes still carries the taste of that brine that they were soaked in. Not any tinge of the gravy can be tasted. Every single ingredient in the dish stands out from the rest. Sum it all up, it seems to be the Mr Bean's way of drinking coffee, pouring hot water into his mouth, coffee powder, milk, gurgle the solution in his mouth, swallow and ta-dah! You have coffee coming your way. In our case, we have a can of mushrooms, carrots, gravy. vegetable and other ingredients all cooked seperately and only pieced together in the food tray like a jigsaw puzzle. If you can imagine, it would be like eating these things straight out from it's can. Eeeew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, we had clinch another record. So many complaints! With more orders comes more complaints. I don't see the point in improving in the number of buffet orders delivered but on the other hand, the quality drops. That's incredible. A little child would surely love it. Talk about a little game of see-saw. On one side, threshold of orders are getting higher, on the other side, reputation is being tarnished. Still calling itself Singapore's no. 1 caterer, it is not wrong technically. But is it something against our guilty consience that we should ponder on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These aside, let's talk about something more personal. In the joyous hours when I was still in the Sales Department, I was told that operations department would hold a better prospect. With more things to do and at least slightly higher responsibility. I eagerly requested for a transfer. But very much to my dismay, work load started to lighten itself. And everytime I asked for something more, it lost it's own weight. And right now, I have absolutely nothing to do. When requested in improving the system in this company, I was only thrown a question in my face squarely, "who are you to suggest anything?". Ok, working here for only a year plus, I hold absolutely nothing worth comparing to those old birds. But I was thinking, shouldn't new birds have fresher ideas when these old birds are already starting to grow moulds and age? Well, that's the whole point about uneducated people who will only be smoked and blinded by those more "educated", people from it's side-line (IT company). And recently, I hear the most hilarious thing ever. "Virus is nothing. As long as you have anti-virus installed, you can be worry-free about your computer network and internal information". I wonder if the higher positions know, IT keeps propelling itself forward, never once stopping to take a break, thus never stagnant. And to my horror, he actually believed in investing in anti-viruses without other means of backup. And another joke to add, he even invest in a rack with promises to be able to guard off fire. And guess what? it is just an ordinary black metal rack with it's sides left uncovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will stop here at the moment and continue later on. Goodbye! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5957490878362160550?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5957490878362160550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5957490878362160550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5957490878362160550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5957490878362160550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-going-to-make-pact-with-my-dearest.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-8874397163044166610</id><published>2011-01-20T08:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T17:21:04.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just went into app store &amp;amp; searched for blogging app for blogger and here i am using it. Not really user-friendly though. Text fonts are small, functions are simple and the list goes on. But who cares as long as i get my updates done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Work has been getting tougher &amp;amp; more hectic recently ever since i get transferred to the operations side. We don't get to sit in the office all day, unlike those in sales or admin department. Popping into the kitchen every now and then forms my routine. But i appreciate my current position more than before as it allows me to "see more things" and also move around instead of staying put at a single spot. Have already been in Neo Group Pte Ltd since 20 October 2009 till date. In other words, 15 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-8874397163044166610?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8874397163044166610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=8874397163044166610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8874397163044166610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8874397163044166610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2011/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-9174579252705072336</id><published>2010-09-13T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:36:33.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You don't seem to realise at all that these problems will surface sooner or later. Yes. You can tell me that one won't get everything that he wants in life. But for me to bear with all these and act as though nothing happened? No. I can't manage that. I've tried, I've failed and I've tried again. Things are just getting complicated and out of hand. I just wish things were simpler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-9174579252705072336?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/9174579252705072336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=9174579252705072336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/9174579252705072336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/9174579252705072336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-dont-seem-to-realise-at-all-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5803123222776826215</id><published>2010-09-11T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T17:36:48.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been so super long since I last updated. In Dear's office now while he is down at Kitchen. Won't be out with him today as I will be having dinner with my family. His plan for the night alone is to head over to Ngee Ann City to watch the Lion Dance Competition. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to Dear's mama house yesterday to pass her the box of 7th month items. She seems to be a very cheerful person to me. And she gave me a very comfortable feeling when I spoke to her (: Anyway, left for home after that. Dear intended to buy 11kg of long beans which he needed this morning from Sheng Shiong on the way home. But doubt they hold so much stock anyway when it's already at night.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Work has been hectic lately and I am reverting back to answering Tingkat Calls. *sighs* I sometimes wish the system which they currently hold can be improvised. Not that the current system doesn't work, but sometimes, efficiency and responsiblity of drivers should be enforced right at the beginning and not when negative things start to happen. Lately, more drivers are forgetting to bring along their plain rice for customers and thus, they have to detour to deliver them. But when we called them to inform them, they just asked us to handle ourselves (either we apologise to customers and ask them to cook their own rice or to arrange and send another driver down just to deliver rice). I would then be very furious and wonder what are all these drivers for. Can't they understand, how are these customers suppose to have their meals when they only have the dishes without rice. Heartless creeps! &gt;.&lt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Got to go soon and leave office for now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5803123222776826215?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5803123222776826215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5803123222776826215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5803123222776826215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5803123222776826215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-so-super-long-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-4406667965648919520</id><published>2010-08-16T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:36:49.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will soon give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-4406667965648919520?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4406667965648919520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=4406667965648919520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4406667965648919520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4406667965648919520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-will-soon-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-1464241275041443351</id><published>2010-08-13T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T20:49:55.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sighs. I am so bored and hungry! ): Waiting for Dear to end work now and I have absolutely nothing to do except to blog. I have already completed all my work le. So tired this few days. Literally bath and plop into my bed at once I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So feel like eating "shi lin" chicken, fresh oyster and black pepper steak now T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-1464241275041443351?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1464241275041443351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=1464241275041443351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1464241275041443351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1464241275041443351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/08/sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-3836403391206604919</id><published>2010-07-29T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T01:07:32.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;I can't fall asleep when you are out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;I can't concentrate on whatever I am doing knowing you are down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;It warms my heart just watching you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;I'm all gleeful messing up your hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;There are many reasons why you are on my mind, even till this hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;I'd yearn to have you back to your usual self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Back to being strong and unbeatable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;My life, in pieces, was just like a jigsaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;You were the glue, sticking these pieces together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;I wish I knew you well enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;to be able to cheer you up when you are down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;avoid doing things to make you frustrated and upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;I tried, but I failed to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;i'm sorry.&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/4126853206451967979-3836403391206604919?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3836403391206604919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=3836403391206604919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3836403391206604919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3836403391206604919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-cant-fall-asleep-when-you-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-2101018335444075402</id><published>2010-07-01T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:52:54.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been so hectic recently and going out to many places with Dear. I'm so super happy! (: But guess happiness runs out rather fast. Time wheezed by since 16th May and till now, I still think that there isn't enough time. Even 24 hours isn't sufficient. And what's worse? Having more jobscopes and lesser time spent available! But he has to do his job. Much unhappiness and upset but well, guess it's high time that I should grow up and think maturely. Time spent together is not all in life. Have been going out with him everyday for the past 1 month (except days whereby he had to stay back for meeting). Many of his actions warmed my heart (: Never did anyone make for me honey lemon when I am having a cold, and he made it twice :D I love lying on his shoulder while he is driving till I fall asleep soundly. Spending the whole evening with him just watching the waves makes me feel as though we are all alone in the vicinity. There are endless and indescribable       feelings to everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Shi Fu told me this recently that if I hit 200k sales in this coming lunar 7th month, I will get $500 commission. Well, how am I able to hit it? I have never "chiong" sales before. Have always been concentrating in my Tingkat and answering buffet calls occassionally. How am I competent enough to hit 200k? Damn! It's kind of far-fetched to me. But nevertheless, if I am really given that chance to answer buffet calls officially, I will definitely try my very best and not let my Shi Fu or Dear down. Being fully in sales has always been my motivation. But right up till now, I am still unsure as to why my director does not want to transfer me over to the sales department? In what way am I lacking in capabilities that others don't? He once said that I am too young when I first joined this company on 20th October last year. It's already the 7th month, yet I am still not given the chance. But I will still strive towards my goal no matter what. *sighs* I really hate it when those people thinks I am in another part of the building playing or taking a break. Do they even understand how much trouble all those drivers and kitchen people are giving me trouble? It's true that sometimes I do miss things out here and there. But I always receive complaints from customers on late delivery and food quality. Well, I don't understand all these comments on the food. I have even tried having the food at 10pm without reheating and it wasn't even the least bit spoilt. And having the food at 7pm? I'm sure it won't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, enough of work matters. Dear ordered 2 kites on Monday and went to collect it on Tuesday after Driver Meeting. Was pretty excited to fly it on Wednesday after work. But alas! It rained in the late afternoon and of course, the air was still. There wasn't any wind, don't even talk about enough wind to fly a kite. Damn! Was slightly disappointed. But great! I spent the rest of the next 1 hour sitting with Dear watching the waves and chatted (: But I was super tired and almost fell asleep while talking. I guess Dear noticed that my eyes were about to close and he initiated to go back to the car. Chatted awhile more before sending me back home. Up till now, there are so many things in common and our bluetooth is still working. Many times I did the wrong things and he ended up catching me in action. And much worse, we had eye contact. Here are a list of some occasions which left a deep impression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) I was at 10E spending my weekend doing logistics stuff secretly.He drove to 10E and caught me folding table skirting, asked me if I want to join him for dinner. As I didn't know him enough then and never spoke to him before, I declined and he drove off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) I was skinning and dicing sweet potato in the outside the kitchen when the lift door opened and he walked out of it. And at that moment, I was shocked to see him there and the chopper landed into my little finger. Luckily the chopper was not very sharp. If not I would have to bade my little finger farewell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) While I was following a driver for delivery on a Saturday, I alighted at a nearby bus-stop as I didn't want to appear in office grounds. I wasn't suppose to follow company drivers for delivery. In the end, Dear happened to walk towards his car and he spotted me no matter how much I tried to face the other way round in hope that he didn't notice that it was me. Got to know that he realized a few days later in msn when he told me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) Again, I was following another part-time driver out for delivery on a Saturday. His van was parked on a slope at the back gate near the rubbish bin. I was trying my very best to hide myself from all other people. And out of nowhere, I had this sudden fear in me and had this urgency to stick myself as close to the seat as possible as I had this feeling that Dear is nearing. And much to my expectation, I was right! But the shocking thing was that Dear happened to walk past the window. There was another van between us. But right at that moment he passed the window, he turned his head to face me and we had direct eye contact. And I will always remember the expression he had on his face. A forewarning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) Went for drinking with 2 other friends and we were at ground floor. While they both were deciding on where to head over to, I had nothing to do and listened to their conversation. Tried my very best to hide under the big umbrella. But there was something within me that told me to look up. And guess what? Dear was looking out of his window and at that moment, he saw me downstairs and yet again, we had eye contact. He shook his head and moved away from his window. I swear I never looked up at any of the windows before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) Went to work pretty early at 8.40am when my work started at only 10am. As I didn't want to spend time in office yet, I went downstairs to the container office to look for Annie to chat. It happened so that she was on morning half-day leave and I walked around. Mr Curry and a few others were inside another container peeling onions and skinning potatoes, so I went to join them. I hid myself and wasn't in a spot whereby anyone outside can see me even though I was just beside the opened door. But right at that moment. Something within me told me that Dear was nearing. And once again, when I look out slowly out of the door, he was just about to enter the container office and his hand was already on the door knob turning it. Instantaneously, he turned his head and our eyes were in contact. He gestured for me to get away from that place I was in, but I didn't listen to him. 2nd time, he came out of office to wash the coffee pot, I looked out again and he was at the door again. This time he struck a fierce look and immediately, I took off the pair of gloves I was wearing and followed him back to the container office. He lectured me for being there peeling the onions. After  apologising, I went back to my sit. But within 5 mins, he sms-ed me to go down again. This time, the lecture was even longer and those China workers who walked past even laughed at me for being caught and lectured by him. The scene was damn embarrassing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess so far, those mentioned above are the most memorable incident. I am not sure why either that we have this special connection. We have alot of interest alike and I feel totally secure in his presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay! My birthday is coming! Countdown (: And I have a twin in office. Our birthday falls on 2nd August! *wahaha* and we always address each other as twin. I will be turning 20 soon and there goes my teenager life. *sighs!* Going to be 21 years old next year. Will be updating my wishlist soon as there are different set of things that I want to achieve when I reach another stage in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear's having meeting today at OC and will be ending rather late. Might fall asleep before he ends meeting. Planned to go kite flying tomorrow but again, it might rain. And yippee! Will be out shopping on Saturday evening after his work. But high chance will be watching waves again. *wahaha!* It's getting late. Shall update soon when I have the time again. Goodnights all! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-2101018335444075402?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2101018335444075402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=2101018335444075402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2101018335444075402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2101018335444075402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/07/been-so-hectic-recently-and-going-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-6247380839984128708</id><published>2010-06-13T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T01:41:13.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Damn! I am so fucking pissed with this place now! Gets told off every now and then just because I didn't follow up with my girl's work. Sometimes, really feel a need to talk to someone. But due to recent happenings, I feel so forlorn in this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many of them tend to take things for granted. Take the following for example. Recently, we started taking in sushi orders. As the file for records was increasing in thickness, and there was a need in having a database for customer's details, they brought up the idea during meeting to have one. As usual, I have to do up such stuffs. It's not even in my jobscope in the first place. But that's not the most depressing matter to start with! They even started grumbling for things as stated in the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) Date doesn't appear as wanted. Eg. intended to key 01 June 2010 (as 01/06/2010), instead, it appeared as 06 January 2010 (06/01/2010).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Attempted as I might to explain to them how should they key the date in order for it to appear as intended. But they just rebutted me that this database is lousy, can't even key date properly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They should just type it as "1jun10" and bingo! 01/06/2010 will appear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) Not able to search through for customer's details by typing information like mobile number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They could have just keyed in "ctrl + F".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just bought a Sony Digital Camera today from Gain City! (: Super in love with it now. Kept sms-ing Dear to ask which brand of camera I should buy. And he said Sony is better as there is sweep panorama function. Wanted to buy the other T series, but it's higher priced. Therefore, ended up buying this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/TBPGISsjWZI/AAAAAAAABcg/TfXtczhKmBo/s1600/79330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/TBPGISsjWZI/AAAAAAAABcg/TfXtczhKmBo/s320/79330.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481943017199982994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-6247380839984128708?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6247380839984128708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=6247380839984128708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6247380839984128708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6247380839984128708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/06/damn-i-am-so-fucking-pissed-with-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/TBPGISsjWZI/AAAAAAAABcg/TfXtczhKmBo/s72-c/79330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-679763244206488799</id><published>2010-05-08T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:43:44.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yay! I am so in love with my netbook. Many people asked me why I did I buy a netbook instead of a notebook. But my answer is simple. That is, because I only need something small and handy. My usage is low, therefore, I only need a device whereby I can bring around, had mircosoft office, can surf the net and things like that. And someone taught me something that can save cost. *haha* I intended to sign up for mobile internet (the device which enables you to have internet access and looks very much like a thumbdrive). If not for this someone who told me that my handphone can also be used in such a way, I would have wasted extra money on signing up for the mobile internet plan. Right now, surfing the net is so convenient. I can even use it to watch streamed videos when I am out of house (: Super happy. And right now, my netbook is my companion.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many things happened recently. And I am grateful that I have known this someone who have been my listening ear all this while. He won't be seeing this page though. But there's many things that I have always wanted to say right from the beginning. But I have set my mind to let this thinking of mine rest as I know that there wouldn't be a good ending to it. Next in line is another close friend of mine, aka my new brother. He never fail to make my day when I am down. But sometimes, unwanted trouble would arise. Matters that happened recently taught me to be stronger, more decisive and of course, less gullible. Believing in others easily has always been my weakness. 2 phrase that was headed to me just this few days was "trust no one"and "my life, my choice". Which is highly true. And I only take into consideration since yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My life has been full of interesting incidents recently. But all in all, my life is always a &lt;p&gt;routine. Sleep, wake, work, eat, sleep. And nothing more. Drinking occasionally maybe. That's when I am down or I am bored to bits. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I feel like studying. But I am just so reluctant to register for the course. I wish someone can just help me register for the course and I will just pay and study. But... my parents are reluctant to do so ): *hahaha*&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I want it back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-679763244206488799?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/679763244206488799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=679763244206488799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/679763244206488799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/679763244206488799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/05/yay-i-am-so-in-love-with-my-netbook.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5190336115212920628</id><published>2010-04-25T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:51:58.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yay! I am so happy! Finally gotten my own netbook! Don't have to fight with my brother over the notebook bought when I was studying in polytechnic. Here is what I bought:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464069526589134514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/S9RGSNhh1rI/AAAAAAAABcQ/wIZVQah1bws/s320/samsung+N150.jpg" /&gt;Besides my new netbook, a netbook case, I also bought 2 tops, a adidas bag for my brother's birthday present, and my long-awaited adidas sports bra. hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Fuck! I am stressed to death! =/ How to survive through this ordeal. Heard many many advices from so many people, but still, I don't know what's within me that's actually stopping myself from moving away from all these. I don't know how long I will last this way. My tolerance limit might be here any moment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahh!! I feel so bottled up. And I feel like drinking like I used to. It seems like I will never get the chance ever again ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5190336115212920628?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5190336115212920628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5190336115212920628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5190336115212920628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5190336115212920628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/04/yay-i-am-so-happy-finally-gotten-my-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/S9RGSNhh1rI/AAAAAAAABcQ/wIZVQah1bws/s72-c/samsung+N150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-6315867603320979501</id><published>2010-04-17T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T14:25:17.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been so super long since I last posted in my blog ): And it's been such a hectic life for me ever since I started working in Neo Group. But working here is fun. Some people come and go frequently and there are many activities going on every month. Take for instance, the monthly sports night. It's quite interactive, except for the fact that we have to run ): Ahhh... I hate running. I would love to spar instead. For anyone reading this page, if you have events going on that needs buffet catering such as 21st Birthday, Baby Shower or functions, do check out with 2 websites. They are highly recommended! www.neogarden.com.sg or www.orangeclove.com.sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt loads while working in this company. Such as handling difficult customers, minimal political environment. Best of all, I get to interact with many people over phone! (: But I hate the fact that I am careless! I tried opening my eyes bigger but alas! There are still mistakes here and there without me noticing them. This place taught me to be more mature. Some people are great! But I realised some are out to hurt you. And with me being the youngest, I am bound to learn things the slowest and of course, have the least experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go out now. Will update more when I get back! (:&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/4126853206451967979-6315867603320979501?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6315867603320979501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=6315867603320979501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6315867603320979501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6315867603320979501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-so-super-long-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-6616965614145196593</id><published>2010-01-12T10:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T11:18:06.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just realised I haven't post my resolutions for 2010! *hahas* Let me do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions for 2010:&lt;br /&gt;1) Take my work seriously.&lt;br /&gt;2) Don't play around too much - Time to grow up&lt;br /&gt;3) Register for a Part-time Diploma Course&lt;br /&gt;4) Slim Down to 50KG - Almost impossible&lt;br /&gt;5) The list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been more than a year since I left studying in polytechnic. I miss my poly cliques. And it's been more than a year since I last met up with my TKD cliques too ): Well, haven't got the time for that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss eating steamboat with my brothers! ): I will still have to wait for another month at least before I can have my beloved crab again. One of them promised to treat me crab when I have fully recovered! :D I miss eating dumplings too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;吃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;螃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;蟹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I suddenly come to realise that he really cares alot for me. Right from the start when we first met, he has been trying to protect me all this while. But all I know, is to make him angry or disappointed in me. I used to trust others easily but not now. Somehow, that incident left a crater in me and it's there for good. I once felt my heart die. Like I'm being emotionless or cold-blooded. I used to breakdown when I get hurt. But right now, I am cold in my emotions. I don't even feel a damn tinge of sadness within me and my tears don't roll that easily.&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/4126853206451967979-6616965614145196593?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6616965614145196593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=6616965614145196593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6616965614145196593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6616965614145196593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-realised-i-havent-post-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-4301538460729961930</id><published>2010-01-10T12:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:29:13.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellos All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I last updated! I'm sure everyone misses me to the max! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so curious to see almost every website that I go to appear in Chinese text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm quite a grown up child now. Recent life has brought me back to reality and how cruel it can be. And how I have to strive much for the things I want badly. And how someone you can trust, stab you in your back and goes around telling everyone that he has stabbed you. Sometimes, it's weird. Coming to 20 this year and not knowing half the things that I am doing. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed to a new phone recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/S0lb3XlH97I/AAAAAAAABcI/rRVRKOlhKyA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424968232925132722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/S0lb3XlH97I/AAAAAAAABcI/rRVRKOlhKyA/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So unfortunate that there isn't other colours. But it's a good phone afterall (: Except that it keeps changes date by itself and my messages goes haywire! And the call history list is totally weird. Sound system's not really good also. Same goes for the camera. Only 3.2MP )): But on a brighter note, the phone's flat and light! Great for the pocket! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I so want to go China for holiday! I want to experience living there! Sighs. Must make it a point to go there by the end of the year. I want to go Genting too! T.T &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/S0lbqWRjGuI/AAAAAAAABcA/OBqeHD8Qduc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-4301538460729961930?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4301538460729961930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=4301538460729961930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4301538460729961930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4301538460729961930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2010/01/hellos-all-its-been-so-long-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/S0lb3XlH97I/AAAAAAAABcI/rRVRKOlhKyA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-4263971931380890203</id><published>2009-11-08T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:40:55.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had Mr Miao Hua's night training before heading out to East Coast Park with the ME Clique. Some people didn't turn up. People who turn up are: Me, Hui Feng, Wen Jie, Zi Wei, Wendy, Gavin, Ariif, Ken!! It's so super fun. Gavin only took a few photos. Some others are with Wendy. And yeah... I was the only girl who went. Jie Qi had something on so she could not turn up. Outing was fun! I learnt how to tie a hammock! Zi Wei brought a 2-men tent for us to place our belongings inside. We took a bus from the bus-stop outside VE to Wendy's house as he needs to take his belongings. Afterwhich, we walked all the way to East Coast Park. And the funniest part was that while walking, we started singing National Day theme songs and some other chinese songs all the way to our "destination". We then pitch the tent and lay out the greenish mat. All of us except Wendy changed our clothes in the tent, of course all at a different timing. The guys were damn evil! They "ran" away and hid behind a tree with a huge trunk. Can you imagine, the trunk can provide a wall for 6 guys? Zi Wei was hiding behind another tree. But Zi Wei gave away their positions in the end. Anyway, we saw a frog and it pee-ed! Walked over to MacDonalds' after that to buy our meal. We played some games after that. It was pretty hilarious especially when you get to see a different perspective of your colleague! (: We played another version of Truth and Dare and I almost had to kiss Ariif on the cheek. But Wendy helped me in the end :D Thanks Wendy! Time for some photos now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbEUu9H_FI/AAAAAAAABb4/WBesy_NK70U/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbEUu9H_FI/AAAAAAAABb4/WBesy_NK70U/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401720663558323282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hui Feng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbBcnQIxdI/AAAAAAAABaI/KIIL1xGPozY/s1600-h/14557_344919130064_697620064_9741486_3179348_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbBcnQIxdI/AAAAAAAABaI/KIIL1xGPozY/s400/14557_344919130064_697620064_9741486_3179348_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401717500394653138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ariif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbBcdSdLTI/AAAAAAAABaA/BrDCLv8F9P8/s1600-h/14557_344919125064_697620064_9741485_4608991_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbBcdSdLTI/AAAAAAAABaA/BrDCLv8F9P8/s400/14557_344919125064_697620064_9741485_4608991_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401717497720024370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbBcBWmsjI/AAAAAAAABZ4/T0HkyIkIz00/s1600-h/14557_344919115064_697620064_9741483_1639569_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbBcBWmsjI/AAAAAAAABZ4/T0HkyIkIz00/s400/14557_344919115064_697620064_9741483_1639569_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401717490221232690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half of myself, Wendy &amp;amp; Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbBb2g-plI/AAAAAAAABZw/I2xhO_IRiJ8/s1600-h/14557_344919110064_697620064_9741482_1623350_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbBb2g-plI/AAAAAAAABZw/I2xhO_IRiJ8/s400/14557_344919110064_697620064_9741482_1623350_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401717487311955538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zi Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbEUHIaXxI/AAAAAAAABbo/yy9k8i1KBHI/s1600-h/14557_344919300064_697620064_9741508_2693414_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbEUHIaXxI/AAAAAAAABbo/yy9k8i1KBHI/s400/14557_344919300064_697620064_9741508_2693414_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401720652868247314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbDMNuTRGI/AAAAAAAABbg/pbLZNw3Cnxg/s1600-h/14557_344919295064_697620064_9741507_2051223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbDMNuTRGI/AAAAAAAABbg/pbLZNw3Cnxg/s400/14557_344919295064_697620064_9741507_2051223_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401719417687196770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbDL2IjGBI/AAAAAAAABbY/9gOWFeiwxIg/s1600-h/14557_344919290064_697620064_9741506_4256003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbDL2IjGBI/AAAAAAAABbY/9gOWFeiwxIg/s400/14557_344919290064_697620064_9741506_4256003_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401719411354834962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbDLvU_0aI/AAAAAAAABbQ/o17FUn_N7LM/s1600-h/14557_344919285064_697620064_9741505_5010227_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbDLvU_0aI/AAAAAAAABbQ/o17FUn_N7LM/s400/14557_344919285064_697620064_9741505_5010227_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401719409528000930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbDLRXBk5I/AAAAAAAABbI/ggQTDXIhA1U/s1600-h/14557_344919270064_697620064_9741503_7139392_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbDLRXBk5I/AAAAAAAABbI/ggQTDXIhA1U/s400/14557_344919270064_697620064_9741503_7139392_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401719401483441042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Forfeit by Ariif: Squeeze into the phone booth, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbDLGAgvQI/AAAAAAAABbA/qaXOJC5feCs/s1600-h/14557_344919260064_697620064_9741502_7517864_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbBc8QNjeI/AAAAAAAABaQ/CIiEXtxAbxE/s400/14557_344919140064_697620064_9741487_6526737_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401717506032111074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little frog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbEUfFEkXI/AAAAAAAABbw/ZU_4F2WELcM/s1600-h/14557_344919315064_697620064_9741509_8245619_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbEUfFEkXI/AAAAAAAABbw/ZU_4F2WELcM/s400/14557_344919315064_697620064_9741509_8245619_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401720659296686450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had Cage soccer after that in Kallang with the rest of DHA people! It was super fun! I played defender for 2 straight hours! Soccer isn't as bad as I thought. And I got "Bullied by Mr Dewey!". He actually pushed me down when I almost kicked the ball away from the goalpost and when I fell, he lent a helping hand an said "Oh so poor thing". Even Wen Jie heard it too. Anyway, the most shocking thing is that, once I stepped out of the cage, Wen Jie told me this, "Sarah, you are not a lady". Some of them had breakfast at MacDonald's after that and we went back to office after that&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/4126853206451967979-4263971931380890203?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4263971931380890203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=4263971931380890203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4263971931380890203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4263971931380890203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/11/had-mr-miao-huas-night-training-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SvbEUu9H_FI/AAAAAAAABb4/WBesy_NK70U/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-736522689848258985</id><published>2009-10-22T22:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:54:30.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just saw something on Taboo (Channel 5) which is highly gross! I'm not trying to be a racist against religion, but whatever I saw was highly eerie and definately not the faint hearted. I went online to find some pictures to post here for a better explanation of whatever I saw. I almost puke watching this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have anyone of you heard of Crocodile Scarring? *View this video: http://video.nationalgeographic.com/video/player/places/regions-places/australia-and-oceania/newguinea-crocscars-pp.html*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;More about Crocodile scarring:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what a believer in Crocodile Scarring said, "In Papua New Guinea, scarification is usually related to initiation. In the middle Sepik region, it is believed that migrating ancestral crocodiles established human populations. During the wagan initiation ceremony which celebrates the return of the ancestral crocodile, young men from this region are initiated into manhood. The skin on the chest, back and buttocks of the initiate is cut with a bamboo sliver to test their physical strength and self-discipline. The scars, when healed, represent the teeth marks of the crocodile that has swallowed the initiates who are reborn as crocodile-men.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; The ceremonies and the initiation scars, or marks, were part of my induction into manhood and training in the ways of Sharmanic healing and medicine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SuBv7s2K0hI/AAAAAAAABZo/BU7B5EVv0nE/s1600-h/sepik_river_initiation_-_crocodile_scarification_1975,_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SuBv7s2K0hI/AAAAAAAABZo/BU7B5EVv0nE/s400/sepik_river_initiation_-_crocodile_scarification_1975,_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395435425031180818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SuBv7erFu8I/AAAAAAAABZg/rw5gNnTyTf4/s1600-h/preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SuBv7erFu8I/AAAAAAAABZg/rw5gNnTyTf4/s400/preview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395435421226613698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SuBv7NIHu_I/AAAAAAAABZY/dW6YCML1Y10/s1600-h/crocodile-people2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SuBv7NIHu_I/AAAAAAAABZY/dW6YCML1Y10/s400/crocodile-people2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395435416516541426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What do you think of it? You can go google more about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Work was getting better today. And slight quarrells arose among my colleagues. Quite scary as I don't see this for such a long time. I miss my clique in my "2nd home"! ): I'm going for training tomorrow after work and training on Saturday night! :D I'm feeling so super elated!!&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/4126853206451967979-736522689848258985?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/736522689848258985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=736522689848258985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/736522689848258985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/736522689848258985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-just-saw-something-on-taboo-channel-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SuBv7s2K0hI/AAAAAAAABZo/BU7B5EVv0nE/s72-c/sepik_river_initiation_-_crocodile_scarification_1975,_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-7198966779342249653</id><published>2009-10-20T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:21:21.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First day of work today! It bores me to death. Really. And people over there are majority Malaysians. I think only the girl sitting beside me and my sales director is local. They were all quite attitude at first. But I think it's due to the stress that they are getting from their customers. I wish I can be in the sales team. I might be able to create a higher turnover for the company. Then, I will be good in telemarketing! But sadly, I will be stuck to the admin team till my director sees potential in me. My admin includes a little of accounting. Frankly speaking, I'm burning my days away! I have to work every weekdays from 9am to 7pm, 2 Saturdays from 9am to 7pm and 2 Saturdays from 9am to 2pm. I will only be free on Sunday to go to my beloved company ): The thought of it just makes me tear. I only come to realise that the job is quite low paying when Zi Wei broke down the salary (per hour) for me to see. I didn't even realise it when Mr Hong Boon told me at first. But oh well. It's the only job that I can get nearest to home. Salary's $1,300. Am I underpaid? I'll have to spend my remaining time wisely. I'll make sure that I'll still be able to attend my BM's training on every Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoke to my BM yesterday and I found myself feeling quite disheartened. Reason being, I don't have anyone close enough to talk to about what is on my mind. And things just keep accumulating in me. It was great relief being able to share what I am thinking with someone finally. I guess sharing my problems with my BM afterall isn't as bad as what I thought. But I still can't manage to put what is going through in my mind, into words. He showed me something which really cheered me up. It made me felt that I am not the only one going through that path, and that there is a way out. But I must remain persistant, which I always do. I must overcome everything! I really don't want myself to end up the same way as some people around me do. I want to be stronger in my mindset, and not to let my weakness overcome my mind! I find talking to myself do help alot. Especially when I'm alone, I'm my own's best friend and someone I can confide in. I'll let my mind talk myself out of failure, away from those weaker minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've come to realise that I haven been thinking of 2 people. One of them has been in my mind for quite sometime now. I'm trying to force them out of my mind but they just keep drifting back soon again. Sarah! What're you thinking? You jolly well know that there is no good ending to this! But whenever I think of the unlikely ending, I will somehow feel floating away from the reality and imagining the impossibles. And it affects my mood. It really does. FOCUS!&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/4126853206451967979-7198966779342249653?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7198966779342249653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=7198966779342249653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7198966779342249653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7198966779342249653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-day-of-work-today-it-bores-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-567430765621917350</id><published>2009-10-18T17:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:45:28.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had outdoor training last night after we ended our activities at 10pm! Went with Mr Hong Boon and Wen Jie to Cineleisure. Wei Liang was there waiting for us. Found a place in KFC and sat there. Training was super duper fun, exciting and we broke our limitations! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;First round (1st part):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us have to get 10 names and contacts within 15 minutes. It will hell load of fun! Both Wen Jie and I tact-teamed (as usual)! Wei Liang did alone. Wen Jie and I nearly argued due to "snatching" of numbers. *hahas!* In the end, we exceeded the 15 minutes and came back to KFC only after Mr Hong Boon called us. We were suppose to have forfeits, but our dear BM gave us chance and we will have forfeits only if we can't manage to accomplish the 2nd part. We learnt how to build bond better with strangers enough for them to help us. And also, make us realise how strong our "want" is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;First round (2nd part):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Wen Jie and Wei Liang were to take photos with 5 different individual PRETTY girls! But mine was different. I have to take photos of 7 different places/things with the letter "s". We were given a time limit of 15 minutes and we were suppose to set our own timer. And for the first time, I have to do thing in Orchard on my own. And I totally felt like someone strange in a strange place. Everyone was staring at me at first. Firstly, I was alone without a bag or anything. Secondly, I was taking photos of silly things with the letter "s". Let my photos tell you their story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StroaEbRXNI/AAAAAAAABYA/SyV7TuXEseg/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StroaEbRXNI/AAAAAAAABYA/SyV7TuXEseg/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393879038291958994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;California Fitne&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Stroah0uX1I/AAAAAAAABYI/4cVDvvadClU/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Stroah0uX1I/AAAAAAAABYI/4cVDvvadClU/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0598.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393879046183346002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hokudo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StrpydiuYVI/AAAAAAAABZA/tvK0tZtiqjY/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StrpydiuYVI/AAAAAAAABZA/tvK0tZtiqjY/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393880556862595410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ingapore Post&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Strpx7t4GOI/AAAAAAAABY4/mh0z4V2ANlY/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Strpx7t4GOI/AAAAAAAABY4/mh0z4V2ANlY/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393880547782564066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Work&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; Access&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StrpxAugqWI/AAAAAAAABYw/ph2I9WlmHJc/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0604..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StrpxAugqWI/AAAAAAAABYw/ph2I9WlmHJc/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0604..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393880531947530594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Recycling Bin&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Strpwz7c3dI/AAAAAAAABYo/Xp_ZulC8bCU/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Strpwz7c3dI/AAAAAAAABYo/Xp_ZulC8bCU/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393880528512146898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Orchard &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hopping Centre&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StrocUo4g4I/AAAAAAAABYg/R4PfcvgSXZQ/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StrocUo4g4I/AAAAAAAABYg/R4PfcvgSXZQ/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0602.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393879077003756418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ingapore Visitors Centre&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Strob7Kh6HI/AAAAAAAABYY/4fQTaDuBN9c/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Strob7Kh6HI/AAAAAAAABYY/4fQTaDuBN9c/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393879070165559410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Animal Farm-Visitor&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; Centre&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Both Wen Jie and Wei Liang lost in this round! Firstly, those girls in their photos weren't pretty enough (not up to standard). Secondly, they came back late by 2 minutes! And they still can walk instead of run! I was the first to reach there and even had enough time to chat with Mr Hong Boon on the "training". Solution to Wei Liang and Wen Jie's "late-ness": They should set their timer to less than 15 minutes as they still have to consider the duration for walking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Round 2 (1st part):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Hong Boon led us on to the Arcade level (I forgot which level was that). Mr Hong Boon topped up Wen Jie's card and we played basketball shooting! Wen Jie and Wei Liang was in a team while Mr Hong Boon and I were in another. In the end, there wasn't any winner as the machine that Wei Liang and Wen Jie played with was faulty! Every ball that gets thrown through the hoop is considered 3 or 4 shots. And every single time the ball bounces off the hoop, it's considered 1 shot. So can you imagine how many shots they took? It was about 500++ just for the first round! Heavenly isn't it? *hahas* What we learnt? Don't think, just whack! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Round 2 (2nd part):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Crisis 4! I used to play this game with my brother. It's on of my favourites (: But my aiming skills went downhill. Was suppose to play with another person till the next area and we change players. I am not sure what we are suppose to learn for this part. But all I know is, I realised something. Worrying about what others feel or think won't lead you to success =/ That explains my "fast-dying-mode".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Round 2 (3rd part):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to level 8 to the K Pool and played the Photo Hunt there. Intended to play versus mode. Mr Hong Boon and I VS Wei Liang and Wen Jie. But in the end, due to my negligence, I wasted our chance. So ended up everyone played together. Point to learn, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOCUS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Round 3:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Pool! Ok. I suppose this isn't really part of the training. But oh well, we did learn something. Played rounds of pool. 10 Minutes for each round. I played with Wen Jie and Mr Hong Boon. Ranking goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;1st: Wen Jie/Mr Hong Boon&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Mr Hong Boon/Wen Jie&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Wei Liang&lt;br /&gt;4th: ME!&lt;br /&gt;Somethings happened during the game and it was ultimately hilarious till I can't control my pangs of laughter and ended up making my stomach muscles ache after that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a short debrief after the training, walked to the bus stop with Wei Liang and Wen Jie. Wei Liang's Night Rider (NR3) came first. My Night Rider took a longer time to come. I fell asleep without knowing till Wen Jie talked to me suddenly. I was so tired! Slept on the NR5 after that all the way till I reach my stop. I don't know why I can always sleep throughout my whole journey home and will wake up at my bus stop. So weird! Anyway, got locked out of house  by my mum till about 5 plus in the morning. Was so relieved to hear Mr Hong Boon's voice after I told him that I was locked out of house. Don't "anyhow" think arhs... Ok. Seriously, I can't stand being alone. Really. It drives me crazy. And I was totally alone then, with only my little buddies keeping me company. Wondering who my little buddies are? They have 4 legs, a tail that can drop, and goes click-click-click! YES! They are lizards. Ok. Back to the point. I was feeling them annoyed and irritated just because I am deprived of sleep and that I am alone and worst still, nothing to do. So I was so glad that there is a voice I could hear at that moment. And he told me this: "Beware of those lizards. Later they urinate into your ear and you will go deaf." I think there isn't such thing right? Anyway, was able to go back home finally! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weren't able to head back to office today as my mum don't allow me to do so )): Super sad!! I felt totally restless at home today. And I doubt I would be able to go office tomorrow too. What the hell T.T HELP HELP!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on a side note, Gavin showed me this thing that's outside office and I took a photo of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Strpy2KFhfI/AAAAAAAABZI/DBDu-j40mas/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Strpy2KFhfI/AAAAAAAABZI/DBDu-j40mas/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0595.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393880563470140914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes! Trust your eyes! It's half a millipede. And as I was always curious what's inside a millipede, Gavin picked it up with a tissue. It curled up immediately but I could still see what was inside. It looked like bits of soil in it. And this half a millipede was still crawling! Fantastic Mother Nature :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! Shall update again soon! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;PICTURE OF THE DAY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Str_hCQFvHI/AAAAAAAABZQ/OYZXOU6kDhM/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Str_hCQFvHI/AAAAAAAABZQ/OYZXOU6kDhM/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393904446734711922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-567430765621917350?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/567430765621917350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=567430765621917350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/567430765621917350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/567430765621917350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StroaEbRXNI/AAAAAAAABYA/SyV7TuXEseg/s72-c/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5703473641661819991</id><published>2009-10-16T09:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:57:54.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG! I'm suddenly known to Darren as his "Big Sister". Ok. I have a "Small Brother" now. *hahas*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seriously get on my nerves. I thought you might have change after 3 years. But till now, you are still the same. Someone who lives in his own little world. Come on! Open your eyes big and take a look at the surroundings around you. You totally shocked me by what you said. Fret not! I don't really even bother your decision. But to think those sentences can even escape from your mouth, you've just brought shame to yourself. You are just a ridicule that we really want to get rid of. How can there even be such a person on Earth! I pity your parents, really. Here's what you said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a part of the conversation-&lt;br /&gt;Me: So since you don't want to work, how will you be able to support yourself financially?&lt;br /&gt;You: I will just live off my parents, they told me they have enough money till I get a full time job after I complete my Degree.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But since you now know your mother has health related issues, don't you want to lighten her burden and fight for your own life? She has her own medical bills to pay, and you have 3 other siblings, 2 of which are still so young and needs more of the financial help.&lt;br /&gt;You: I don't care. My mother will give me money.&lt;br /&gt;Me: So since you cancelled your 2 appointments with your relatives, how are they going to get benefited in their health? You too know they have health conditions, and you can help them.&lt;br /&gt;You: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are only my relatives, just let them die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then what about your mother? You know our water can help her. Yet you are doing this to her! She has been the one bringing you up, giving you money to spend. You threw your temper at her because you don't know how to appreciate her! And now, you are trying to steal her life!&lt;br /&gt;You: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't care. She can just die. I don't bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok. Let's face the fact. True, one day, our parents have to leave us. But right now, there is something you can do about your life isn't it? You can always lighten their burden and earn your own income. What will happen when one day both your parents are gone and you have no one to rely on? And you have no work experience?&lt;br /&gt;You: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then I'll just perish and die lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-continues with conversation in a cold manner-&lt;br /&gt;You: So about the 4 cartons of water, is it submitted?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Irritated-but still controlling* Yes. It's been submitted.&lt;br /&gt;You: What the... I didn't create any account. How can the water be submitted?&lt;br /&gt;Me: We have our own ways. It might be submitted under me or my BM.&lt;br /&gt;You: *shocked* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You mean you won't even give me a chance if I choose to come back to this company?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;-Ends Conversation-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have never seen anyone so pathetic in life! So what even you have an A level Cert from ACJC? So what even if you get a placement in Uni? Come on! Singapore don't need such failures in life. People who are not able to leave their own shell ought to be outcast by common citizens. They don't even help themselves. Don't even talk about getting others to help them. "I want to improve the way I speak, have confidence, and be more sociable." You don't even blink when you told me those lies. You even cursed your mother to have shorter life. Talking to you makes my blood boil. I wanted so much to apologise to my BM as I asked him for help in helping me talk you around. I felt so guilty now as I have made his morning gone downhill. Get a grip of yourself! You think you own the world? Think again! You are neither good-looking nor acceptable in personality! And you don't even accept comments from others. Just wish you find a good hole to hide in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch some good horror movies so much to relieve the stress within me! Who's wants to watch with me? :D&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/4126853206451967979-5703473641661819991?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5703473641661819991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5703473641661819991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5703473641661819991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5703473641661819991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-im-suddenly-known-to-darren-as-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-2307543364668693640</id><published>2009-10-10T12:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T12:33:40.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates on some photos taken on Leaders Recognition Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIjXjtVsI/AAAAAAAABVo/gvMIYjUa9og/s1600-h/8316_314775855064_697620064_9273240_1760493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIjXjtVsI/AAAAAAAABVo/gvMIYjUa9og/s400/8316_314775855064_697620064_9273240_1760493_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390818157674714818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Whole DHA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIi7IVnWI/AAAAAAAABVg/5kCdLMQekek/s1600-h/8316_314775840064_697620064_9273239_7191043_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIi7IVnWI/AAAAAAAABVg/5kCdLMQekek/s400/8316_314775840064_697620064_9273239_7191043_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390818150043721058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Half A DHA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIukfYGzI/AAAAAAAABWY/k66TvqXi9IY/s1600-h/8316_314776210064_697620064_9273280_4127118_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIukfYGzI/AAAAAAAABWY/k66TvqXi9IY/s400/8316_314776210064_697620064_9273280_4127118_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390818350124768050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr Hong Boon's Group (1st shot!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd From Left: Mr Soon Hwee, Hui Feng, Wen Jie, Eugene, Jin Hong&lt;br /&gt;2nd From Left: Sarah (me), Cheryl, Kenneth, Jia Zheng&lt;br /&gt;1st: Mr Hong Boon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIuNnnFzI/AAAAAAAABWQ/CaUrai-7w_A/s1600-h/8316_314776205064_697620064_9273279_4815744_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIuNnnFzI/AAAAAAAABWQ/CaUrai-7w_A/s400/8316_314776205064_697620064_9273279_4815744_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390818343985289010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr Hong Boon's Group (2nd shot!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAItvpbkdI/AAAAAAAABWI/dYXcnDZfpyc/s1600-h/8316_314776190064_697620064_9273278_6361684_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAItvpbkdI/AAAAAAAABWI/dYXcnDZfpyc/s400/8316_314776190064_697620064_9273278_6361684_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390818335939858898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr Hong Boon's Group (3rd shot!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIkeREkWI/AAAAAAAABWA/7w2y-NlnZ8U/s1600-h/8316_314776175064_697620064_9273277_1927043_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIkeREkWI/AAAAAAAABWA/7w2y-NlnZ8U/s400/8316_314776175064_697620064_9273277_1927043_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390818176655462754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr Hong Boon's Group (4th shot!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIkJfB3RI/AAAAAAAABV4/yZovnsaSJWM/s1600-h/8316_314776170064_697620064_9273276_6270229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIkJfB3RI/AAAAAAAABV4/yZovnsaSJWM/s400/8316_314776170064_697620064_9273276_6270229_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390818171076861202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr Hong Boon's Group (5th shot!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIjjH5_NI/AAAAAAAABVw/qqWwVC3fAeE/s1600-h/8316_314775875064_697620064_9273242_6679762_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIjjH5_NI/AAAAAAAABVw/qqWwVC3fAeE/s400/8316_314775875064_697620064_9273242_6679762_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390818160779328722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rhino's Marketing Executives&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari, Wen Jie, Hui Feng, Zi Wei, Joyce, Gavin, Ken, Sarah &amp;amp; Cheryl (top)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StALPsGpIFI/AAAAAAAABWw/DkNPC_R6M4g/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StALPsGpIFI/AAAAAAAABWw/DkNPC_R6M4g/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390821118127448146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me, Ariff&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StALO954wyI/AAAAAAAABWo/lMBTnZhnOeg/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StALO954wyI/AAAAAAAABWo/lMBTnZhnOeg/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390821105725915938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me, Joyce&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StALOa9W6YI/AAAAAAAABWg/00bx3_ePrlY/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StALOa9W6YI/AAAAAAAABWg/00bx3_ePrlY/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390821096345233794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me, Joyce&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StALQKlknFI/AAAAAAAABW4/zE6OxtFVNM8/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StALQKlknFI/AAAAAAAABW4/zE6OxtFVNM8/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0590.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390821126310239314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cheryl, Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StANa7pcDjI/AAAAAAAABXA/sY6IiqxDVMk/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StANa7pcDjI/AAAAAAAABXA/sY6IiqxDVMk/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390823510301740594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cheryl, Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StANbyCWgYI/AAAAAAAABXQ/NFqIf-BLpSs/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StANbyCWgYI/AAAAAAAABXQ/NFqIf-BLpSs/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0594.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390823524901749122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me, Zi Wei&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StANbcdKE1I/AAAAAAAABXI/6esOUbzseAg/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StANbcdKE1I/AAAAAAAABXI/6esOUbzseAg/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390823519108600658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me, Zi Wei&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-2307543364668693640?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2307543364668693640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=2307543364668693640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2307543364668693640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2307543364668693640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/updates-on-some-photos-taken-on-leaders.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/StAIjXjtVsI/AAAAAAAABVo/gvMIYjUa9og/s72-c/8316_314775855064_697620064_9273240_1760493_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5312003720132724908</id><published>2009-10-06T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:40:41.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seem to be loosing sight of what I am targeting for. I also seem to lose focus on whatever that I want to achieve. How? =/ Didn't go back office today and I felt as though I have lost track of stuffs and lost my momentum. Oh man! I should have listened to my BM ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent almost the whole day going online today. MSN is getting more and more dangerous these days! There have been many weird guys adding me in msn and inviting me for a webcam session. What the hell! These guys should just rot off from this Earth. And to play safe, I turned my webcam away! Wahahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Subway work would be starting tomorrow at 9am. Have to report to work at around 8.45am. *sighs* Which means I have to wake up at 6am? T.T There goes my precious sleep. But that's the least that I can do to keep my dreams going (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played MapleSEA with Paul for about an hour. Oh my god. It's been ages since I last touched Maple. And I hate playing the MapleSEA. I prefer playing the private servers as it is more thrilling. Anyway, have been playing Cafe World and Roller Coaster Kingdom recently. It's fun! But abit bored after awhile. But the good thing is, I can see passive income for my Cafe World while I am offline. On another happy note, I made Hui Feng my waiter! *wahahas!* XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5312003720132724908?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5312003720132724908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5312003720132724908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5312003720132724908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5312003720132724908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-seem-to-be-loosing-sight-of-what-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-2159670228353454988</id><published>2009-10-04T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:26:26.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went for a meet-up session with Mr Glenn at 2pm today (: Had a talk with Mr Charles and headed home with Wei Liang and Hui Feng. It's been more than a week since I last saw Wei Liang. Shared with Hui Feng a 2 for $1.80 ice-cream and he kept complaining that I will get fat soon by eating it. He asked me to share with him the cost in the first place! Zzz! We even went to buy bread to eat. It has been some time since I last really laughed. Anyway, train-ed home after the bread session. Hui Feng got off at Tiong Bahru, Wei Liang at Jurong East and myself at... secret! *wahahas!* And here I am blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to talk more to myself mentally and always remember what I am here for! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss taking the Singapore Flyer Ride! Anyone wants to treat me there? :D&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/4126853206451967979-2159670228353454988?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2159670228353454988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=2159670228353454988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2159670228353454988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2159670228353454988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-for-meet-up-session-with-mr-glenn.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-2938148618971124058</id><published>2009-10-04T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T11:52:16.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate Hotmail! It has this limit of 300 emails that can be sent out per day. Oh my GOD! This is frustrating! Must create many more email accounts. Somehow, Yahoo mail does not work for me. My email says it's been sent out. But when I check my sentbox, it was totally empty! CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really bad and wasted day yesterday ): It's due to my lack of courage and laziness once again. I could have made calls instead of sms!! Had a talk with Darren yesterday and realised he wasn't as quiet as I thought he seemed to be. He talks &amp;amp; complains alot! *hahas* And he said that I am skinny! I felt as though I am on cloud9. And for goodness sake, someone kept saying I weigh 70kg! I don't weigh that much ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be going over to office later at 2pm for a meet up. When everything has ended, I will then meet Yu Xiang to pass him the toothpaste. And I am being labelled as the water-seller by his mother! =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It seems we always dream of each other at the same period of time. It's as you said, been 6 months since we last met. I've been wondering how have you been all this while. I was shocked to see you online the other day in the morning at about 3plus am. But it was kind of good feeling that we get to talk over msn again. But somehow, the way we talk over msn, aren't the way like it was before in the past. Hopefully we can get to build bond again? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-2938148618971124058?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2938148618971124058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=2938148618971124058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2938148618971124058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2938148618971124058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-hotmail-it-has-this-limit-of-300.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5264150767792136890</id><published>2009-10-03T03:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T08:28:16.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 18th Birthday Kenneth! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO KENNETH! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a rather eventful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had training for my part-time job at about 2pm to 6pm today. But it got extended till 6.30pm. Nearly rushed back to office before I came to know that my activities has been postponed to tomorrow. Had someone coming down at 9pm! Can you believe it, it's so late! And the funny thing is that only half of what I am suppose to do is completed. The other half will be completed tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone's activities, Kenneth, Hui Feng, Darren, Jia Zheng (i forgot his name!), Wen Jie, Mr Hong Boon and Mr Soon Hwee went to play basketball while Ms Ai Ping, Hwee Lin and I settled the "cake delivery". Sang Kenneth an English and Chinese version of the birthday song. While they were eating the cake, both Darren and I shot basketball! It's been a pretty long time since I last lay my hands on a basketball. Darren was super funny can. Each time I shoot in, he will say "Confirm you got practice one lor". I seriously didn't. Anyway, was great fun playing with Darren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a better day! Think positive! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsZTbtw-myI/AAAAAAAABVI/htQB01MYXvU/s1600-h/DSC00919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsZTbtw-myI/AAAAAAAABVI/htQB01MYXvU/s400/DSC00919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388085739801975586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Left to Right: Jia Zheng, Wen Jie, Hui Feng, Kenneth (in white), Mr Hong Boon (in black), Me, Hwee Lin, Mr Soon Hwee, Darren, Ms Ai Ping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsZTaz_jKwI/AAAAAAAABVA/o-6_sIkazgI/s1600-h/DSC00918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsZTaz_jKwI/AAAAAAAABVA/o-6_sIkazgI/s400/DSC00918.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388085724293835522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsZTaWX9wOI/AAAAAAAABU4/ardgW2HcPpE/s1600-h/DSC00916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsZTaWX9wOI/AAAAAAAABU4/ardgW2HcPpE/s400/DSC00916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388085716343177442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsZTZ1shTkI/AAAAAAAABUw/ojlHWpgbQ6I/s1600-h/DSC00915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsZTZ1shTkI/AAAAAAAABUw/ojlHWpgbQ6I/s400/DSC00915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388085707571023426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsZTZXKgGbI/AAAAAAAABUo/cV4qNpR2ASU/s1600-h/DSC00914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsZTZXKgGbI/AAAAAAAABUo/cV4qNpR2ASU/s400/DSC00914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388085699375274418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kenneth's Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsqOg79zh5I/AAAAAAAABVY/ZM20h7T6evA/s1600-h/DSC00912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsqOg79zh5I/AAAAAAAABVY/ZM20h7T6evA/s400/DSC00912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276600606099346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kenneth, Mr Soon Hwee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsqOgfAGh7I/AAAAAAAABVQ/_Z2Qm_TpLXk/s1600-h/DSC00913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsqOgfAGh7I/AAAAAAAABVQ/_Z2Qm_TpLXk/s400/DSC00913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276592831104946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kenneth &amp;amp; His Cake :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Each time I speak my heart out to you, it gives me such a relieved feeling. I really appreciate your help greatly. And I learnt: Someone with a feeling of want is always able to perservere on and push himself/herself to the limits! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4126853206451967979-5264150767792136890?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5264150767792136890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5264150767792136890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5264150767792136890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5264150767792136890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-18th-birthday-kenneth.html' title='Happy 18th Birthday Kenneth! (:'/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SsZTbtw-myI/AAAAAAAABVI/htQB01MYXvU/s72-c/DSC00919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-9219928794328385364</id><published>2009-09-27T15:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T16:51:51.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Been surfing online and I saw these few things that I want to buy :D&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt; A target to go for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8cd9HZgzI/AAAAAAAABTQ/Q0rwPVBbz4o/s1600-h/13826_bkhgd_a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8cd9HZgzI/AAAAAAAABTQ/Q0rwPVBbz4o/s400/13826_bkhgd_a0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386054980305781554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8ce70gN6I/AAAAAAAABTg/4QlQ8-3iAI0/s1600-h/q520_kha_a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8ce70gN6I/AAAAAAAABTg/4QlQ8-3iAI0/s400/q520_kha_a0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386054997137962914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8cebMpfpI/AAAAAAAABTY/-brd0HaHqXM/s1600-h/43641_b4kh_a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8cebMpfpI/AAAAAAAABTY/-brd0HaHqXM/s400/43641_b4kh_a0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386054988380864146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8eGJ0mfZI/AAAAAAAABTo/2PdzISSa5Oo/s1600-h/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8eGJ0mfZI/AAAAAAAABTo/2PdzISSa5Oo/s400/Presentation1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386056770422996370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many things have been happening recently and I guess i was on the nerves of some of my seniors &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8h6uDAsjI/AAAAAAAABT4/l-aYCwbcgUw/s1600-h/phobia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8h6uDAsjI/AAAAAAAABT4/l-aYCwbcgUw/s400/phobia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386060972035191346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8h6OVpu2I/AAAAAAAABTw/mX5yK9JZwi8/s1600-h/thirst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8h6OVpu2I/AAAAAAAABTw/mX5yK9JZwi8/s400/thirst.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386060963523443554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap! I've just realised my yahoo mail somehow isn't working! No wonder I don't get any replies. Not even one! Unlike in the past where I received many many! I guess it's back to hotmail ):&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss those days! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8mqfQ55mI/AAAAAAAABUA/bfRvudLOK7M/s1600-h/Image079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8mqfQ55mI/AAAAAAAABUA/bfRvudLOK7M/s400/Image079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386066190747166306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dearest Ribbon has a weird habit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8msbGR83I/AAAAAAAABUg/na4kgohPy2Q/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8msbGR83I/AAAAAAAABUg/na4kgohPy2Q/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386066223988601714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8mr-QHK8I/AAAAAAAABUY/EKTCoLkxflM/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8mr-QHK8I/AAAAAAAABUY/EKTCoLkxflM/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386066216245210050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8mrZA48cI/AAAAAAAABUQ/5qolxM0pb48/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8mrZA48cI/AAAAAAAABUQ/5qolxM0pb48/s400/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386066206249251266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes! She loves to sleep under her toilet!&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/4126853206451967979-9219928794328385364?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/9219928794328385364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=9219928794328385364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/9219928794328385364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/9219928794328385364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/09/been-surfing-online-and-i-saw-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sr8cd9HZgzI/AAAAAAAABTQ/Q0rwPVBbz4o/s72-c/13826_bkhgd_a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-4794020161489530284</id><published>2009-09-12T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:00:01.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello All!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to blogging! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling highly frustrated! My mummy don't allow me to go for training T.T Damn! I wish I can sneak out of the house. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to type ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-4794020161489530284?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4794020161489530284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=4794020161489530284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4794020161489530284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4794020161489530284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-all-im-back-to-blogging-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-9067263899338484337</id><published>2009-06-25T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:40:43.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hell! It's a load of craps. Once again, history repeated itself! Sometimes I just don't understand you. And you mentioned before that you will speak up before deciding on anything. It's just a pack of lies as expected. I have tried to look into the future. Trying to do everything that can be done in order to ensure a brighter future. Well, I guess you are all the same. Thinking of only the present matters.&lt;p&gt;On a side note, I'm gonna watch Transfomers tomorrow and it will be the first time that I will watch a movie till so late! But I'm will be going home alone. SAD! :/&lt;p&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/4126853206451967979-9067263899338484337?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/9067263899338484337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=9067263899338484337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/9067263899338484337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/9067263899338484337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/06/hell-its-load-of-craps.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-8092184477919648595</id><published>2009-06-07T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:00:13.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was out with Kelvin kor kor today. Met him at Orchard at about 3.20pm. It's a wonder that I can manage to reach there XD Went to Ngee Ann City's Art Friend to buy paper and my stuff, headed over to Plaza Singapura to buy my shoes from Cotton On and we went to Starbuck Coffee. He treated me to a mocha something. I don't know the name. *hahas* Then, he taught me how to fold roses (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Siu3-Uvr9II/AAAAAAAABSc/phIN-m_iEFs/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Siu3-Uvr9II/AAAAAAAABSc/phIN-m_iEFs/s320/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344567664153719938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Siu3-uxFl2I/AAAAAAAABSk/bKq_NyIEmk0/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Siu3-uxFl2I/AAAAAAAABSk/bKq_NyIEmk0/s320/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344567671138916194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The purple one was made by me and the blue one is his. And this nice red rose at the top was what he made for me. I think it's super nice and quite realistic. Way better than those roses that are folded using a strip on paper like material.&lt;p&gt;And was out yesterday with Baby to sing K at Clementi (: Baby's voice is super nice but easily goes out of tune! If only he learns to sing intune, then his voice would be super nice lers (: Sang for 4 hours. But I don't like the variety of songs as there isn't my Taylor Swift songs except "Teardrops On My Guitar". Anyone knows of any other K with such updated songs? I want to sing K again! (:&lt;p&gt;Would be having work tomorrow again. Another long week to drag on by ):&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/4126853206451967979-8092184477919648595?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8092184477919648595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=8092184477919648595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8092184477919648595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8092184477919648595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/06/was-out-with-kelvin-kor-kor-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Siu3-Uvr9II/AAAAAAAABSc/phIN-m_iEFs/s72-c/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5705618784042203406</id><published>2009-05-31T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:14:43.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good Morning everyone! (: *I think Baby would be shocked that I am online at this timing*-But yeah, I didn't go for my first tuition. So the 2nd tuition will only be starting at 12pm. Whee! Gonna see him in less than 3 hours time!&lt;p&gt;I want to play more guitar. And I want to buy a capo for my classical guitar from Yamaha soon. Anyone suggest anything better from elsewhere?&lt;p&gt;I'm super bored!&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/4126853206451967979-5705618784042203406?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5705618784042203406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5705618784042203406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5705618784042203406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5705618784042203406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-morning-everyone-i-think-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-2356617532787696762</id><published>2009-05-30T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:17:22.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally changed my blogskin totally! It wasn't intentional anyway. I was meddling with the html codes when I accidentally deleted something and caused the whole layout to go haywire. And having not touch html codes for half a year, I might as well delete everything and re-do the whole thing. So this is the new thing.&lt;p&gt;Baby's at Malaysia with his family excluding his elder sister. Miss him so so much. Felt such an emptiness in me suddenly. *sighs* I wish Baby would enter our homeland at an earlier timing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I laughed non-stop for 2 minutes just a moment ago till I shed lots of tears! And now my stomach's aching. And my mummy laughed too as she was influenced by the way I laughed. *hahas!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya! Had work today and I brought along my portable speaker and plugged it into my Sony Ericsson handphone. At least, it was my companion for that half a day (: Waited for Elsie till about 1.20pm till I left office. Many people in my level today. At least, I won't feel so lonely as if I am in some ghost town. Took bus and train home. Stopped by the central to buy Campbell's Soup Condensed Soup, my lunch, "teh-c-peng" and a Herbal Essences Hair Conditioner (the new red one). Mummy and Daddy cooked Spaghetti with prawns and fried ham, toasted bread with butter and the campbell soup! (: *yummy!* Would be going offline, bath and sleep soon. Maybe I will read my storybook first :D Still re-reading my Harry Potter. I can't wait for the new movie to be out. Baby promised to watch it with me! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so in love with the Linkin Park's single "New Divide"! I love the way the drums sounded. But it sounds somewhat similar to "What I've Done" in their previous album, which to me, was a great disappointment. *sighs* I hope they come up with something decent soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;To my Baby: Was that "R" you? If it is, thanks for tagging. You super duper uber long time never tag my blog lers wors! Miss you Baby! Yay! Gonna see you tomorrow (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Edited-&lt;br /&gt;I've checked with Baby when he returned from Malaysia. Yeap! It was him (: 2nd time he tagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-2356617532787696762?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2356617532787696762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=2356617532787696762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2356617532787696762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2356617532787696762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-changed-my-blogskin-totally-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-1453794492223655809</id><published>2009-05-28T20:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:49:42.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in search for some inspiration to create my new blogskin. But oh well, my braincells dies almost instantly each time they are generated!&lt;p&gt;Had my spasm of Gastric once again today. It's weird. I haven't been going through this ordeal for the past 1 month? But now, it's coming back despite me having my lunch on time today! And my cough is coming back to me. Shoo cough! Go away! I really hate cough especially when mine's a dry one most of the time. So I will keep getting the tingling feeling that can't be coughed out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm contemplating on whether I should set up a blogshop. But what can I sell? I want to find some job whereby I can earn commission and it's part time and most importantly, flexible timing. Anyone has any job offers??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;To my dearest Baby: Can't wait to see you on Saturday. It's like a gruesome ordeal just to survive through 1 whole week without a glimspe of you other than your facebook and those photos that we took together on every Saturday. Sarah miss her one and only baby truckloads! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-1453794492223655809?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1453794492223655809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=1453794492223655809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1453794492223655809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1453794492223655809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-in-search-for-some-inspiration-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-8102416625818817238</id><published>2009-05-27T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:31:33.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hey. Take a look at this composition. It's written by a primary6 girl. How do feel about it?" He waved 2 sheets of paper with his left hand and held on to the steering wheel with his other. I took over the papers and read through aloud. Impressive but some were wrong usage of vocabulary. My voice gradually died down. I shoved the paper back to him. Why did you appreciate what this girl wrote? You have never realize how much feelings I pumped into my composition when I was that age. And fancy taking in the composition written by that girl in awe. This just isn't fair! Guess I am never good at anything.&lt;p&gt;Would be having tuition later as usual. Going to sleep when I get back. Bye everyone!&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Dedicated to my Baby: Jia you for your studies alright? I'm counting on you to make our dreams come true. But of course, I will do my best! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-8102416625818817238?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8102416625818817238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=8102416625818817238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8102416625818817238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8102416625818817238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-3312785841924450068</id><published>2009-05-24T08:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:58:26.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hellos all! (: I shall update on my Palau Ubin trip with Baby yesterday.&lt;p&gt;Met Baby at 10am at Pasir Ris but I was late for about 10minutes. Went fourleaves, bought a bread and took a bus over to Changi Village. Ate Wanton Noodles and drank sugarcane juice. Even though that stall is famous, I still think the one at Alexandra Village is nicer. The noodles aren't so "sticky".  Went to take the boat to our destination after that. The ride lasted for about 10 minutes or so. By the time we reach there, it's about 11.30am i think. Went straight to rent a bicycle each. $6 for the whole day. Super cheap compared to local rentals. And the seats are much more comfortable. I didn't get the "sore butt" effect. Started riding around till 4 plus. I fell down at a muddy slope. Silly slope. I braked but the stationary wheels just slid down the slope. Ended up losing control of the bike and I fell right infront of a group of NPCC students who are hiking there. Damn embarressing! Had a slight bruise on my right knee. And once, we saw a wild boar darting across our way into the forest. It can run really fast! Like "zoom!" And it's gone! Went to the mangrove swamp like place, watch tower, coastal boardwalk and 1 of the nearby quarry where we didn't have to acsend hills. Was caught in a drizzle with really dark clouds and lightnings. So we took shelter at a pavilion at the boardwalk. When the rain stop, we continued our journey. We had a brown dog named Cookie (named by me!) for a short while. Baby was shocked when I called the dog Cookie. He said that was his dog's name! I didn't even know. The dog went off after awhile. So we continued our journey. At about 4.45pm, we were at the quarry. Had towel sparring! *hahas* Used our towels and got into sparring position o.O So if we strike the opponent's body, 1 point. Head, 2 points. I keep getting whacked in the head by Baby ): Anyway, played towel sparring till a group of people came along. So we left and cycled to another place. Spotted a place where some people pitched their tents. It's super peaceful kind of feeling to have a tent so near to the coastal lines! But I think the bad thing is that the floor is so hard! It's like those carpark floor that's made of bitument. But it would be nice to camp there. I saw Jia Wen and Patricia cycling there too when we were about to return our biikes. Washed-up, waited for the boat and off we go back to mainland. Oh ya, not forgetting to mention, my NUM sandals finally fail me! One of the straps came off. There goes my favourite green sandals )): So went over to Cheers to buy a pair of slippers before taking a bus over to loyang point to have our chicken chop for dinner. The portion of the chicken was quite big. The fries is super nice! It's like very crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. Took a bus and then train over to City Link where Baby wants to buy his Soccer PS3 game. Walked around and looked at clothes. Walked over to Marina Square too and when we were walking back, i saw Elsie and her husband! And she was saying why everywhere she go also see me. Zzz... It's not actually. It's the first time that I see her outside (not in office). Bid farewell and Baby accompanied till my train came. Thanks Baby (: Went home, took a bath and stayed online till 1am. And slept till 8am. I don't know myself why I am not really tired after cycling yesterday. Just hungry. I'm going to cook myself some noodles before going off for tuition! ): 3 tuitions today! *sighs!*&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/4126853206451967979-3312785841924450068?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3312785841924450068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=3312785841924450068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3312785841924450068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3312785841924450068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/hellos-all-i-shall-update-on-my-palau.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-8277913485419619203</id><published>2009-05-13T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:24:56.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm down with runny nose, serious cough and headache. And my left biceps starts aching as if I have just done push ups or something. And yet, I still have to give tuition as it's the exam period now. Super tiring! ):&lt;p&gt;Could not clear my stack of stuffs today. Computer guy came to upgrade both Nora and my computers. So no time to do it &gt;.&lt;&gt;Super miss him. Another 3 more long days to go (: I hope time past fast fast tomorrow!&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/4126853206451967979-8277913485419619203?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8277913485419619203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=8277913485419619203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8277913485419619203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8277913485419619203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-down-with-runny-nose-serious-cough.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-8458052098170610432</id><published>2009-05-12T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:18:34.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had loads of work to do today &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be having tuition later. 2 hours! ): Super sad. I am really so tired after giving tuition every single day without fail. Can't wait for students' holiday so that at least I have a glimpse of a little holiday myself. But I doubt so la.&lt;p&gt;I made Twinny happy today (: *wahahas!* I'm happy that Twinny's happy too! Looking forward to Saturday! 4 more days to go. Super miss him! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-8458052098170610432?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8458052098170610432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=8458052098170610432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8458052098170610432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8458052098170610432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-3475451636421412303</id><published>2009-05-11T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:23:31.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love the way you talk in MSN.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you sms.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way how your voice sounds like.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way we spend a little of the night under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you care.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you showered me with you love.&lt;br /&gt;There are endless things that I love about you, the way you are (:&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/4126853206451967979-3475451636421412303?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3475451636421412303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=3475451636421412303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3475451636421412303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3475451636421412303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-way-you-talk-in-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-4139147170773041742</id><published>2009-05-10T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:02:31.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;07 May 2009, Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday Brother! (:&lt;br /&gt;It was Jaymien's 16th Birthday! You are finally able to watch your NC16 shows, though, such shows are nothing much actually. M18 are way better :D Hope you do well for your mid-year, prelims and most importantly, your O level! I know you won't be seeing whatever I type here as you don't have my url. But in any case if you happen to pop by, this is just to let you know. Love you brother!*punches you*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;09 May 2009, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went out with Dearest Twinny to Escape Theme Park. It was a rather great disappointment that 3 rides are closed down for maintainence. It seems that whenever I go, it's close, though I only went there for the 2nd time. *hahas!* Rode the Go kart for many times (: Super fun! It's the first time I am "driving on a road". Both twinny and I played racing against other karts at the beginner track. It's so cool to overtake others. Twinny even tried to drift on it! Twinny was super cute when we we were attempting to overtake others (: Went on the pirate ship many times till I had really serious headache like my head was about to split apart &gt;.&lt; Enjoyed stars too (: But I had more advantage of it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 May 2009, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had tuition for the whole day today. 4 of them! How tiring was that! But oh well, I got it over and done with :D Tomorrow will be a long day with no meeting in the morning. Then, it's going to be a long week, and finally, my long awaited Saturday! (: I love Saturdays! I'm always a happy girl on Saturdays!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodnights All! :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-4139147170773041742?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4139147170773041742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=4139147170773041742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4139147170773041742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4139147170773041742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/07-may-2009-thursday-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-9214863086370899298</id><published>2009-05-05T22:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:58:19.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just an update:&lt;p&gt;Completed my 3rd month probation on 04 May 2009, Monday (officially 02 May 2009). Going to have an increment in pay ((: My boss suggests me to attend tutorials for 3 modules in product knowledge for insurance industry, but I have absolutely no confidence in passing! I love work (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to have my own Kia Picanto by the time I reach 22 years old! Another 4 more years. Have to work really hard starting from now to earn that bunch of money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tuition with Wei Ming is as bad as ever. But I won't give up on him and myself! I will try my best to strengthen my patience :D Try me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My days are as tired as ever ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes, there are many things that I want to tell you, but I guess somethings are better left insaid. It's really driving me mad sometimes. I felt better after sobbing my heart out. But those memories and feelings, they are still left intact within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-9214863086370899298?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/9214863086370899298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=9214863086370899298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/9214863086370899298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/9214863086370899298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-update-completed-my-3rd-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5118961925393175617</id><published>2009-05-01T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:16:41.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hellos all! (:&lt;p&gt;Went out with Family to Suntec City today! Ate our favourite chicken claypot rice, lotus soup and drank ice milo (: Delicious brunch I had. Went shopping and bought 2 heels from Charles &amp;amp; Keith. The heels are super cheap (they were having discounts) and comfortable too! My brother got irritated soon enough :D I'm so tired! Would be having 2 tuition later. The first one from 6pm to 7.30pm, the second one from 7.45pm to 9.15pm ): I'm really very tired and feels like sleeping.*haiis*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have to work tommorow. Had a long weekend last month. But this month, Nora's (my colleague) turn to have a long weekend. Will have lots to do tomorrow. Such as scanning, packing etc. Oh ya! So happy, I would be having a training with Nora on 12 May 2009 for 2 hours (: I am elated as I can get to learn something new. But... there is no hands on for the training. All we have to do is to stare at the screen ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to dye my hair blonde :D But I have just rebonded, so will have to wait for sometime before I can dye it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah! twinny would be meeting me at 1.30pm at Queenstown tomorrow (: Thanks Twinny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You came into my dream last night. I was leaning on your shoulder when you told me you found the one you love. You even told me she is as bubbly as I am, but always want you to pay for her stuffs. I could only hope the best for you then. Those would be just reminisence of the past. Somehow, you still hold a place in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I WANT TO WAKE UP, FINDING THIS ALL A DREAM, AND FORGET ABOUT WHATEVER TOOK PLACE! :D *hahas*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5118961925393175617?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5118961925393175617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5118961925393175617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5118961925393175617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5118961925393175617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/hellos-all-went-out-with-family-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-2225635646801595675</id><published>2009-04-24T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:52:00.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm just feeling so down ): I don't know what in the world I have done wrong. Really. I hope there is some reasonably good explanation to it. I just feel so exasperated! You are the last person that's closer to me and this has happened. I just really feel like shutting up to myself sometimes and don't talk or socialize with anyone else around me (unless there is really a need to). I just hope matters can be solved soon. I don't wish to drag things on further :/&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/4126853206451967979-2225635646801595675?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2225635646801595675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=2225635646801595675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2225635646801595675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2225635646801595675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-just-feeling-so-down-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5199219041139907114</id><published>2009-04-19T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:06:56.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just an update!&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;16 April 2009, Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancelled Tuition. So met up with Twinny after his work. Met up with Bao Bei again after work for dinner! She was with her bf, Yi Long. Had Carl's Junior for dinner. Heys! It's my first time eating Carl's Junior ((: Anyway, walked over to Esplanade's rooftop and had talked cock there. Oh man! They whole time was really hilarious la! There was this moment when Yi Long said something and both Twinny and I laughed so hard till we went out of breath. Seriously, every gasp of breath we took just wasn't enough! Trained home at about 10.30pm. Took the same train with Bao Bei and Yi Long while Twinny went the oppposite direction of Singapore ): Was super worn out that day till I slept right away after bathing.&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;17 April 2009, Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally cleared all my paperworks to be scanned (: It's a great relieve to me ok? Seeing the whole stack of papers in my in-tray and it just keeps piling, I can tell you, it was so presurizing when you see a FSC coming into office! Had tuition at night with Carine. Her maths in improving *claps claps*. Again, I was worn out after that!&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;18 April 2009, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Twinny to East Coast Park! (: Super fun but tiring! My legs are not aching now. But I guess I will feel the tension in my thighs tomorrow morning. Had work in the morning. So I met Twinny at 1.30pm @ Queenstown. But he was late! *hurmph* So in the end, took a train over to Outram to meet him there. Trained all the way to Bedok, then bus-ed to ECP. We alighted at the wrong stop of ECP, resulting in walking quite a long distance under the hot sun! Rested at Burger King and ate our... Dinner? It was at about 4pm then. By the time we rented our bikes was about 4.40pm. Rented it for 4 hours! (: Rode all the way to Changi through the PCN (Twinny's guess is: Park Connecting Network). Ok la. Not all the way to Changi. We stopped at a "beach" to rest our aching legs and tired butts. Had a talk there and watched the sky turn dark. Headed back to ECP at about 7.45pm without stopping. We saw a big big snake! Wanted to stop and have a look at it. But Twinny refused. He said it will bite us o.O Anyway, by the time we got back ECP, it was already 8.50pm. Went to change and wash up and cabbed back to Bedok. Ate Ban Mian! So disappointed! Our favourite Tom Yam Ban Mian out of stock ): So we ate the normal one. Trained home at about 10.50pm. Twinny waited with me for my train (: Thanks Twinny! I can't believe Twinny and I have loads in common at times.&lt;p&gt;Bye all! Have to go for my tuition again. Schedule for the day:&lt;br /&gt;10am to 11.30am - Qian Yu&lt;br /&gt;12pm to 1.30pm - Ruo Lan&lt;br /&gt;2pm to 3.30pm - Carine&lt;br /&gt;7pm to 8.30pm - A new student&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/4126853206451967979-5199219041139907114?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5199219041139907114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5199219041139907114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5199219041139907114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5199219041139907114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-update-16-april-2009-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-6209851764647810928</id><published>2009-04-14T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:26:58.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're still on my mind in whatever I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-6209851764647810928?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6209851764647810928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=6209851764647810928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6209851764647810928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6209851764647810928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-still-on-my-mind-in-whatever-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5206610182377886806</id><published>2009-04-10T15:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:28:32.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hellos (: My post shall have some photos today since I have a handphone with a 5mp camera now (:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/Sd7zsFO2nFI/AAAAAAAABRU/dugggzdlqEo/s1600-h/%7EPrincessSarah%7E0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Guess I should just stop all this nonsense about looking back into the past. Yea. It's all in the past now. Pick up my pieces and get a move on with my life. I have nothing more to say since you don't trust me at all. Just felt so fucked up! But guess all my efforts weren't gone to waste. At least I learnt something from my Twinny, "When a guy initiates to go seperate ways, most likely, it can't be changed." He is right I guess.&lt;p&gt;Yeah! Bought a new handphone today! The Samsung F480. Super duper happy (: I am keeping 2 phones now. Crazy right? But I will wait till my Singtel student plan contract ends first. I still want to enjoy those free unlimited sms.&lt;p&gt;Somehow, I feel relaxed now. Though, I still have gastrics ): I forgot to take my medicine for 2 days ):&lt;p&gt;Oh ya, went out with Twinny yesterday! Felt super good to see him. It's like finally. He treated me to Swensen's Ice cream (he lost a bet), and we ate deep-fried Shitake and french fries as well. Walked around Suntec City and walked over to Esplanade! Had not chatted so much with Twinny before. It's a fun day! (: Twinny's nonsense! *hahas*&lt;p&gt;Have to turn in soon! Goodnights all! (:&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/4126853206451967979-6869665133946480542?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6869665133946480542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=6869665133946480542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6869665133946480542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6869665133946480542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-want-whole-world-to-know-is-it-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-6513113969708957432</id><published>2009-04-03T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:16:08.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back from my first tuition. The girl was totally happy and hyperactive. She initiated the question "What's  your name" first. Totally shocked man! Everyone of my other students are so quiet on the first day, unlike her. Anyway, was kind of fruitful. But got to go hunt for her assesment books tomorrow ): No one to go with me! *sobs* Who wants to go with me? T.T&lt;p&gt;Work was fun today. Had many things to scan and got my salary today! (: The money in my bank is officially mine :D  Was shocked by someone. And I mean really shocked. *l0ls*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am going to take up LCCI Diploma in Business Administration (BMC) and probably Diploma in Early Childhood from Ngee Ann Polytechnic (part-time) after that. Still not sure what course to take up ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have to work alone tomorrow again ): I wish someone would come down. Anyone at all. I don't like working alone. I will go crazy. *hahas* Or maybe I should just talk to papers (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want so much to buy heels or something. Or maybe buy skirts for work? I need skirts! But I hate wearing them &gt;.&lt; *haiis* I want to go shopping. But bao bei Wei Qian is always either busy or... tight-fist XD Bao Bei!! Go shopping sometime soon okies? We shall meet up again and take lots of pictures! :D And my chicken, not to forget. *wahahas!* Anyone else wants to go shopping with me? Ok, maybe window shop XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I will have to be independent now. Shop alone, eat alone, go home alone, do things alone and worse of all, no one to talk to ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have to go! Wake up, clean Ribbon's cage, bath, work, tuition, bath, eat, sleep. That's my routine everyday man ): Boring fucked up life! *Grrr!!!* I want something else for a change ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-6513113969708957432?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6513113969708957432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=6513113969708957432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6513113969708957432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6513113969708957432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-from-my-first-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-1325157359639985350</id><published>2009-04-02T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:07:51.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will be looking forward to 18 April 2009, Saturday (:&lt;p&gt;Work today is fun! At least, I think of it as fun because I have lots of submission to do and it was quite challenging. And finally, I completed everything! Angie (my colleague) was asking me if I am done with the movies that she burnt for me or not. I told her I am scared of watching alone and she laughed at me &gt;.&lt;''' Super dots. I love horror shows, but I am scared of watching it alone.&lt;p&gt;Oh ya, was on half day yesterday. Went to consult a doctor on my gastric. I am having serious gastric everyday! It's like a minor pain is present everytime, but it gets worse when I eat something or don't eat anything. I realize I will have serious gastric pains whenever I eat "ban mian". Maybe it's because of the anchovies ): *haiis* I was told to drink lesser cold drinks (have been drinking cold drinks for every lunch), as it affects gastric o.O Anyway, I went to consult a doctor and she told me to lie down, press and press my whole stomach area and places including the part where the womb the bladder everything suppose to be o.O Was wondering whether Gastric affects there? She prescribed a stronger medicine for me. It's in capsule form and has to be taken with plenty of water. Get it?! PLENTY OF WATER! I haven't seen any medicine that says take it with plenty of water. It's acidic anyway. I thought our gastric juices are already acidic? Wouldn't acid+acid=More acidic? I am going to die soon... ): Anyway, she said if my condition does not get any better after the full medication, I am to go back to her for a referral to hospital for a scope ): Super duper scary can? I don't want to take that step. She suspects it might be a stomach ulcer if it does not get better. *haiis* Die! )))):&lt;p&gt;Hey! I think I am going crazy! ): Silly me. Goodnights all sane people! (:&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/4126853206451967979-1325157359639985350?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1325157359639985350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=1325157359639985350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1325157359639985350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1325157359639985350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-will-be-looking-forward-to-18-april.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-874299916885032514</id><published>2009-04-01T07:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T07:08:19.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am just so... disappointed at myself. I really didn't log into your msn. But I guess you wouldn't believe me as you mentioned I was the only one who knew your password. That's just a killer "evidence". *haiis* How else can you believe in me? ):&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/4126853206451967979-874299916885032514?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/874299916885032514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=874299916885032514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/874299916885032514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/874299916885032514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-just-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-2076211025662477543</id><published>2009-03-31T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:20:33.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got back from work, ate my dinner and here I am blogging again. As mentioned, I will try to blog more often!&lt;p&gt;My eyes are pain! The part where it's behind the surface of my eyeballs ): *haiis*&lt;p&gt;I feel so insane since yesterday. My temper is super duper short, and I get pissed off at almost everything. When I was stamping dates for the mails collected yesterday, I stamped 1 mail wrongly and I started to hurl vulgarities at the mail. Ridiculous isn't it? I mean, it won't understand what I am scolding anyway. Good for me, there weren't anyone in the office then. And today, I am super quiet during work, till my colleagues asked me what happened and why am I not like my usual self. And now, at home, I start to get really impatient when speaking to my family ):&lt;p&gt;Got to go off for tuition. Starting at 7.30pm. Bye all!&lt;p&gt;ps:Thanks Bernard for your support! It seems you always appear whenever I am low (: I will catch up with you soon yea? Take Care!&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/4126853206451967979-2076211025662477543?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2076211025662477543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=2076211025662477543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2076211025662477543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2076211025662477543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/got-back-from-work-ate-my-dinner-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-6876577281503804013</id><published>2009-03-29T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:53:22.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just feel real down and bad ): I wish I could do something about it but there is absolutely nothing. Nothing can describe the way I feel now. I wish I could just sleep my life away from all these miseries. I still miss him alot, but so what? It has all ended ): Close to one year we have been together and now it's all gone. And it's worse than ever. This feeling of heartache would be with me. I may conceal my feelings, but deep inside, it will still be there. I still, true-ly love you deeply... But I don't want to let go ): *haiis*&lt;p&gt;Had 2 tuitions today and my parents fetched me after that. We went to Qian Hu to buy Guppies. As usual, I caught them. Bought 8 of them. Next, we went over to Farm Mart. I saw this really cute bunny. Should be around 1.5 month old. It's an ash-grey Netherland Dwarf. And it cost $220! It's like WTF??! They over-priced that bunny! And I even spot a cut on the right ear. Fancy them pricing it at such a high price. Netherland Dwarfs would cost roughly about $180. And I learnt something today at that shop! We spotted baby hamsters in the bedding of the tank. The sales girl said that baby hamsters are alright to be left in the open. I've read through many books and over the net that you have to cover the cage, if not the hamsters will get stressed by human movements and eat their babies up. Weird Weird.&lt;p&gt;Work starts again tomorrow. No lunch partners as all of my colleagues have to attend a product launch. Boring...&lt;p&gt;When should I go for a check-up on my stomach? I feel there is something wrong but... I am just to chicken to see a doctor about it. Maybe I would be diagnosed with Stomach Cancer or something like that. *haiis* I can't possibly keep eating gastric medicines. Sure. It helps. But how long can I consume that? Surely, it will come to a day when it will have side effect. *haiis* I don't know what to do. The world seems to be crashing down on me. I don't know how to be stronger to face this crashing world ): I need you...&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/4126853206451967979-6876577281503804013?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6876577281503804013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=6876577281503804013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6876577281503804013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6876577281503804013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-feel-real-down-and-bad-i-wish-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-177117318428046938</id><published>2009-03-28T18:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:56:34.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish for that to be a dream. Waking up only to find that everything became normal again ):&lt;p&gt;I know you won't ever forgive me. I am sorry. Sincerely sorry. I wish I can turn time back. I miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cc617a8b34d3345d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcc617a8b34d3345d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329989016%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F2362BCF1D0B619043C8FF15517B7E605DE4D23.494B95F04814816B5B1619FA98AB22D2767D03CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcc617a8b34d3345d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4NWBz3MTEBw4_NKyHjSDWqcAvnI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcc617a8b34d3345d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329989016%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F2362BCF1D0B619043C8FF15517B7E605DE4D23.494B95F04814816B5B1619FA98AB22D2767D03CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcc617a8b34d3345d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4NWBz3MTEBw4_NKyHjSDWqcAvnI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-177117318428046938?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cc617a8b34d3345d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/177117318428046938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=177117318428046938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/177117318428046938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/177117318428046938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wish-for-that-to-be-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-229824171328350639</id><published>2009-03-27T22:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:18:34.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Hell0s all!&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really long time since I last posted and I think many might think that this blog is a corpse. But now, I guess it's time to bring it to life again. Ok. At least at a more frequent update than before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Work's getting along fine now. Coming to 2 months. 1 more month before my probation ends. I love my job (: I get to talk at least and joke around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Seriously, I don't know what to say at all. Ahhh... Maybe I shouldn't revive this blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well, most of the information above holds true. But... the point on education isn't at all true. Ok. I am receptive to practical learning. But I don't like to study :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-229824171328350639?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/229824171328350639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=229824171328350639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/229824171328350639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/229824171328350639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/hell0s-all-its-been-really-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5123956230230009393</id><published>2009-02-05T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:24:53.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahahahas! It's been a very very long time since I last updated! Finally, there is some time for me to update on in my blog (:&lt;p&gt;Started work just this week. Work is fun! (: I get to meet and know new friends, or rather colleagues! They are all so friendly. What to do? Financial Sales Consultants (FSCs) are all friendly people (: All of them are quite nice. But there's this one particular guy named Victor who likes to disturb people &gt;.&lt;&gt;Baby's exams are coming. Jia You Baby! (: Must pass with higher scores and get promoted to Year 3 ok? I will reward u with big big reward de! :p&lt;p&gt;Wondering why I can blog now? Cuz' I am waiting for my tuition to start. *Haiis* My tuition is starting at 7.30pm. Got to go for now! Take care everyone! Toodles all! (:&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/4126853206451967979-5123956230230009393?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5123956230230009393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5123956230230009393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5123956230230009393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5123956230230009393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/02/hahahahas-its-been-very-very-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-4267683701303997980</id><published>2009-01-15T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:42:22.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hell0s all! Presenting to you my dearest Ribbon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SW717VrAn_I/AAAAAAAABOk/ekiVvnXQbM8/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SW717VrAn_I/AAAAAAAABOk/ekiVvnXQbM8/s320/DSC00021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291437011985539058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SW717Fra0GI/AAAAAAAABOc/JiHDYaOAD_I/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SW717Fra0GI/AAAAAAAABOc/JiHDYaOAD_I/s320/DSC00020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291437007692288098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SW716vQemcI/AAAAAAAABOU/0VVYOSD0vwY/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SW716vQemcI/AAAAAAAABOU/0VVYOSD0vwY/s320/DSC00019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291437001673710018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SW716QXayaI/AAAAAAAABOE/tWAqg9PsCrg/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SW716QXayaI/AAAAAAAABOE/tWAqg9PsCrg/s320/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291436993381321122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SW716aeaptI/AAAAAAAABOM/7pJWA2eNu-g/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SW716aeaptI/AAAAAAAABOM/7pJWA2eNu-g/s320/DSC00004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291436996095026898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-4267683701303997980?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4267683701303997980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=4267683701303997980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4267683701303997980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4267683701303997980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/01/hell0s-all-presenting-to-you-my-dearest.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SW717VrAn_I/AAAAAAAABOk/ekiVvnXQbM8/s72-c/DSC00021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-2554913387296893430</id><published>2009-01-11T15:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:33:30.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hell0s everyone! (: So super bored rotting at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Went back to SP to find Wei Qian and Edwin to settle some things and walk around to view the SPinnovex on Thursday. Both Wei Qian and I had stomache after eating the cottoncandy ): Saw Soon Bock while leaving the school and we went Jurong Point to walk around. There's something really stupid. We were arguing about some food when we misunderstood each other. Long story. Bus-ed over to my Qian Yu's place for tuition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home the whole day and went Teck Hong's house to tutor Teck Hong and Xue Yu (my 2 new students). Teck Hong is a Singaporean boy and Xue Yu is a China girl. Both are primary 2. Teaching 2 students at once is quite stress &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Went over Qian Yu's house for tuition at 10am to 11.30am. Helped Mummy buy somethings from Central and home-ed. Met up with Soon Bock at around 3.30pm at Boon Lay Control Station and we headed over to Bugis (: Long time never walk in Bugis Street lers. So many people shopping for Chinese New Year clothes. Soon Bock bought 1 t-shirt from Spade. I bought 1 set of fake nails. Ok. I am super bored at home for the time being XD After walking many rounds, we proceeded to Far East Plaza. My 3rd time there! (: I saw so many shops with hair extensions. But I can't do it ): *haiis* Ate a super nice indonesean fried Chicken rice! Super delicious. The skin is fragrant and slightly salty. I want to go with Baby there to eat ): Anyway, walked many rounds again. I didn't know Far East Plaza is so big. *hahas* When we were in a shop selling Japanese tidbits, Li Ying called Soon Bock. So we met up with Li Ying and her younger brother Yan Qing. Yan Qing so super cute! He is in secondary 3 but looks like secondary 1 only. Anyway, both Li Ying and I went around trying out clothes. Tried one super nice dress that has red and white small checkers. The cutting is super nice! *haiis* Tried 2 other clothes. Also super nice. Here are the photos:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SWmqFlIioKI/AAAAAAAABNk/EODNRTrt49w/s1600-h/DSC00026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SWmqFlIioKI/AAAAAAAABNk/EODNRTrt49w/s320/DSC00026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289946250167361698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SWmqFniZHlI/AAAAAAAABNs/tTg48yWZO-c/s1600-h/DSC00027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SWmqFniZHlI/AAAAAAAABNs/tTg48yWZO-c/s320/DSC00027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289946250812661330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SWmutGbyStI/AAAAAAAABN8/wL-ESJ_p3DY/s1600-h/DSC00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SWmutGbyStI/AAAAAAAABN8/wL-ESJ_p3DY/s320/DSC00028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289951327167859410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-2554913387296893430?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2554913387296893430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=2554913387296893430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2554913387296893430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2554913387296893430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/01/hell0s-everyone-so-super-bored-rotting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SWmqFlIioKI/AAAAAAAABNk/EODNRTrt49w/s72-c/DSC00026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-1234315451521866066</id><published>2009-01-05T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:21:20.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here I am blogging while sitting on the bench outside the PCB lab in SP.  Super bored! Once again, I skipped my EMD tutorial which is held at 9am ): Gosh! I woke up at 7am but somehow dilly-dallied till I reached school at 9.30am &gt;.&lt;&lt;p&gt;Should be going for training tomorrow. I doubt Wei Qian bao bei would be going. But I hope Sharon and Hui Min would be able to turn up for tomorrow's training (: Long time never meet up with them. Would be meeting Bao Bei for lunch later (: It seems like it's a routine for us to have lunch together every Monday :D&lt;p&gt;Ribbon is getting smarter everyday (: She even unlocked her litter box. It has a clasp-like thing that can be secured to the cage itself. She will un-clasp it and move the litter box right to the center of the cage XD My mummy said that Ribbon is starting to follow me, in-terms of the way I think and act. Recently, I started training her to stand for a longer period of time by holding her sunflower seed in the air. She will stand on her hind legs to reach the seed. So, I wll hold on to the seed for roughly 5 seconds before I let her have it. But she gets really tired after twice of the same stunt. Must increase her stamina! :D I wish I can bring her to jog in the park just like how others bring their dogs for a run. But my parents forbids me to bring her down as she would be open to other predators such as dogs and cats then ): *haiis*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EID lecture would be starting soon in about 10 minutes. Got to go! Ohya! I can't play the maple private server in school. *haiis*&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-2.07pm-&lt;br /&gt;I have ended my lessons for today and am now in the library. So super sad! My usual place is taken by one guy T.T&lt;p&gt;EID practical is so dumb today. Those classmates of mine are sometimes irritating. They keep disturbing the lecturer while he is teaching *haiis* My EID paper is dead meat man. The class representative told me that she checked my paper and I got only 10/100 for it! *haiis* Got to buck up. But how? I have plenty more to catch up on.&lt;p&gt;I closed my blogshop just this morning! (: Reason is, I am just to busy and can't be bothered to tend to it. And yeah, it's like finally that I decided to close my blogshop (:&lt;p&gt;I want to buy a ginuea pig! The fur looks really ugly to me. But I realised it's the only animal a rabbit can get along with easily. But do ginuea pigs eat the same as a rabbit? And can they be litter-trained? I saw a young lionhead at the Pet Safari in VivoCity recently. It's black and so damn cute!! It should be around 2 months at most. At that time it's not for sale. But when I returned again a few days later, it's gone. 1 of the Netherland Dwarf was gone too ): Left the gray one for sale. Dwarfs and Lionheads are tamer. Mine is a crossbreed and it's rather wild XD I am still having trouble litter-training Ribbon. But at least, she can urinate in the litterbox but not excrete in it ):&lt;p&gt;Waiting for Baby right now in the library. I miss Baby alot alot (: And the last time I saw him was on Friday. Played with Baby's brother and cousin Badminton on that day. And I got aching muscles all over me the following day.&lt;p&gt;I'm so bored. Baby's having lesson, Bao Bei don't have adapter for her laptop so it's rather inconvenient to msn, Twinny's having lesson. *haiis* And what's worst, I forgot to bring my ear piece once again! I can't listen to songs or surf the YouTube T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-1234315451521866066?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1234315451521866066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=1234315451521866066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1234315451521866066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1234315451521866066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-2176385591395535962</id><published>2008-12-31T11:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:39:45.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hellos all! I am in the SPlibrary! (: It's super boring T.T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a long time since I last blogged :D Even Wei Qian Bao Bei complains that I haven't been updating. As I haven't update for such a long period of time, I have lost track of what I have done T.T Oh ya, had a little Christmas Meet up a few days before Christmas ((: Since it was a "Home-made theme", Sharon gave us home- made cookies, Hui Min gave us hand-made earrings and Wei Qian... *errr hurm!* Nothing! *hahas* I gave them cute towels with their names written on it. Reason for this, they can use the towels for bathing after trainings! :D Super thoughtful of me right? But it feels so wrong. All 3 of them have the towel but not me. So when it comes to camps etc, they are using the same towel but not me! Oh my! I outcast-ed myself &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mdm Eileen msn-ed me earlier on telling me to go down for trainings if I want to go for next year's nationals. It's in August and she says that not enough time to train for it lers. Oh man! Oh ya! An update! I will be skipping IVP this year. Many things happened and I am afraid something misfortunate might happen to me &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to Sentosa with Baby on 23 December 2008 (: I cooked noodles! Eh~! I seldom cook for others de hor! So better appreciate :D Didn't take any photos at all for the day ): And there's always one thing that's happening there. I will tend to go into the water and play even though I didn't bring anything to change out into. I just couldn't resist the temptation of the cool water at sight :D Got to change that habit of mine. The sun was so nice and warm (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;29 December 2008 was our 8th Monthniversary. Time flies real quickly. Had a really great time with Baby for all these 8 months together!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am glad that I always have a listening ear to turn to when I needed them (: They belong to my dearest Bao Bei! I am not saying that I don't recite my problems to either Sharon or Hui Min, but it seemed both Bao Bei and I have much more in common and it's much easier to speak my heart out with her. Just yesterday, I had a talk with her over msn about something. But she told me not to regret in the future for which ever way I should choose. *haiis* It's all really confusing. Those dreams, they are influencing me ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Special congratulations to Paul! (: I know he won't be seeing this, but I still want to congratulate him. I saw him online (actually he was online for the past 1 week) and asked for his phone number as I lost his along with my handphone. And he was watching mobTV! So good ): But still, I can't watch even though he taught me the steps to view it )): Super sad-ed. No entertainment for me. Anyway, I want to congratulate him on his A levels! (: I couldn't catch up with him till yesterday. He got 2As, 2Bs and 2Es. And congrats that you passed the module you expected to fail (: And he is planning to go into Computing in NUS after he completes his NS. All the best to you (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes, it's really nice bumping into someone whom you have missed all this while or lost contact with. I recently bumped into Xin Yi (a classmate in both Secondary 1 and 2) at Jurong Point 2. She was the one who taught me how to play the Er-hu. We exchanged phone numbers. But I doubt we will ever sms :S *hahas* And! And! And! I was so damn happy when another of my darling sms-ed me! It's been a long time since I last saw her. And I lost her contact when I lost that damn phone ): But nevertheless, we still got in contact! Guess we were fated to be together XD We hope to go clubbing togther some day. Both of us have never gone to that sort of place. But we want to see the world! (: Someday my dear, we will go there (: She have a nice boyfriend who treats her well, in NS. Sometimes, you don't need someone who is filthy rich and handsome or charming. You just need someone to be there for you whenever you needed them. Anyway, I pity her. Both her boyfriend and herself are staying at opposite ends of Singapore. It's so hard for them to meet-up ): *haiis* I do miss her. It's been soooo long since we last meet up. I miss those days when we can talk about anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This post seems rather long (: Life these days are just not for me ): It's either overwhelming or totally bored. I have been playing a private server of MapleStory. It's exp rates are so much higher compared to other servers. But currently, the administrator is away on a holiday till 01 January 2009 ): So... No maple for me till then ): Since there's no mapling for me, I went on book hunting in the school's library. And guess what? I spotted another Sidney Sheldon book by chance! (: I thought I had read all the books written by him that's available in the library, but I saw this very book, titled "Master Of The Game". Super thick book with small fonts and 493 pages (: I can now have my small entertainment. I love reading his book. But I realised that I have changed quite abit reading his series. I learn to think in another perspective. Most of his characters in his stories are evil and out for something. So, I will probably be either be the Villian like the book or the one who is able to spot weakness in others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright! Enough of blabbering non-stop. My fingers are tired and they are going to rest by reading Sheldon's book (: Oh! Oh! My little Ribbon is healthy and pretty (: And she survived a fall from the top of her cage :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-2176385591395535962?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2176385591395535962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=2176385591395535962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2176385591395535962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2176385591395535962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/12/hellos-all-i-am-in-splibrary-its-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-6460011682246158332</id><published>2008-12-11T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:50:52.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Damn it! I hate cough more than anything else!! *sobs* I am down with serious cough. And what's worst?! It's dry cough and I hate it! Sometimes, I feel like coughing. But when I open my mouth to cough, nothing comes out. *haiis* When am I going to recover?! And flu is getting to me now. I suffer from blocked nose and runny nose now!! But I can't see the doctor as it wouldn't help me the slightest bit ): &lt;p&gt;Wanted to go skating in the afternoon with Eugene. But Baby called me to inform me that there is a FYP talk at SPCC at 3pm. I had to cancel the skating session and head over to SP in a rush. Was slightly late but the talk started late as well. Sat with Baby (: Anyway, when the talk was over, Baby and Wee Kiat played basketball. But when they started playing, others join them in the game for 2v2, and eventually, 3v3. They played till it rained. And luckily, their game ended before the rain got heavier. Went back with Baby and Wee Kiat to club. Waited for the rest to finish what had to be done before we head over to Jurong Point! *woots* The new building is super strange! Ok la. If this new building is a new shopping centre that I have never been to before, I would not have complained so much. But I kept reminding myself sub-consiously that it's the Jurong Point that I've been to since when I was 5 years old. So strange. Both Melvynn and I were laughing at how practical can Singaporeans get. As yesterday was the first opening day of the new section, tons of people were cruising the shopping mall at the new section. You have to push your way through people and might even elbow someone. Yes. That's how it is. And what happen to the other half? Much lesser people were there compared to on normal days. For example, the old Long John's Silver (the new section has another outlet) has more unoccupied seats compared to the new outlet. Now, I know which outlet of Long John's Silver should I go to if I want to dine there. *hahas* All of us ate at the Kopitiam foodcourt at the older section. As usual, we had to wait for seats. But it was worth the wait as we were all hungry. We had to dine at seperate tables. I sat with Baby, Melvynn and Shu Jie. Baby, Melvynn and I ate beef while Shu Jie ate Japanese Omelette Rice. That stall is a cheater bug! They used glutinous rice instead of the traditional "Zhen Zhu Mi". But our beef was quite nice (: *hahas* Anyway, All of us went home after that. Baby accompanied me to take bus home. And his reason? "To let me have the chance to pay back my debt" :S Baby was soooo good yesterday! Love him soooo much (: But when we're in the Convention Centre, he made mii strangle him &gt;.&lt;&lt;p&gt;Okies. I am off to make some cookies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-6460011682246158332?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6460011682246158332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=6460011682246158332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6460011682246158332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6460011682246158332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn-it-i-hate-cough-more-than-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-2929474644365442120</id><published>2008-12-08T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:25:50.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss Baby loads! )): Super Duper sad that I can't see him for 2 weeks into the holiday. But oh well, I can't possibly everyday ): Baby! Can we go cycling at Sentosa besides East Coast Park? :D He is having training since 4pm. Hope he don't fall down due to the wet floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Went out with Baby to Science Centre on 6th December 2008, Saturday. Met Baby at 2pm at Boon Lay MRT platform. It's been a very long time since Baby waited for me there. I miss those days when Baby and I went to school together in the morning. *haiis* Anyway, Science Centre was so fun! But had some encounters when it was so embarressing! Shan't talk about it. *hahas* Took some photos and it's in my friendster. I am plain lazy to upload it here. Headed over to Jurong Point to catch the movie "Quarantine" and had our dinner over there. Watched the movie that was on show at 9.15pm. Not a really nice show. Baby said it was boring as the camera was a "camera's man" point of view. I hate this kind of show, you can't focus on anything on screen. *haiis* And the show is worse than Resident Evil. But it was a little bit scary as it's quite violent and I kept clutching Baby so tightly he said "Ai ya. Don't worry la. It's only a NC16 show." Dots. Still will scared ma. *hahas* Was such a fun day! &lt;p align="justify"&gt;My bunny, Ribbon have very soft poo now due to the bad and cold weather. *haiis* I have a bad time cleaning the poo and looking after it. But oh well, it's cute! :D &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Baby! I miss you super loads. I wish you are by my side every evening. Or mayb, see u once everyday &gt;.&lt; *haiis* But that's impossible )): Wish these 2 weeks will be over soon. Can't wait for my 3rd week of holiday! (: Go Sentosa also okies? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-2929474644365442120?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2929474644365442120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=2929474644365442120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2929474644365442120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2929474644365442120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-miss-baby-loads-super-duper-sad-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-1912242318281264728</id><published>2008-12-01T10:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:46:30.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to play Cake Mania so badly. But Wee Kiat said can't download for PSP as the original version is not out yet T.T I think I will hunt for the PC game. Soooo fun! Anybody can help me download the PC version or even the PSP version? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-1912242318281264728?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1912242318281264728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=1912242318281264728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1912242318281264728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1912242318281264728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-to-play-cake-mania-so-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5712587066354969062</id><published>2008-11-30T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T11:15:19.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy 7th Month Darling! (:&lt;p&gt;Wow! That ass can forget about it and claimed that he thought yesterday (Saturday) was Friday. 2nd time in a row lers ): Super duper sadded! T.T *haiis* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5712587066354969062?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5712587066354969062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5712587066354969062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5712587066354969062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5712587066354969062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-7th-month-darling-wow-that-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-8710772600890839468</id><published>2008-11-26T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:48:05.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hell0s all (: It's been quite some time since i last posted. Daddy bought a new brown bunny on 22 November 2008 (: It's a girl and she is around 3.5 months old. Daddy said buying slightly older bunnies are better as their bones are stronger. The previous boy lost his life to not fully developed bones ):&lt;p&gt;Had GEMs presentation today. Felt so guilty as I stole Baby's chance to answer the question of "What have you learnt after taking this GEMs?" by the lecturer. And I happen to say whatever he wanted to say. Really sorry Baby )): I guess Baby was really mad at me that I stole his line. Went for ITP briefing today. But I spent most of my time there playing PSP. Baby was also playing PSP.&lt;p&gt;Have to end here and update soon! :D&lt;p&gt;I am looking forward to 27th December 2008 :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-8710772600890839468?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8710772600890839468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=8710772600890839468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8710772600890839468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8710772600890839468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/11/hell0s-all-its-been-quite-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-955598060828052731</id><published>2008-11-22T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:54:05.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SSd0M3nRwDI/AAAAAAAABNc/-OIAFQLKXrs/s1600-h/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271309653296398386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SSd0M3nRwDI/AAAAAAAABNc/-OIAFQLKXrs/s400/bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bunny, Cash, died today ): This is dedicated to him: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;You were so cute with soft nose, red round eyes and pink ears. Along with those features, came the snow-white soft fur of yours. Although each bunny of your kind resembles each other, I still will always remember how you wanted me to stroke your soft head. Whenever I stop stroking it, you will tilt your head back to see where my hand went. And would only be contented when I start stroking again. I will also remember the time when you jumped into that pail of shallow water. You love water and cant help cleaning your face with the clean water. But that water got into your little nose and you sneezed and produced that cute squeaking voice. That was the very first time I heard you. You love to play with water explore new places in the house. I remember on the first day, you started urinating on that comfy piece of towel and went there ever since, till the day you got sick. Sorry that I don't even know what made you sick. You were having diarrhea on 18 November 2008 but you got better and almost recovered just yesterday. This morning, you even excreted alot. But I still don't understand why did you leave us. I regretted not waking up early at 7.30am to check on you. You probably need cleaning. I woke up at around 9.30am and that was when my mummy said that you were having spasms and seem like you are going to pass away. That woke me up. I spent my whole time stroking and cuddling you to make you feel better. For a moment, I thought u were crying as I saw glimpse of tears welled up in your little red eyes. You gave a spasm and your heart stopped beating. Your eyes even went totally dried up, without that glassy appearance. I shouted for my parents to announce your death. But when Daddy came, your little heart started to beat again. But that only lasted for 5 seconds. Your alluring red eyes lost their colour and became grey. Your pinkish ears turned pale white. Your whole body went stiff. Your soft nose stopped sniffing like they used to. I could see your front teeth unlike before. And there went your tiny life. I felt you were giving us your final goodbye. After I shouted, everyone was by your side, looking at you. And within 5 seconds, you are gone. We were always so proud of you. Thinking you as so intelligent to be able to learn where is your toilet, learn to stand on your hind legs without support, react to your name, come back towards me when I call you. Although we will be buying another bunny, but no two bunnies are the same. You will always be loved by me (: Hope you rest in peace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-955598060828052731?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/955598060828052731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=955598060828052731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/955598060828052731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/955598060828052731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-bunny-cash-died-today-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SSd0M3nRwDI/AAAAAAAABNc/-OIAFQLKXrs/s72-c/bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-1392621135765856992</id><published>2008-11-17T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:45:31.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Damn Friendster. It states that I have no friends now! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! firstly, I lost my handphone and now this. How am I suppose to be able to get back all my lost contacts with this happening to me? And also, I just realised (but once again), that I lost something really important ): *sobs!* But on the other hand, Friendster statistics would be back on accuracy soon. I hope so. *pray pray*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My parents bought a cute white bunny yesterday! :D I am so super elated!! It's only 1.5 months old and it's the species that has white fur with red eyes. It's a boy and we named him "Cash" I am responsible to clean out the cage, refill the food and change the towel everyday for Cash. I was so excited in seeing Cash that I woke up at 6.40am instead of 8am today. And Cash is eating! :D Oh well, it ate right after we brought him home. He is super cute and active can. Talk about love at first sight! Nothing can beat those kind of feeling when Cash cuddles up close to me when he is scared. But I was told that he can't eat carrots yet till 9 months as he will have diarrheoa that will cause death. So, Cash can only consume dry food. He is so tiny when he curls up into a ball to sleep. The size is slightly smaller than my palm. But I feel like buying cash some vitamin drops or treats for him. But better not. He might get ill. I miss Cash alot alot! ): I want to cuddle him up. Can't wait to see him when I get back home tonight! :D I shall upload a few photos of him at the bottom. &lt;p&gt;Arrgh! Exams are round the corner and I haven't prepared yet. Have to really study already ): &lt;p&gt;I want to go East Coast Park. It's been a really long time since we last went there. I want ride bikes! :D Can we go? (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269543632546785778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SSEuA7pfafI/AAAAAAAABM0/pF7mthVV-zA/s400/DSC01588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269543638008648946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SSEuBP_s1PI/AAAAAAAABM8/wjO7ZMXBjqY/s400/DSC01589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269543638018786402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SSEuBQCHhGI/AAAAAAAABNE/QIrrswEpFS8/s400/DSC01590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269543649678631938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SSEuB7eCpAI/AAAAAAAABNM/-DAhMixP-3s/s400/DSC01591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269543652193998610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SSEuCE1wFxI/AAAAAAAABNU/I9iV9iNldUE/s400/DSC01592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-1392621135765856992?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1392621135765856992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=1392621135765856992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1392621135765856992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/1392621135765856992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/11/damn-friendster.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SSEuA7pfafI/AAAAAAAABM0/pF7mthVV-zA/s72-c/DSC01588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5184437882267851799</id><published>2008-11-13T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:56:32.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Damn! I lost my handphone last night! First time in my life. And I am so totally devastated! ): My handphone is not only 1 year old and it is gone now. So I am stuck with my old NEC phone which gives me hell of difficulty typing. I will probably be borrowing from Baby his old handphone tomorrow. *phew* Luckily he didn't sell it :D But I am still really sad ): I miss the phone. Those photos in my 1gb memory card (actually it's Wee Kiat's one), the handphone accessory (my 2nd month present for Baby and I) and the phone itself. Really damn sad! T.T *haiis* So all friends, please sms me or leave your contact here as I have lost them ): Thanks alot!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5184437882267851799?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5184437882267851799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5184437882267851799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5184437882267851799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5184437882267851799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/11/damn-i-lost-my-handphone-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-489214289283068630</id><published>2008-11-05T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:41:26.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Met Baby today before GEMs. Suppose to meet him at 12pm. But I reached him at only 12.30pm. Sorry Baby for making you wait for so long. Baby was sleeping when I reached. Soooo cute :D So we played with laptop and something else till 1pm and headed for our GEMs class. I don't understand the lecturer at all! Oh man! Someone help me please ): &lt;p&gt;Walking fast is a big problem for me today. Who says my bone hard?! It will still be pain de! T.T But the good thing is that I won't feel the pain immediately. I will only feel the pain after 2 hours or so. Guess I am slow &gt;.&lt; *hahas* Sir Robin tortured me yesterday!! Oh my god! It's damn scary can?! We were doing the stretch that's similar to Sit and Reach. And he came over and leaned his weight on me. That's not the worst part. He even gave this evil laughter and people near me were looking at  me. So damn embarressing! And we did another stretch which he leaned on me again. But this time, I have to fight against his force to make sure that my face don't touch the dirty ground XD Training was quite good. But I didn't go one exercise whereby we have to do turning kicks while holding the railing. I kept getting leg cramps. I really tried my best. But those cramps were really excrutiating. Had rotational sparring with Sian Wee, 1 yellow belt guy, Michelle and Sir Jonathan. I made Michelle's bruise on her knee even worse. Felt so guilty when she can't straighten her leg at first ): The sparring with Jonathan was bad for me. He kicked on my left arm so now I have a blue-black on it. It's pain can. And when  my left hand had super lemon feeling today in the library. Baby say I have to train my hand more. Zzz. Anyway, sparred with Mdm Eileen after training and I injured her shin. I didn't do it on purpose. I have this natural reaction to block people's kicks before kicking them back. But she said I should use the area between my wrist and elbow to block. I used my fist to punch instead. Hope I can improve. *hahas* Went bathing with Sharon, Wei Qian and Hui Min at the toilet below SAC. It looks damn haunted there. So I had to persuade them to let me take the unit between them. *hahas* Baby waited for me again! And Sharon was asking like 3 times why my Boyfriend hasn't been sending me home lately. He did accompany me to take train (: *hahas* Walked out of school with Baby, Sharon, Wei Qian and Hui Min. Wee Kiat they all went ahead to the 7-eleven at the MRT station first. In the end, I took the same train as Baby, Wee Kiat, Jian Le and Melvynn. The moment in the train was damn hilarious. *hahas* Wonders of photography &gt;.&lt;&lt;p&gt;Would be going with Girlfriends (Sharon, Hui Min and Wei Qian) to Jurong East Swimming Complex to play (: *woots* So excited. But I think I will be meeting them at a slightly later time as I have to pray my uncle at Mandai.&lt;p&gt;Have to go now to complete some orders for my shop ): So tired. But no choice. Have to deliver the goods tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-489214289283068630?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/489214289283068630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=489214289283068630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/489214289283068630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/489214289283068630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/11/met-baby-today-before-gems.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-7675274538717439004</id><published>2008-11-04T11:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:01:50.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to watch movie with Wei Qian yesterday at Causeway Point! (: Long time never watched movie with only 1 girl lers. *hahas* Anyway, we watched "Coffin". Before the show, we went to the arcade to play and played. We even took neoprints. But she said wait till she have photoshop then she scan the photos in as the resolution will remain. We bought Chips from Cold Storage, Milk Tea from Sweet Talk and Cup Corns from Pasir Malam. Delicious. The funniest part was that we chose couple seats for your movie *wahahas* So damn funny la. I think the ticket seller might think we are lesbians &gt;.&lt; &lt;p&gt;Baby, &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I miss you! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264635729235001506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQ--TXDhwKI/AAAAAAAABLs/3wT4Q33Xn-g/s400/DSC01641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Baby &amp;amp; I!! ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264635751503608530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQ--UqAxutI/AAAAAAAABME/kI5ScaoGtlE/s400/DSC01644.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Wei Qian &amp;amp; I (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264638847064760242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQ_BI14EX7I/AAAAAAAABMM/T4wh7ilTGrE/s400/DSC01633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264638853349811666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQ_BJNSipdI/AAAAAAAABMU/WUWncq3AWFY/s400/DSC01645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-7675274538717439004?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7675274538717439004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=7675274538717439004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7675274538717439004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7675274538717439004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQ--TXDhwKI/AAAAAAAABLs/3wT4Q33Xn-g/s72-c/DSC01641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-693683164591066983</id><published>2008-11-03T08:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:45:32.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yeah! I am going to see Baby today! (:&lt;p&gt;I am sooooo superrrr bored ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-693683164591066983?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/693683164591066983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=693683164591066983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/693683164591066983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/693683164591066983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/11/yeah-i-am-going-to-see-baby-today-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-4309916624348792237</id><published>2008-11-02T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T19:53:49.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everything is changing. The feelings are lost somewhere. I am still pondering on what should be my next step. I don't have that past feeling that I used to have anymore. *haiis*&lt;p&gt;Fun filled day I had yesterday. Met up with Wei Qian and headed over to Sharon's house at around 2pm. Hui Min was ready there. Ethan was slightly later than us. Anyway, taught Wei Qian guitar. We didn't join the rest for board games as it's so complicated &gt;.&lt; *hahas* Anyway, stayed till 7 plus, and we watched Ethan play &lt;a href="http://www.hotel626.com/"&gt;www.hotel626.com&lt;/a&gt; The process was so funny XD We were laughing when we were suppose to be frightened. Anyway, the 5 of us went to Jurong East to have our dinner. Accompanied Sharon to the Popular to find things related to her project. "Forced" Wei Qian and Ethan to accompany me to take the train as I hate being alone ): *hahas* But felt so bad that Sharon had to go home alone. Bus-ed home after that slept at around 3am. I didn't know what I was doing that made me sleep so late.&lt;p&gt;Went Plaza Singapura today with my family. Daddy bought strings for his guitar. I want to buy violin so so much! ): But can anyone teach me how to play? *haiis* Home after that.&lt;p&gt;That's all for today! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-4309916624348792237?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4309916624348792237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=4309916624348792237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4309916624348792237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4309916624348792237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/11/everything-is-changing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-6375340034746382232</id><published>2008-10-29T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:05:52.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It seemed like he has forgotten ): Not a single greeting from him. *haiis*&lt;p&gt;Went only for GEMs today. Pushed our presentation to next week again due to insufficient preparation. Luckily the Lecturer is good :D We didn't overcome our temptation &gt;.&lt; *wahahas!* Anyway, Baby accompanied me to Choa Chu Kang before heading back to club. Thanks Baby! (: Had the last tuition for my Primary 3 student.&lt;p&gt;Shall start with my homework for RWP now ): Toodles all! Goodnights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-6375340034746382232?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6375340034746382232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=6375340034746382232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6375340034746382232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6375340034746382232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-seemed-like-he-has-forgotten-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5240486795147546430</id><published>2008-10-29T11:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:25:46.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 570px; COLOR: #ff6600; HEIGHT: 344px" height="300" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z116/sarahzuling/love-1.jpg" width="450" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;**Sorry Dear for using the photo that you have put together a few months back :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262409337415189682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQfVaTNUxLI/AAAAAAAABK8/Qh-L6YGcVnM/s320/DSC01599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262409343581999922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQfVaqLm0zI/AAAAAAAABLE/_cVqnyE-DeM/s320/DSC01600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262409349130405170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQfVa-2cxTI/AAAAAAAABLM/PQdEK3neR54/s320/DSC01601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262409346942979138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQfVa2s7TEI/AAAAAAAABLU/ttg2MMQqdnA/s320/DSC01603.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Photos taken with Wei Qian Bao Bei in the Moberly Toilet :D Talked alot with her today and I realised we really have alot in common. *wahahas!* Both of us left training early today as we weren't feeling well. So we went Moberly to bath and home (: But before going home, we shared a bottle of Blackcurrent Vodka. Don't know why both of us felt rather drowsy after drinking. Luckily I had Baby to accompany me home. If not I think I will sleep on the way home &gt;.&lt;&gt;Didn't go for ACS tutorial this morning. I guess I am going for lessons every Thursday when there is RWP. Someone help me! )):Shall end here and get ready for GEMs lers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5240486795147546430?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5240486795147546430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5240486795147546430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5240486795147546430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5240486795147546430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-dear-for-using-photo-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQfVaTNUxLI/AAAAAAAABK8/Qh-L6YGcVnM/s72-c/DSC01599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-4236332830504836262</id><published>2008-10-28T09:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:28:53.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wheees! Shall be going back for training today. I hope I didn't fail my grading ): If I fail it, oh well, it would be a learning lesson to be double hardworking in learning patterns. If I pass, pure luck is on my side as I know I made a mistake in the pattern ): Hopefully I pass. I seem to be losing weight? I wonder whether I should drop weight to the lighter category or remain. *hmmm* Long time never see my Bao Bei lers. Would be seeing her today. Both Sharon and Hui Min are not going for training as they have their project to do. &lt;p&gt;Went out with Baby to do our GEMs project last night at Jurong Point (: He bought his new Sony Ericson handphone lers. But can only collect around next week. He got the phone with the 8Gb internal memory. So cool. I wanted that phone too. But I still have another 1 year more of contract to go ): I shall buy some touch screen phone like those models of Sumsung's one at the end of my contract :D *hehes* Anyway, Baby and I walked over to Melvynn's house to borrow his laptop battery before heading back to the Macdonals' in Jurong Point. Completed the work but I think still have to add on some decorations. Bus-ed home and Baby accompanied me to my void deck (: Had a fun day and some learning experienced. Sorry Baby for the pain that I have inflicted in you. I promise I will learn from my lesson lers :D *hahas* SMS-ed him alot on the same topic. I think it's been sometime since we sms-ed that many. But I still think that topic is high level &gt;.&lt;&lt;p&gt;Watched "Blindness" on Saturday with Baby at Cineleisure. Oh man! It's the worst show that I have ever watched. But the whole cinema was filled with people. And the theatre before our show was also filled except for the first 2 rows. The show was beyond boring. It's just about a woman, whose husband became blind for no reason. The whole world became blind too. She was the only one that wasn't blind. So she guided those other patients in her ward around the hospital. This hospital is actually a place to isolate these infected people from the outside world. But, the whole world still got infected anyway by one guy. Long story. Anyway, it's just about the noble story of this woman that took in all the tough work. One scene that really pains me was the part when she caught her husband (who is an infected doctor) F*ing another infected woman who always lend him her listening ear. But in the end, the woman forgave him as she loved him. How touching. Anyway, the whole show was gross la. Ok la. What to do? It's an M18 show. Anyway, there were 3 wards and they had to fight for food as there were always insufficient due to the uprising number of infected people. So one night, the ward with this woman had to send all their woman to the other ward with the food in hand to give them pleasure. If you know what I mean &gt;.&lt;&gt;I want to watch "Coffin" so much! But Baby say watch next week when he collects his handphone from the shop. Soooo looooooong!! Hope the timing for the day won't be very late. Anyway, the trailer seems quite appealing to me. with the blood scenes all that :D But I won't dare to go home after watching! ): I wish I had more guts XD *hahas* &lt;p&gt;Shall end here. Today's post is rather long. And! I skipped Maths Lecture today again. I swear to go to the Maths Tutorial on Thursday! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-4236332830504836262?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4236332830504836262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=4236332830504836262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4236332830504836262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4236332830504836262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/wheees-shall-be-going-back-for-training.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-7217015571041927220</id><published>2008-10-25T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:59:37.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Seriously, I feel like giving up. No matter what I do, I can't change the fact of what happened in the past. I would gladly give in anything if you would just change the way you think. Whenever I think of it, tears just starts trickling down my face. I don't feel like going out. I don't want to face anyone. I just heard something that I was expecting myself to hear. But the truth of it crushed down on me hard. Why can't everything be back like how they used to be? Sometimes I think, should I have listened to those advices given to me by my friends. I don't want to prove them right. Why? Because I had faith in you. But now, everything seems to change. The more faith and confidence I pumped into you, the more withdrawn you have become. Remembering me saying I will go all out to make you happy? I think I would even be glad to let you go if that brings you true happiness. But it will, and never will, bring me any tinge of happiness. Please bear that in mind. I don't know what other things I do or say to let you gain that feeling back.&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/4126853206451967979-7217015571041927220?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7217015571041927220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=7217015571041927220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7217015571041927220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7217015571041927220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/seriously-i-feel-like-giving-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-6954847718976874329</id><published>2008-10-25T08:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T09:27:33.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I feel like skating so much ): &lt;p&gt;Sharon says that she don't want to go Bugis because it's too late for her. Ahhh! Sad man. That's left with only Wei Qian and I. &lt;p&gt;Would be having tuition later. Thought I can finally have a break on Saturdays ): But looking on the brighter side, at least I get to earn some bucks today (: And it's all about science today! No more English or Chinese. That really kills my braincells explaining everything to her as she dosen't understands alot of things. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-6954847718976874329?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6954847718976874329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=6954847718976874329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6954847718976874329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/6954847718976874329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-feel-like-skating-so-much-sharon-says.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5755980648434472754</id><published>2008-10-24T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T18:35:24.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baked cookies again today! (: *yum yum!* I also baked something that contained cornflakes, chocolate chip, cashew nuts, honey, sunflower seeds and egg :D Quite sweet and yummy too. But it's sticky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told Wei Qian about what happened on Tuesday. She also felt the same way as me. She said if true love existed, nothing can possibly spoil anything. I strongly agree with that. She also mentioned that those people who were my friends shouldn't be my friends now, as what they did were overboard. I would like to clarify that I truely love him. What happened in the past is already the past. What must I do to make you all change that selfish thought of yours? Nevertheless, still quite comforted that I got my buddy and Wei Qian to share my troubles with (: They always stood by me whenever I had to share my problems with :D Thanks alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss Baby alot alot ): I wish he is by my side now. Somehow, my thinking altered itself again. I realised Baby has to have his freedom, so I have decided not to see so much of Baby and sms him that much ): Although I am feeling a sense of heartache, but it's all for Baby's own good. I want Baby to be happy. I would even go all out just to make him a happy boy (: But no one ever understands how I feel ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Should be going with Wei Qian and Sharon to Bugis tomorrow. Hui Min can't make it tomorrow as she has her project to do. And that Wei Qian haven't confirm timing :S *haiis* Can't wait for tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still want to see Baby so much! That Baby promised me something but he broke his promise!! Dots! I am so going to make you pay! *hurmph!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for today (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260665997622136834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQGj2kY-UAI/AAAAAAAABKE/CN2zK5soicA/s400/DSC01573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260665997431345186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQGj2jrfECI/AAAAAAAABKM/WU1_FYrTRo8/s400/DSC01574.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My cashew nut cookies! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260666007576462434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQGj3JeRRGI/AAAAAAAABKU/7oW9RiQ9mCA/s400/DSC01572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Seafood bake rice done the other day (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5755980648434472754?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5755980648434472754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5755980648434472754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5755980648434472754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5755980648434472754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/baked-cookies-again-today-yum-yum-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SQGj2kY-UAI/AAAAAAAABKE/CN2zK5soicA/s72-c/DSC01573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5084112893617507232</id><published>2008-10-23T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:28:17.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just got home after my first tuition. Skipped my Maths lecture that is suppose to be from 3pm to 5pm in order to make it for my tuition at 5pm. I am so tired! )): I wish I can take a break soon. Looking on the bright side, the tuition will end next week as their exams would be over. But on the other hand, I won't get to earn money lia0s ):&lt;p&gt;Didn't get to see Baby today *sobs* I want to see Baby so much! There is one guy in my new class also called "Wei Da". When I told Baby, he said don't think of that guy as him. *hahas* Don't worry. Won't one la. As I said, I will only get excited when I hear that name &gt;.&lt; *help!* Yeah! Coming to 6th Month with Baby lers. So happy (: Spent close to half a year with my precious Baby (: I will love Baby forever and be with him as long as it takes. Nothing can part you from me. *wahahas!*&lt;p&gt;Got to go off to another tuition lers. I want to take a break!&lt;p&gt;Oh ya! This semester's Analog Communication System's practical is way harder than the previous semester as we are using the digital oscilloscope, which is more complex than the normal one. And RWP is due in week 5. Oh goodness! Someone save me ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5084112893617507232?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5084112893617507232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5084112893617507232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5084112893617507232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5084112893617507232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-got-home-after-my-first-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-687630784130232136</id><published>2008-10-22T11:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:23:43.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am very pissed of with some people. Can't all of you just mind your own business? What is it that bothers you so much to keep pestering others with your questions and making them heed your advice? Many things that I want to say. But I feel it's just to save your own fuckin' face. I wish to tell you straight, that I hate you people. No. I don't hate you. I detest you people. Some of you are sensitive enough to say the right things at the right time. But others are just wagging their tongues like nobody's business. Friends, we can be. But having your toe step out of that line, I can't take it anymore! You people just have your pride. Pushing the blame to others and not yourself. Do you think others will improve? Dream on. Come on. You think they don't know what's the truth. They jolly well know it. And what becomes of you? In their eyes, you are just some freak who has 2 faces. Get a life. You people are just creating nonsense. No. Not nonsense. I should say dirt. Dirt that can be sweeped up and disposed of in the bin. That's what you are doing. So stop creating havoc. Nothing you do will leave an impression deep enough to spoil everything. Maybe I should thank you for creating such situations where everything can be proven and explained. Thanks a whole lot man. Matters will only some day improve and not deprove.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Feels so good pouring everything out to my friend and my blog (: Anyway, we overcame another obstacle once again. My friend encouraged me greatly to move on with my life. But I can't let everything go just like that. Enough of this topic. It just makes my blood boil. &lt;p&gt;Shall update again soon! Oh ya! Got my unpainted canvas from the person who uploaded it lers! (: So happy! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-687630784130232136?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/687630784130232136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=687630784130232136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/687630784130232136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/687630784130232136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-very-pissed-of-with-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-7431047325194157330</id><published>2008-10-21T07:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:30:07.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi Everyone! As informed, I've changed my blog URL :D Reason for this, I am tired with super long URL *hahas* bubbly-sarah is short and simple. But then again, I feel this URL does not have a sense of personality in it &gt;.&lt; *hmm, I might start changing URL again* *hahas* &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday, 19 October 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Channel Okto is available now! Caught Pan Lybarinth. Somehow, I find it a bore to watch it. It used to be a 'ok-ok' movie for me. My parents let us cook our own dinner of baked rice :D Yes. I cooked my own and it's delicious with the cheese :D *wheees* I will upload a photo of it soon. But all you will see is the layer of cheese on the surface. &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday, 20 October 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school and skipped the morning class as I reached school late. Stayed in the library till 10am for the EID lecture at LT12D. I think that is my happiest class for this semester as I am with my friends from class 2B06. But happiness only ends there. I have to join 2B05 for the practical and tutorial &gt;.&lt; *haiis* I skipped the other 2 lessons after that to read a book in the library. There was this really weird guy with his friends. Judging by his accent, I could tell he wasn't local. I think he was somewhere from Korean. He had another friend from his native country who he spoke to frequently. His language used to communicate with his other local friends is English. Ok. The story starts here. &lt;p&gt;-I was sitting at my usual spot reading my book. This group of guys came by. They were walking around talking. Then this foreign guy stopped in his tracks, looked and pointed at me. &lt;p&gt;His local friend: Eh. Your friend arh? You know her? (referring to me)&lt;br /&gt;Him: Nope. Friends to be -laughs- *hahas* Who cares? -starts to sit down right infront of me-&lt;br /&gt;(Continued to read my book and ignore him. He randomly took a book out from the shelves, flipped open and asked his friend "Hey, what is this?" And I think he thought I might look up as he glanced at me again)&lt;br /&gt;Friend: -points at his watch- Hey. Let's go. It's going to be the next lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Him: I want to stay a little longer. -Get's up, take a book and sits down again just ard 40cm from me-&lt;br /&gt;(I had the urge to get up and leave. But the whole library had loads of people)&lt;br /&gt;After 5 minutes, the ordeal was over. Thank goodness for his next lesson. Stupid people. &lt;p&gt;Anyway, peace was with me after that. I didn't know Dear sms-ed me many times to get me. There is no reception for my handphone when I am in the Library. And guess what? I happened to look up and saw Dear stopping at the shelf where I was reading my book ((: Super shocked and happy. But when I told Dear I have been sitting there since 12, he lightly tapped my face and said "That means you skipped class again la?". I passed Dear his share of cookies that I made on Saturday. He said it was nice. But then again, he might he consoling me or just making me happy &gt;.&lt;&gt;Would be having Tuition for my Primary 3 student today at 5pm to 6.30pm. Have to go straight from school. *haiis* No choice. Have to 'chiong' through their exam period. If not I can't save up enough money to go overseas with my parents. *haiis* Got to go now to get ready for going school. Oh ya. Die la. I still don't know what to do for GEMS!! Oh man! Someone please help me T.T &lt;p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Reply For Tags:&lt;br /&gt;MELISSA: Thanks. Oh ya. It seems you didn't inform Wei Qiang about the ice-skating thing?&lt;br /&gt;JIAN LE: What's wrong with you and Bala sia?! What's wrong with Bubbly?! l0ls.&lt;br /&gt;BALA: Why can't put bubbly? It's character bubbly lehs. Not size &gt;.&lt; *hahas*&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-7431047325194157330?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7431047325194157330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=7431047325194157330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7431047325194157330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7431047325194157330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-3105490870093287500</id><published>2008-10-19T17:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:47:39.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hellos everyone. Finally got the time and mood to blog again (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Spent the whole of today playing the guitar and singing songs. Oh ya! And finally able to hear the songs "Irama Belia", "Unpainted Canvas" and "The music's always there with you". These song pieces are so nice! But I can only enjoy hearing them online in Imeem as they can't be downloaded. To most of you, it will seem like some strange titles. But it's really nice. Especially the "Unpainted Canvas". I sang the song "Part Of Your World" and recorded it using my handphone. Personally, I think it sounds 75% like the original one :D *hahas* Please tell me what you think about it. Sorry everyone, I was too bored the whole day so I tried to keep myself occupied. Here are the original and my version of it :D Enjoy! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="345" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/2X3MTidL3h/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/2X3MTidL3h/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/blue1989/video/1VaL1WDs/little_mermaid_part_of_your_world_animation_video/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/dAIy1OuW1g/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/dAIy1OuW1g/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/Z5Y293R/music/iBkpBmVo/sarah_cheong_part_of_your_world_cover_version/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-3105490870093287500?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3105490870093287500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=3105490870093287500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3105490870093287500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3105490870093287500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/hellos-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-8020594911142512348</id><published>2008-10-17T09:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:23:48.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got to work today :D &lt;p&gt;Recently nothing much to blog about. *haiis* &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Why do you keep saying those things recently? I want to tell you it really hurt me alot hearing you say such stuffs. Maybe you don't understand me enough. Firstly, you don't believe in me. But that, I got nothing to say. Secondly, you started saying things which I hate to hear. How would you like me saying all those to you? ):&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/4126853206451967979-8020594911142512348?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8020594911142512348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=8020594911142512348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8020594911142512348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8020594911142512348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/got-to-work-today-d-recently-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-3466857794540855921</id><published>2008-10-14T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:04:05.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't go for any lesson today. Went to see Mr Lim Boon Seng (a lecturer) this morning at around 10am to settle my forward modules. He called me to say that the school would be terminating Report Writing from next year onwards ): So I have to forward everything now. So currently, I am taking my 3 modules (Electromagnetic Devices, Engineering Mathematics 2A and Analog Communication System), Report Writing and Electrical Installation Design (my normal module). And my time table is so cool.&lt;p&gt;Monday: 9am to 5pm&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: 10am to 3pm&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: 10am to 3pm&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: 10am to 5pm&lt;br /&gt;Friday: 10am to 12pm&lt;p&gt;I don't have lessons that are starting at 8am.&lt;p&gt;Now for other updates! Went swimming with my Aunt and 2 "kor kor". *hahas* Was damn fun! Got to go again! ): Shall update tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-3466857794540855921?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3466857794540855921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=3466857794540855921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3466857794540855921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3466857794540855921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-didnt-go-for-any-lesson-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-8411409989413752218</id><published>2008-10-14T07:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T07:54:26.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi Everyone! It's been a long time since I last updated. Was so busy for the past 2 weeks &gt;.&lt;&gt;1st day of school went pretty well for me. Stayed in the library during lunch and in between lessons to hunt for DIY books ((: Was so happy to be in the 1st floor of the library. But it was so cold over there. I think I am going to love EID. We will deal with 230 volts of electricity someday this sememster. *woots!* &lt;p&gt;Met Baby yesterday at FC3 to print time table (: He accompanied to the MRT station to wait for Eugene as he would be accompanying me over to Choa Chu Kang. Sold my blogshop products. Trained and bus home after that. Such a tiring day. &lt;p&gt;Got to go for now. I am late for school &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-8411409989413752218?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8411409989413752218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=8411409989413752218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8411409989413752218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8411409989413752218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-8049061515856044191</id><published>2008-10-06T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:57:07.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been quite a busy week. Shall update a little on the past few days. &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 04 October 2008&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;Had tuition in the morning with Mei Yen and Qian Yu. Went back home to have my lunch and met Eugene at Boon Lay Control Station to head over to Seng Kang to meet my customer. The trip there was damn long. And very expensive &gt;.&lt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday, 05 October 2008&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went out with Kelvin Kor Kor to IMM to have lunch and chat (: Ate Macdonalds again. Went to Daiso and Popular after that. I am so broke now la ): Even got laughed by Kor Kor for the balance in my account :S Went home and tried out something before meeting Eugene for blading session :D *happy happy* But today he attitude me ): I think it's because I am always not independent when crossing roads with blades. So he said I should learn how to cross roads. I think that must be the reason. As after that I crossed the road without his help and he was better (: Spent alot of time chatting. After that he bladed with me back home before leaving for home. Was such a tiring day and I buang-ed on the stairs near to Ming Hui's house. In the end I have to call Ming Hui down for plaster. As the impact was quite great, my neck now like almost sprained lers. So pain. My elbow got quite a deep graze. After that I fell again. So now my knee has a deep abrasion too. The blood was super scary. Kept flowing and flowing. And it was deep red. Like concentrated one. *haiis* &lt;p&gt;Got to go lers. Updates again soon! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-8049061515856044191?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8049061515856044191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=8049061515856044191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8049061515856044191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8049061515856044191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/been-quite-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-7401392433496794690</id><published>2008-10-02T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:51:59.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would be having tuition today. Oh man. Totally sadded ): There goes my whole day ):&lt;p&gt;I just realised my index finger got bitten by the bird yesterday. Abit pain when I bend my finger. *hahas* Today's post shall be a short one. Baby would be off for EEEC Interactive Camp from 2nd October 2008 (today) till 5 October 2008 (Sunday). Sad sad ): Oh ya. He still haven't bought his Handphone yet yesterday :S&lt;p&gt;I feel so empty deep inside. I know it's just a few days that you will be away. But I can't help thinking that I will miss you loads when you're gone. You said you will call me when you have the time at night. Although I am looking forward to your calls, I hope that you get enough rest first before calling me. I love you loads my Baby! (:&lt;p&gt;Training tomorrow. I want to kick people XD But at the same time, I still can't run. Terrible and unbearable headaches when I run )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-7401392433496794690?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7401392433496794690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=7401392433496794690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7401392433496794690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/7401392433496794690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/would-be-having-tuition-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-3972571345640701592</id><published>2008-10-01T20:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:11:36.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is Baby's birthday.Went Bird Park with Baby today! (: Was such a fun day! :D Took many photos of the birds. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SONv7QaFWpI/AAAAAAAABGE/t7aG0V6YkpM/s400/DSC01435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252171741364343218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SON2Xx9d0bI/AAAAAAAABG0/kpTYSULqRPY/s400/DSC01456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252173889391556354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SON4Uz_D9wI/AAAAAAAABIc/lcvEdjphmDU/s400/DSC01528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252173895375473154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SON4VKRvSgI/AAAAAAAABIk/c6p9aC_ue10/s400/DSC01529.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The last 2 photos is the birthday celebration by Melvynn, Wee Kiat, Baby and I at the "bangla park" near Jurong Point. Shall upload on the contents as soon as possible (: &lt;p&gt;Got to go! Good Nights all! &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 20th Birthday my Baby! (: Hope whatever wish you made today come true (:&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/4126853206451967979-3972571345640701592?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3972571345640701592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=3972571345640701592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3972571345640701592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/3972571345640701592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-babys-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SON4UqCqHBI/AAAAAAAABIE/AiFt2pRpEVU/s72-c/DSC01513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-4433040519654269090</id><published>2008-09-30T11:27:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:21:08.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went West Coast yesterday ((: Had so much fun there spinning around that thing! *wheees* But he felt like throwing up first. I think my stamina is better than his :D *hahas* Went Macdonald's and we ordered McFlurry, 1 Regular Coke, 1 Medium Coke, 1 sundae and 1 medium fries (: I love dipping fries in Ice Cream! (: Anyway, something left me wondering: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Him: Eh. How come they call this thing McFlurry?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errs.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's flurry?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Then why isn't it furry?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Because it does not have fur?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Then what's the meaning of flurry?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think it's the texture of ice cream. Like it's swirling?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Then they should call it twist.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Twist and swirl is different meaning la.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's the difference between swirl and twist?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Swirl is like in a circular motion? Then twist is like length-wise? Ai ya. I really don't know la.&lt;br /&gt;Him: Chey. Thought someone's English very pro?&lt;br /&gt;Me: -zzz-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I didn't say my English pro. It's only sometimes i correct their mistakes :S *hahas* Anyway, I don't know why I am able to use many words but can't explain their meaning. I know what it means, how and when to use it. But I just can't seem to explain their meaning when someone asks me what's the meaning of a certain word. Went to Jurong Point yesterday to buy bling bling (: I asked Baby to buy for me a mousepad :D *so happy (:* We went to the toys'r'us and Baby became violent XD I played with a bunny puppet and he pulled the bunny's both hands behind it's back, and slapped the face many times, pulled the bunny out of my hand and threw it down :S Baby seldom so violent infront of me. *hahas* But that didn't end there. I was looking at Barbie Doll's clothes when he grabbed my hand and pulled it behind my back, choked me and attempted to don't-know-do-what-to-my-face :S Obviously I can't struggle or kick him as I will hurt him. So I can only twist-and-turn XD Finally he released me. Crazy Baby XD While walking around, I saw a SP Taekwondo guy. I don't know his name. But when we saw each other, he looked at me and said "SP TKD de right?" *hahas* So he also don't know my name! *hahas* When I got home, I pasted the screen protector and blings on my MP3 (: I also tried with the metal studs that I bought, on a top. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yesterday was a fun day (: But I spoiled Baby's day by thinking too much ): Really sorry Baby, hope you forgive me. Next time I see you then give you more tickles okies? And it will be automatic de XD Don't need you to request (: I promise I won't think so much next time lers okies? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It's been a long time since I last used my NUM bag that Baby bought for me lers. Might be using it today (: But I still pondering over whether I should go for training or not. I feel really drained out and my throat is still hurting. But I want to spar so badly. Not only to train up, but to vent&lt;br /&gt;my anger over that stupid incident ): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I haven't gone to bugis to buy Qian Yu's watch ): *haiis* No one to go with me. Baby is tired and has club things to do. Eugene is working. Ming Hui working ): *haiis* How? So sad. Have to go alone ): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Toodles all! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everything seems to be changing again. I don't want that to happen. I wish I can be there for you when you are tired. Iwish I can curb your tiredness. But I guess all I can do now in order not to make you tired is not to see you ): It really hurts when I see you so tired. *haiis* Do take care of yourself alright? I love you lots andnothing can change that fact. I hope no once and nothing will separate us. As what you told me last night, it was fate that brought us together. And I believe in that. I still do (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251660432029650962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SOGlVqQaEBI/AAAAAAAABFM/vSkH92jXTyU/s400/DSC01382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MyLaptop charger (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251660426325559074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SOGlVVAchyI/AAAAAAAABFE/Mx9F27FiJQY/s400/DSC01380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My MP3 (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251660431566830258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SOGlVoiD-rI/AAAAAAAABFU/dBylPISmJcw/s400/DSC01381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My Mousepad! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251661520799303346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SOGmVCPUhrI/AAAAAAAABFc/TSyOVb6Qt_M/s400/DSC01370.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Baby &amp;amp; I (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-4433040519654269090?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4433040519654269090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=4433040519654269090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4433040519654269090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4433040519654269090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/09/went-west-coast-yesterday-had-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUze41Sa5ws/SOGlVqQaEBI/AAAAAAAABFM/vSkH92jXTyU/s72-c/DSC01382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-8914430706680563732</id><published>2008-09-29T10:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:39:51.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Myspace Comments, Glitter Graphics at GlitterYourWay.com" alt="Myspace Comments, Glitter Graphics at GlitterYourWay.com" src="http://img519.imageshack.us/img519/1313/glitteryourwayd8b27aabtp7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Myspace Comments, Glitter Graphics at GlitterYourWay.com" alt="Myspace Comments, Glitter Graphics at GlitterYourWay.com" src="http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/1300/glitteryourwayc891ee67af5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Myspace Comments, Glitter Graphics at GlitterYourWay.com" alt="Myspace Comments, Glitter Graphics at GlitterYourWay.com" src="http://img519.imageshack.us/img519/8278/glitteryourwayc368bfa2sw0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I bled for no reason. Weird ): &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Would be meeting him later at 12pm at Interchange (: Hope to take many many photos :D &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I want to buy bells. But everywhere is selling tiny bells at $0.50 and above for each bell! Damn expensive! ): Anyone who knows anywhere who sells cheaper bells, please tag me yea (: &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Baby sleeps very early everyday ): *hahas* &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ming Hui laughed that I "chui" my grading. Stupid Alien!! =/ If I fail this time round, I will make sure I don't make the same mistakes ever again. Damn! Still pissed about that incident. I think Sir Robin was disappointed that I got kicked. I was disappointed myself too. How can I ever get kicked during a grading when I plan to go for the upcoming IVP? Can't I even dodge? Stupid and dumb me ): I hope I can anticipate my opponent's movements during tournament. Again, that's on experience. Ahhhh! Fuck! Knnbccb! *haiis* Hui Min asked me in MSN if I was still angry over that incident. I guess I can only get angry over myself ): &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Got to go lers. Shall update when I get back (: &lt;p align="justify"&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/4126853206451967979-8914430706680563732?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8914430706680563732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=8914430706680563732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8914430706680563732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/8914430706680563732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-bled-for-no-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-314202218751962311</id><published>2008-09-28T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:49:03.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh man! I think I am going to fail my grading. I was distracted by others who were doing the pattern! Yes. Distracted again! ): I forgot my own pattern because of that. Damn! Worst thing is that I didn't bow and re-do the pattern. I just continued on with it. And even worst still! The examiner was looking at me when I made my mistake! And even even worst still! After my pattern, Sir Robin was looking at me and sort of shaking his head ): *haiis* Hope the examiner closes one eye. Oh man! My whole grading was so "suay" la. During the sparring session, we had 2 opponent. My first opponent was alright and I gave her slamming kicks (: That's the consolation. As for the other opponent, it was so "kanasai" can! Her kicks that she executed were all full, just like the power used for tournament. Eh. Come on la. It's only a light contact sparring. Why in the hell do you have to kick full power? She kicked my stomach and chest with full power, knocking the gas out of me. Fuck. And that didn't end there. She even executed a slamming kick into my left eye! YES! Right into my left eyeball. Luckily the damage wasn't that bad. But my vision for my left eye is blurred now =/ I feel like kicking her! Giving her my real power. Damn it la. I still kicked her very lightly for the first few kicks as it's LIGHT CONTACT SPARRING ma. But I think she misunderstood it as I am weak! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck. And she can still come after me to apologise. Fuck it man. I wanted to tell her what's the point of apologising? Not as if she can pay the medical bills when matter gets out of hand. I think coaches and instructors of this people are responsible for this! Didn't they brief this woman on what are the guidelines for sparring during &lt;u&gt;GRADING&lt;/u&gt;? Stupid bitch. She's a housewife somemore! Go back and kick your furnitures la! Wretch!&lt;p&gt;Sorry for all those vulgars. But I am just pissed off! Full contact and the black belt incharged didn't stop the match. What the hell is he doing man?! Just pissed of I am =/&lt;p&gt;Went with Hui Min to Kovan Mall after our grading to walk walk and blow aircon. Went to this handicraft shop. I wanted to buy a cross-stitch pouch. But I can't find the one with the letter "s". Ate KFC after that. I bought 2 Winnie The Pooh storage boxes for my files. Looks much neater now. Luck is down for me today!&lt;p&gt;Got to go. Have to bath and get ready to go Vienna to have dinner. *yumyum* (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-314202218751962311?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/314202218751962311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=314202218751962311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/314202218751962311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/314202218751962311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-man-i-think-i-am-going-to-fail-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-2685503682779488492</id><published>2008-09-27T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T16:31:25.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love Plum Sweet Potatoes that are sold in IMM! (: *yummy*&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow's grading. Abit scared scared ): I wish someone would go with me ): *hahas* Really hope I pass tomorrow ): Twinny ryan said brown belt abit difficult to pass. Dots ):&lt;p&gt;Updates on yesterday ba (: Went with Baby to the barbeque organised by his Secondary class. Errs. Didn't eat much though. But Baby kept feeding me. And one of his friend Wei Li kept disturbing him &gt;.&lt; *hahas* I spent most of my time there playing with a kitten. The kitten was so cute! But so sad I can't bring it home. Wow. I think Baby really dislikes cats. He only touches them because of me. For example, when I hold a cat and it keeps wriggling off. But Baby has this skill of making the cats really tame. I wish I was that skilled &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&gt;Updates soon! Got to go for tuition now! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-2685503682779488492?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2685503682779488492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=2685503682779488492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2685503682779488492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/2685503682779488492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-plum-sweet-potatoes-that-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-4005251313473038880</id><published>2008-09-26T13:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T13:17:45.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I stumbled upon something today ):&lt;p&gt;I would be skipping training today. So people! Do miss me! ((: *wahahas!* See you guys on Sunday's grading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-4005251313473038880?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4005251313473038880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=4005251313473038880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4005251313473038880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/4005251313473038880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-stumbled-upon-something-today-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126853206451967979.post-5497182787509267254</id><published>2008-09-25T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T17:05:05.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I found another love of my unhealthy snack (: Bangawan Solo's Pandan Chiffon Cake and Marigold HL Banana Milk ((: The taste of the cake with dipped in milk is just so delicious! It just melts in your mouth. *hahas* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4126853206451967979-5497182787509267254?l=bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5497182787509267254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4126853206451967979&amp;postID=5497182787509267254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5497182787509267254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4126853206451967979/posts/default/5497182787509267254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbly-sarah.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-found-another-love-of-my-unhealthy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Cheong Zu Ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
