<?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-2731920664622308530</id><updated>2011-12-13T16:01:24.863+08:00</updated><category term='EUGENE'/><category term='MUSIC'/><category term='HUMID'/><category term='Manhattan Fish Market'/><category term='ALBERT'/><category term='PHOEBE'/><category term='Yu Yue'/><category term='CUTE'/><category term='QY'/><category term='BIRTHDAY'/><category term='KALLANG LEISURE PARK'/><category term='Mistress Of Glam'/><category term='ROSS'/><category term='TIAR'/><category term='STARHUB'/><category term='ASH'/><category term='Kai Young'/><category term='XUN'/><category term='CLIFFORD'/><category term='SHRED'/><category term='HAZWAN'/><category term='JIASHI'/><category term='DARK KNIGHT'/><category term='GREAT FRIENDS'/><category term='GOOD FRIENDS'/><category term='CHALET'/><category term='BEST FRIENDS'/><category term='DANI'/><category term='CHERYL'/><category term='BLESSED'/><category term='SANDRA'/><category term='KERRY BF'/><category term='YVONNE'/><category term='STELLA'/><category term='ETHAN'/><category term='Nicholas'/><category term='Longchamp'/><category term='SYKES'/><category term='SINGAPORE ZOO'/><category term='KING'/><category term='LEFT OUT'/><category term='TINA'/><category term='I MISS E35J'/><category term='NATALIE'/><category term='WALLET'/><category term='DRUNK'/><category term='Reunion Dinner'/><category term='MAHJONG KHAKI'/><category term='BERTO'/><category term='COACH'/><category term='JURTHIKA'/><category term='XIAO LONG'/><category term='LOVE'/><category term='OUR LOGO'/><category term='DAPHNNE'/><category term='Angelicious Creations'/><category term='SHAUN'/><category term='EUNICE'/><category term='TKD'/><category term='SUBWAY'/><category term='GRUMPY'/><title type='text'>She's Got So Much To Say.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>297</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3428920359164436197</id><published>2010-06-09T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T02:19:46.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Oh Love</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been blogging ever since... urg forget about it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But recently many things happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't say it fall bad on me. Something unlucky happened to one of my close friend, which made me realise the fine line between love, and a waste of your time. And not to mention, how love is being defined differently by many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many a times, I asked myself, "What is love?" or "What do I mean by being loved?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not been into a relationship for a long time, which I am cognizant of how objective I can be when it comes to knowing what love is about. This is a good thing, at least I get to see it from a different perspective than those in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story goes this way (I wrote from all I knew from another friend of mine):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xan*'s been into a relationship with a decent girl, Debris, for a couple of years. Relationship was stable in the first few years until something happened. Both of them were separated reluctantly because the girl had to go overseas permanently to continue her studies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Difference in timezone, busy with studies and other extra curriculum activities etc. Somehow the once close and steadfast relationship turned out into a disaster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xan* felt neglected and could not keep up with the relationship. Eventually, he met another girl, Sher*, at a club. Within weeks, they got together. Yet, Debris found out only weeks later when Xan updated his status of one of the social networking platforms*. Debris was devastated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: Xan* even mentioned that if Debris* is back to Sg for a holiday, he would spend time with her. Once she heads back the other end of the world, Xan* would go back to Sher*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall just stop the story here because the rest were not related. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is: Can anyone normal being able to let go years of strong relationship? Or does this story also exemplify how traditional and cliche am I? Isn't this love way too absurd and unconventional? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say, I'm glad to be single, yet unavailable. If love is this way, then what is the real love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-3428920359164436197?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3428920359164436197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3428920359164436197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3428920359164436197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3428920359164436197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-oh-love.html' title='Love Oh Love'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3952616753235404310</id><published>2009-03-09T14:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:53:56.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few Happenings in my life</title><content type='html'>These holidays have been quite a fulfilling one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall tell you guys one big surprise which you might have not think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1. I TOOK DRIVING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know under my resolution list was to take up driving only after July, when my work ends, but well, life is indeed unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, my dad drove my sis &amp;amp; I to CDC because my sister wanted to convert her foreign driving license to a local one. Well, from there, my parents kept on pestering me to take my first virgin basic theory test. Actually, I was really reluctant. I had no interest in driving at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to make them feel happy, I decided to book the first basic theory test with 2 e-trial lessons, as well as 5 driving practical lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress: So far so good, passed my BTT for the first time. Applied for PDL which costs just $25 for a period of 6months. And now I'm taking the 4th practical lessons already. Last week just started to drive on the road. Suddenly feel that I can drive too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know, I really had no confidence in having to control such a big and costly gadget. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My instructor is named Michael anyway, he's a good &amp;amp; nice person though. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. Philip is leaving for Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quite a big news to me. My beloved brother, Philip, is leaving for Hong Kong after serving his NS to study Law. I am both sad &amp;amp; happy for him. The happy thing is, he can finalise his dream to be a lawyer. The sad thing is, after 3 years, he's leaving Sg for good. Which means to say, I would need to spend money on air ticket just to visit him. And we can't slack as we like anymore. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks, we have been hanging out with Bone &amp;amp; Nicholas. Bone introduced 2 more friends to us, one named Andy, the other named Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy used to work in Starhub under CSSD also! What a coincidence. Joe is now working as a police stationed @ CCK if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out for supper, then played cards together, drink together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once, Lip, Bone &amp;amp; I had a food marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go 85 for supper. Took a bus down, 85 was closed! So surprising, which we had no idea why was it closed. So we went to 511, cabbed down, luckily it was opened. Ate Satay &amp;amp; Hokkien Mee. Lip &amp;amp; I felt that it wasn't "shiok" enough, so we cabbed down to Bedok Reservoir for Prata. After Prata, we went to meet Joe, to play cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was just one of the outings. Haha, lazy to type by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3. Nicholas's Chalet (10-11 March)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cranky good friend of mine suddenly told me he's organising a chalet, and asked if I could make it. Of cause I will, since it's on the 10-11 March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. E35J Chalet (23-25 March)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had not met up for quite some time together, I organised a chalet again on the 23-25 March. Venue still the same, people definintely still the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5.  Bintan Trip with Starhub Colleagues&lt;/span&gt; (30 March - 1 Apr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! I'm extremely happy about this because this is the first time I'm out of town with my friends! Many things happen to me this month, as well as work. Irene was transferred to SO dept, which was downstairs (I can still meet her for lunch btw!) , and I had to change supervisor because of that. I really liked her, because she's really a good TL, as well as she really take good care of me &amp;amp; TKD. (TKD &amp;amp; I happened to be under same supervisor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, 8 people will be going - Irene, xLong, Randy, Eunice (Me), Ethel, Gilbert, TKD &amp;amp; Jeffrey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate her departure, our Part-Time Team decided to celebrate it @ Fashion Bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got drunk, really more drunk than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2 of my supervisors, Jen &amp;amp; Fred, with Sunny (one of my colleagues) had to bring me back home and dragged me directly to my bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the following weekend, my another supervisor, Jonny, saw me, and shouted, "醉仙姑!" (Drunken Fairy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Jason, TKD also know I was drunk! News spread fast in the office lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-3952616753235404310?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3952616753235404310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3952616753235404310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3952616753235404310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3952616753235404310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/03/few-happenings-in-my-life.html' title='Few Happenings in my life'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-914662054640060596</id><published>2009-02-27T14:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:12:34.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mom Song. [Lyrics on Screen+Download]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/ESe-AysF9mw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/ESe-AysF9mw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Want your mom to be like this? Then, be more discipline in life! Haha! MUST SEE!&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/2731920664622308530-914662054640060596?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/914662054640060596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=914662054640060596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/914662054640060596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/914662054640060596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/02/mom-song-lyrics-on-screendownload.html' title='The Mom Song. [Lyrics on Screen+Download]'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3700941138869502418</id><published>2009-02-21T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:24:27.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timbre</title><content type='html'>Went for Timbre @ Arts House with a few good pals - Tx, Nicky &amp;amp; Js&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to try the food there because one of my colleague, Ethel introduced to me about that place for their good food &amp;amp; relaxing ambience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was really good, prices are reasonable as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaAMu0-NOTI/AAAAAAAACrA/P_YPMHRBVXA/s1600-h/DSC03859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305254359675517234" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaAMu0-NOTI/AAAAAAAACrA/P_YPMHRBVXA/s400/DSC03859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blue Hawaiian (Jiashi), Strawberry Margarita (Nicky), Lychee Martini (Me) &amp;amp; Bloody Mary(Tx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaALFZCCXnI/AAAAAAAACq4/SxYfk7vd8aI/s1600-h/DSC03862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305252548289126002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaALFZCCXnI/AAAAAAAACq4/SxYfk7vd8aI/s400/DSC03862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seafood Platter&lt;br /&gt;Comes with big serving of mayonnaise &amp;amp; sweet chilli sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaALFLgO9jI/AAAAAAAACqw/sAFXK3KltpY/s1600-h/DSC03864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305252544657684018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaALFLgO9jI/AAAAAAAACqw/sAFXK3KltpY/s400/DSC03864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stuffed Mushrooms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stuffed with bits &amp;amp; pieces of bacons, cheese and other herbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ubbery juicy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaAKjaoKJeI/AAAAAAAACqo/bliQmFPz5fw/s1600-h/DSC03875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305251964601902562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaAKjaoKJeI/AAAAAAAACqo/bliQmFPz5fw/s400/DSC03875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Coming to Timbre, you must definitely try their Thin Crust Pizzas for just $17!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaANCd-xU0I/AAAAAAAACrQ/Ou0lSIhe1pU/s1600-h/DSC03865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305254697101251394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaANCd-xU0I/AAAAAAAACrQ/Ou0lSIhe1pU/s400/DSC03865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Their signature pizza - Roasted Duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afterwhich, we took a stroll along Esplanade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to find Dan since he's working there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slacked a lil @ the roof top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaAKjPc1vnI/AAAAAAAACqg/mBrQXgqAh3k/s1600-h/DSC03883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305251961601638002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaAKjPc1vnI/AAAAAAAACqg/mBrQXgqAh3k/s400/DSC03883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Some great live band performing just outside Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaAMvGZID0I/AAAAAAAACrI/CMDllhILK6Q/s1600-h/DSC03846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305254364351827778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaAMvGZID0I/AAAAAAAACrI/CMDllhILK6Q/s400/DSC03846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, good friends remains forever!&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/2731920664622308530-3700941138869502418?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3700941138869502418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3700941138869502418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3700941138869502418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3700941138869502418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/02/timbre.html' title='Timbre'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SaAMu0-NOTI/AAAAAAAACrA/P_YPMHRBVXA/s72-c/DSC03859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3164100560853692766</id><published>2009-02-15T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:04:24.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hols!</title><content type='html'>*coughs coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like my blog is starting to stack up layers &amp;amp; layers of dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many plausible reasons why bloggers are not blogging frequently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lazy to blog&lt;br /&gt;(Sometimes we do have the right to be one though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nothing to blog about&lt;br /&gt;(That would never happen to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Due to tight schedule between study &amp;amp; work&lt;br /&gt;(Which I might be in such a situation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and goes on and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for me, I really have no idea that I've not been blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bascially for these holidays, I've been going out late @ night for supper with Nicky, Lip &amp;amp; Bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know Andy &amp;amp; Joe, Bone's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, Andy used to work @ Starhub also! @ Haw Par also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some E35J outings, Out with Jiashi &amp;amp; Nicholas, meeting up the good old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall be back for more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-3164100560853692766?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3164100560853692766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3164100560853692766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3164100560853692766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3164100560853692766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-hols.html' title='Happy Hols!'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4260216354699549226</id><published>2009-02-09T15:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:07:24.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mistress Of Glam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelicious Creations'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Recently, just added 2 new pair of earrings into my earrings collection.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Apart getting earrings from HOARD, Goldecestacy, I do get earrings from the reowned Angelicious Creations &amp;amp; Mistress of Glam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Attractive part is, I love the materials they used. Finest materials, hygienic earrings hooks perfect for those with sensitive skin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Creativity, originality, and innovation are also bits and pieces into making a complete pair of earrings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For a dummy in handicraft, why bother wasting time doing DIY?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you think it looks good, pay it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Likewise, if you think the food looks good, eat it! (taken by food critic, Andrew Zimmern)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_eHM9NBpI/AAAAAAAACpQ/WmcBkPJBBso/s1600-h/DSC03767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300699501756745362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_eHM9NBpI/AAAAAAAACpQ/WmcBkPJBBso/s400/DSC03767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Recently, Jaq (Owner of A.C) decided to come fresh with a new series of collection - Punk Rock. If you have been a fan of her blogshop, or just happen to browse through, she is always creating earrings out of lovely &amp;amp; feminine flowers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So I bought this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_gLk9NHOI/AAAAAAAACqY/4dsyyMryA2k/s1600-h/DSC03803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300701775941934306" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_gLk9NHOI/AAAAAAAACqY/4dsyyMryA2k/s400/DSC03803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Creative as it is, you can wear this triple pack in 3 different ways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_fKGaaIdI/AAAAAAAACp4/gFF4kdsjZhY/s1600-h/DSC03791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300700651051426258" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_fKGaaIdI/AAAAAAAACp4/gFF4kdsjZhY/s400/DSC03791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1st way- Smart Casual outfit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_fJx1vSUI/AAAAAAAACpw/4NpqG3fOO30/s1600-h/DSC03789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300700645528914242" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_fJx1vSUI/AAAAAAAACpw/4NpqG3fOO30/s400/DSC03789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2nd way - Casual outfit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_etWh83jI/AAAAAAAACpo/QbryLyKG79Q/s1600-h/DSC03787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300700157161823794" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_etWh83jI/AAAAAAAACpo/QbryLyKG79Q/s400/DSC03787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3rd - Ladies Night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With different methods of wearing it, I don't think I get tired of my earrings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;******&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next, I have earrings from Mistress Of Glam. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another pretty lady who has passion in making earrings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Do you know how hard is it for me to get her earrings? Everytime I wanted something, it was sold out! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So now I know, if you want something good, grab it fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_f0-TN-xI/AAAAAAAACqI/L1XVu-HgAHM/s1600-h/DSC03795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300701387608161042" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_f0-TN-xI/AAAAAAAACqI/L1XVu-HgAHM/s400/DSC03795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Black &amp;amp; White color - One word, Classic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_eHWWMmHI/AAAAAAAACpY/UNf4RNnL-XM/s1600-h/DSC03781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300699504277493874" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_eHWWMmHI/AAAAAAAACpY/UNf4RNnL-XM/s400/DSC03781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even if now you have different kinds of earrings, you can also do a mix &amp;amp; match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See below:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_f0rJ9FiI/AAAAAAAACqA/Due8PF8n9Yo/s1600-h/DSC03793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300701382469031458" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_f0rJ9FiI/AAAAAAAACqA/Due8PF8n9Yo/s400/DSC03793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Btw, I just reserved one pair of earrings @ A.C. I guess I would need to buy 2 more earrings stand to fill them with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-4260216354699549226?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4260216354699549226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4260216354699549226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4260216354699549226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4260216354699549226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/02/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY_eHM9NBpI/AAAAAAAACpQ/WmcBkPJBBso/s72-c/DSC03767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-5956678359776425436</id><published>2009-02-08T16:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:32:47.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Longchamp'/><title type='text'>New Collection</title><content type='html'>FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to look for a bag desperately, but always not able to find a suitable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hesitating, procrastinating for almost 6months, I have decided to add on a new series of collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to keep luxury items as one of my hobby or rather long-time collection. However, as a young adult who is currently still studying, I can't afford such a "rich" hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was kind to me, he gave me a good job (I would say more than satisfactory for a poly student), which this hobby I longed to keep with just started racing on the marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous collections from Coach, to Hayden Harnett, and now to Longchamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've recently bought a new brand (Hayden Harnett), which designs are relatively simple and classic. Prices are reasonable as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my sister's friend, Doreen who brought all the way from NYC back to S'pore during the CNY vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eventually, I called up the store @ Paragon to check on the stock status for the first week&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, Navy is out of stock! (Because Navy is one of the year's season color.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, the sales lady told me that there would be stocks coming in few days later, so I could call her back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, I called her again, and she told me it's left with 2 pieces available only!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Supposedly, they are not able to make a reservation for me because since it's left with 2 pieces only, it has to be on a first-come-first-serve basis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, I assured the sales assistant that I would be going down TODAY, perhaps a few hours later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As promised, took a cab down, grab the bag and go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY6T-Kpc6eI/AAAAAAAACpI/zazKu6HhQxk/s1600-h/DSC03738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300336507681040866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY6T-Kpc6eI/AAAAAAAACpI/zazKu6HhQxk/s400/DSC03738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally got a chance to show artistic talent in photography. Quite pleased with this picture actually. &lt;em&gt;(I know, self-praising is not convincing at all times. And my pink jacket spoils the whole picture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY6TnHvvJKI/AAAAAAAACpA/7jP9SuEzU54/s1600-h/DSC03740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300336111765103778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY6TnHvvJKI/AAAAAAAACpA/7jP9SuEzU54/s400/DSC03740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cute enough, the sales lady wrapped it nicely into a gift box for me. I lied to her I'm giving it to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY6TU_-814I/AAAAAAAACo4/aM87SHzcUlo/s1600-h/DSC03745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300335800443787138" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY6TU_-814I/AAAAAAAACo4/aM87SHzcUlo/s400/DSC03745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FYI, the actual color isn't much of what you see in this picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a little darker than this actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY6TGErLITI/AAAAAAAACow/pevej-6_t8k/s1600-h/DSC03753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300335544004976946" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY6TGErLITI/AAAAAAAACow/pevej-6_t8k/s400/DSC03753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This logo is such a perfect match for my passion in this new hobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the beginning of the race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Had a little chat with Yong while shopping @ paragon. I wanted to buy something somehow for someone. So I asked him, in the position as a man (Obviously he is, don't judge my brother!), what he thinks of certain cuttings for shirts at Armani Xchange. Told him I wanted to buy early, and being someone who has such a sharp tongue, he hit me back some questions with recoil. So I spoke louder than usual, and started scolded him. It was so embarrassing because the salesman beside me, was actually laughing at me! Afterall, it wasn't the real giggling, so I don't feel &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; insulted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-5956678359776425436?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5956678359776425436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=5956678359776425436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5956678359776425436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5956678359776425436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-collection.html' title='New Collection'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SY6T-Kpc6eI/AAAAAAAACpI/zazKu6HhQxk/s72-c/DSC03738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-6088915649344488886</id><published>2009-01-28T17:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:23:02.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Dinner Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After work, I've rushed down home for the 2nd reunion dinner. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time, we had 'Yu Sheng'.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the initial part:&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAl2S2bgaI/AAAAAAAACnk/2T864QHYqqI/s1600-h/DSC03589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296274776491000226" style="WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAl2S2bgaI/AAAAAAAACnk/2T864QHYqqI/s400/DSC03589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking at the plain Yu Sheng, we decided to add something more special to enhance the taste.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAnTOu0W-I/AAAAAAAACnw/30R8Jars-ss/s1600-h/DSC03591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296276373113166818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAnTOu0W-I/AAAAAAAACnw/30R8Jars-ss/s400/DSC03591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We bought &amp;amp; added fresh Japanese salmon &amp;amp; octopus. Something out of the box rather than the traditional and conservative way of &lt;em&gt;"Low Hay".&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAnugx9cMI/AAAAAAAACn4/rhnCLx6nPKA/s1600-h/DSC03595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296276841814651074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAnugx9cMI/AAAAAAAACn4/rhnCLx6nPKA/s400/DSC03595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the closer view. The salmon was really really good.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAoMLGb-TI/AAAAAAAACoI/TRwlo5sET0w/s1600-h/DSC03597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296277351391033650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAoMLGb-TI/AAAAAAAACoI/TRwlo5sET0w/s400/DSC03597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After topping up with crackers and sesame seeds, it is about time for &lt;em&gt;"Low Hay"&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAo1oKrMTI/AAAAAAAACoQ/pdoSWDVSh-8/s1600-h/DSC03596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296278063568073010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAo1oKrMTI/AAAAAAAACoQ/pdoSWDVSh-8/s400/DSC03596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;新年快乐！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;万事如意！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;身体健康！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;出入平安！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;招财进宝！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;生意兴隆！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;学业进步！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But don't ever say this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;财源（&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;裁员&lt;/span&gt;）滚滚！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAoLhiUisI/AAAAAAAACoA/Xw_80a4dJfA/s1600-h/DSC03590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296277340233697986" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAoLhiUisI/AAAAAAAACoA/Xw_80a4dJfA/s400/DSC03590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread of home-cooked food.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296278068177776450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAo15Vtr0I/AAAAAAAACoY/mNZX9apKyFc/s400/DSC03592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Standard practice of Dad giving Granny red packet to show what it meant by 'filial piety'. (Correct me if I spelt it wrong).&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYMlnSQrQdI/AAAAAAAACoo/8SYKd461Z4M/s1600-h/DSC03614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297118943564743122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYMlnSQrQdI/AAAAAAAACoo/8SYKd461Z4M/s400/DSC03614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After dinner, we sat down for some snacks like pineapple tarts.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These were made by Doreen (my sister's friend)'s mother. Every year, she would give us a free box of pineapple tarts.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAo2A1wlkI/AAAAAAAACog/PFCRU7Furag/s1600-h/DSC03610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296278070191232578" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAo2A1wlkI/AAAAAAAACog/PFCRU7Furag/s400/DSC03610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something cute to share with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Biscuits moulded out into the character, "Playboy"!&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/2731920664622308530-6088915649344488886?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6088915649344488886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=6088915649344488886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6088915649344488886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6088915649344488886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/01/reunion-dinner-part-2.html' title='Reunion Dinner Part 2'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SYAl2S2bgaI/AAAAAAAACnk/2T864QHYqqI/s72-c/DSC03589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3452922134120538253</id><published>2009-01-23T12:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:21:15.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunion Dinner'/><title type='text'>Teppanyakki @ Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This year's reunion dinner was a very very fulfilling one.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided not to go with the traditional way of doing a steamboat.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead, we had teppanyakki at home!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than teppanyakki, we had fish maw soup! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the preparations for the fish maw soup!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_toba9RkI/AAAAAAAAClc/kEjLg146Vpg/s1600-h/DSC03517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296212965622367810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_toba9RkI/AAAAAAAAClc/kEjLg146Vpg/s400/DSC03517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First, we had sea cucumber! I love sea cucumber.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_tZiyCU7I/AAAAAAAAClU/OYywAXvDZNM/s1600-h/DSC03515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296212709900178354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_tZiyCU7I/AAAAAAAAClU/OYywAXvDZNM/s400/DSC03515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second, we had dried scallops!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_tG0sCWbI/AAAAAAAAClM/r9baZr6F4R4/s1600-h/DSC03514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296212388289337778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_tG0sCWbI/AAAAAAAAClM/r9baZr6F4R4/s400/DSC03514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Third, we had fresh scallops!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nevertheless, we had fish maw, slices of thick abalone, fresh real crab meat etc.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_0g0tlLsI/AAAAAAAACms/INTEuC-svZs/s1600-h/DSC03552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296220531553808066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_0g0tlLsI/AAAAAAAACms/INTEuC-svZs/s400/DSC03552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is the end product!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_1EI4FNmI/AAAAAAAACm8/sdtkTaWU49I/s1600-h/DSC03573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296221138261980770" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_1EI4FNmI/AAAAAAAACm8/sdtkTaWU49I/s400/DSC03573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Topped with fresh corriander leaves and spring onion.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, we had ingredients prepared for the teppanyakki.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_x6PTpAkI/AAAAAAAACmc/5MIG7O6p7jg/s1600-h/DSC03546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296217669654610498" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_x6PTpAkI/AAAAAAAACmc/5MIG7O6p7jg/s400/DSC03546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Sweet Corn&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_v1FS6ktI/AAAAAAAACl8/4Z0A_bJo3jU/s1600-h/DSC03533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296215382044611282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_v1FS6ktI/AAAAAAAACl8/4Z0A_bJo3jU/s400/DSC03533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thin slices of pork&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_xl6CZHhI/AAAAAAAACmU/O9HHNzB7jig/s1600-h/DSC03542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296217320347737618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_xl6CZHhI/AAAAAAAACmU/O9HHNzB7jig/s400/DSC03542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the end product. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We marinated the pork with korean paste and spices. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_wQgezwrI/AAAAAAAACmM/D3in3ATMLcM/s1600-h/DSC03539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296215853198721714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_wQgezwrI/AAAAAAAACmM/D3in3ATMLcM/s400/DSC03539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fresh mushrooms! Great for grilling, topped with cheedar &amp;amp; morzerella cheese!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_wDB-8cLI/AAAAAAAACmE/1qQr3uLBLOQ/s1600-h/DSC03535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296215621673709746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_wDB-8cLI/AAAAAAAACmE/1qQr3uLBLOQ/s400/DSC03535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;German sausages&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_vKlqNO_I/AAAAAAAACl0/6-QQB5oIP1A/s1600-h/DSC03531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296214651997862898" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_vKlqNO_I/AAAAAAAACl0/6-QQB5oIP1A/s400/DSC03531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fresh squids&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_uGqJx_KI/AAAAAAAACls/abT6CguLb30/s1600-h/DSC03525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296213484972932258" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_uGqJx_KI/AAAAAAAACls/abT6CguLb30/s400/DSC03525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our home's favourite! - Shisamo!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_t1cJ35YI/AAAAAAAAClk/ruuOHvWT2uE/s1600-h/DSC03523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296213189157447042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_t1cJ35YI/AAAAAAAAClk/ruuOHvWT2uE/s400/DSC03523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Not to forget something important, vegetables! To get rid of the greasy taste of the food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_qiaMHXeI/AAAAAAAAClE/71wLEX5Uy58/s1600-h/DSC03513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296209563677580770" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_qiaMHXeI/AAAAAAAAClE/71wLEX5Uy58/s400/DSC03513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fresh big tiger prawns.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_qUIDxEjI/AAAAAAAACk8/TIlT0APgpIA/s1600-h/DSC03512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296209318292558386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_qUIDxEjI/AAAAAAAACk8/TIlT0APgpIA/s400/DSC03512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is not normal bacon streaks you see in Cold Storage. This Korean Pork Belly! We bought it @ a Korean mart at Parkway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taste great marinated with wine! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_yIo4NpTI/AAAAAAAACmk/dzo_U04R5_E/s1600-h/DSC03549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296217917037061426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_yIo4NpTI/AAAAAAAACmk/dzo_U04R5_E/s400/DSC03549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last but not least - sambal chilli! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Actually, there is one more sauce we added to dip with the Korean pork belly. It's actually a sauce made from salted beans, grinded into a sticky paste. It was really a perfect combination! We kept on eating non-stop.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_01ilOqMI/AAAAAAAACm0/4pV_IG-Shzk/s1600-h/DSC03570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296220887464192194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_01ilOqMI/AAAAAAAACm0/4pV_IG-Shzk/s400/DSC03570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Before eating, we needed to put it on our table. Be patient!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_5MeH-uCI/AAAAAAAACnM/NFAgiRw5pAs/s1600-h/DSC03581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296225679451273250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_5MeH-uCI/AAAAAAAACnM/NFAgiRw5pAs/s400/DSC03581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tadah! We start our reunion dinner!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_kvxVKX2I/AAAAAAAACk0/r5HhFHBveVA/s1600-h/DSC03506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296203196158074722" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_kvxVKX2I/AAAAAAAACk0/r5HhFHBveVA/s400/DSC03506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Not to forget, good wine! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_kjcV05CI/AAAAAAAACks/zzo4l3ZdZ3Q/s1600-h/DSC03498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296202984365286434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_kjcV05CI/AAAAAAAACks/zzo4l3ZdZ3Q/s400/DSC03498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last but not least, Japanese desserts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We bought this @ Parkway! It was really nice. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_6aq50upI/AAAAAAAACnU/9k82TZmCk_U/s1600-h/DSC03583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296227022911355538" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_6aq50upI/AAAAAAAACnU/9k82TZmCk_U/s400/DSC03583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Dad w/ my granny.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_6s3GNeoI/AAAAAAAACnc/QbrWj2fbwXE/s1600-h/DSC03575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296227335422179970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_6s3GNeoI/AAAAAAAACnc/QbrWj2fbwXE/s400/DSC03575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we ended the night with LOADS of cleaning at home.&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/2731920664622308530-3452922134120538253?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3452922134120538253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3452922134120538253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3452922134120538253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3452922134120538253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/01/teppanyakki-home.html' title='Teppanyakki @ Home'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SX_toba9RkI/AAAAAAAAClc/kEjLg146Vpg/s72-c/DSC03517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3111802953835700308</id><published>2009-01-19T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:48:26.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HECTIC WEEK</title><content type='html'>Oh my god oh my god, Sammi! (Indian word for GOD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found so much dust and web corps on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week have been a fulfilling and hectic one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working from Wednesday all the way to Sunday. (OT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene has left us this week and I don't know why I was really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, it was a regret that JP left us. However, I've never felt more sad when JP left us than Eugene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, Eugene has a stronger bond with me. I got to know him through TKD, as well as Starhub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the first day of training, I initiated the talk by asking him, "Hey you're TKD's friend right?" (Because I saw him @ BGC also)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we started talking. Then, we work, laugh, eat, scold, joke together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for mahjong session. I met Sparky &amp;amp; Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met his family, his sisters, his grandfather etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, he's left us because of his committment in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even went for a briefing to persuade him to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we tried out all best, mouth all dry, still could not make him shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, he sent us a goodbye e-mail, so much like what Issac did as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really felt like crying, but I told myself we can still hang out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that we are closer, he transferred most of his cases over to me for monitoring. And I know this time, I must and have to help him. (Luckily it was the easier ones. Not needed for callback.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, Jen, Eugene, Gilbert, Jeffrey &amp;amp; I went to have Steamboat @ Novena. Had lots of fun. That was the celebration for his leaving. It was a shame the rest could not make it. (I can understand because they are on different work shift.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this Saturday, we're going to his house for his birthday celebration! I shall be in charge of buying the cake! Can play mahjong (Gonna share profits/loss with him again), can get to see Blue &amp;amp; Sparky. So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think everything was just fate? His dog was Sparky, he work at SH. He's TKD's friend, and I'm TKD's friend. And we all 3 got to know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais, so much to say, yet it will be never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely gonna organise an outing for SH. Then Eugene has no excuse to turn it down! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-3111802953835700308?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3111802953835700308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3111802953835700308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3111802953835700308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3111802953835700308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/01/hectic-week.html' title='HECTIC WEEK'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7357913595782693727</id><published>2009-01-13T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T16:04:20.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>I know this is a little bit late, but everything's not always too late isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realised that in Year 2008, I've not really made any resolutions. There goes to why Year 2008 seemed a little cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my previous post, I've talked about what I've done for year 2008. Since its 2009 this year, I shall make REALISTIC resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical resolutions would be like losing weight, slimming down, learn driving etc. However, I'm going to do my resolutions in a more unique and different way YET realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of boring my readers by telling you guys that one of my resolution is losing weight, I will make something realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1. Cut down of fried food, soft drinks &amp;amp; fastfood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(Isn't this more realistic? By cutting down on such high calorie foods, you'll naturally slim down! Duhz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of procrastinating of all the time, promising my father I would learn driving, I will do something to sound better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. After my 9-month contract with Starhub, I will take driving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(Because with work &amp;amp; school, I'm simply so busy. How am I suppose to take another committment when I have 2 big ones already?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many friends kept telling to take driving asap, I seriously don't see the need to. Is driving the IN thing now that everyone around me feels that getting to drive earlier than me seemed sophiscated or cool? That's totally insane &amp;amp; crappy. No doubt that car can make things more convenient at times, but presently, I would think I feel comfortable taking a cab &lt;strong&gt;instead&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3. Go to Bintan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(Probably with my sister)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. Get a DSLR camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(Nikon D60/D90?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5. Save $1.5k by June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(Intending to go Bintan with my sister)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;. Aim to become a Perm Part-Time staff of SH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(Though work is stressful, but I will stay on because of the money, &amp;amp; the people!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Presently, I could not think of much to do for this year. Perhaps resolutions have been made every year, but not all of them have been completed, thus making me feel that it's useless making a new resolution every year. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Great great news. I've finally hit my stats! I am so happy because initially&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I thought I could not make it! 13calls/hr. AND NOW I DID IT! And I can even work OT! My TL, Irene was so proud of Tkd &amp;amp; I. Just so happy that I did it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-7357913595782693727?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7357913595782693727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7357913595782693727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7357913595782693727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7357913595782693727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-resolution.html' title='New Year Resolution'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4049218463988349335</id><published>2009-01-05T12:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:52:27.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoohaas in Year 2008</title><content type='html'>Year 2008 just passed so quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to say how I really feel, about the people I feel comfortable with, the people I love, I hated, the people whom I wished never existed in my life because Year 2008 is the past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. 29 March 2008 - Best Brother's Birthday. (Zhi Yang). Celebrated @ Breathless. First time drinking Barcadi 151. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. 7 April 2008 - Attending Republic Poly. Ok, I don't really like the school, but I'm happy to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;closer friends like Yvonne, Lay Koon, Ash, Zhuang Xun &amp;amp; most imptly, Eugene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. 10 April 2008 - Dine @ Indulgz Bistro w/ Nicholas, Jiashi &amp;amp; Zeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;4. 11 April 2008 - Drinking session with CKTs @ Breathless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5. 4 May 2008 - Found out that Shandy is my primary school friend's, Sng Shi Wei's cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;6. 17 May 2008 - Had the FIRST run of the year with Lay Koon, Eugene, Ash, Xun, Jasmine &amp;amp; Family. Still cannot forget how Eugene pushed me to my limits. And keeps on dragging my hand along just to make my two feet move faster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;7. 8 June 2008 - Went to eat with E35J-ians @ Ban Leong Seafood Restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;8. 12 June 2008 - Went Vivocity w/ Eugene, Lay Koon, Albert, Qiu Yi, Cheryl, Jiashi, Zeus. Fetched Clifford, went to Changi for Nasi Lemak for supp. Went to T3 to slack, went Pasir Ris Park for driving lessons for Bert &amp;amp; Clifford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;9. 25 June 2008 - Beng's birthday. Did not attend because of network jam! Fuck! I received his sms only the next morning! Too late! But I still handed the present over to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;10. 9 July 2008 - Attending Xun's birthday. Ate good food @ Ubi, played cake smashing @ the carpark. Clifford, Ash &amp;amp; I hid behind a red car just to avoid it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;11. 15 July 2008 - Went to watch The Strangers with Eugene. Scare the crap out of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;12. 19 July 2008 - Attending Tina's birthday. Was tipsy and ended up chasing after Clifford, causing myself to hurt my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;13. 16 July 2008 - Went to CSC (Chinese Swimming Club, not Customer Service Centre. -.-) with Eugene, Lay Koon &amp;amp; Albert for badmintion session. After that, went to East Coast for Carls' Juniors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;14. 21 July 2008 - Went to Singapore Zoo with Lay Koon, Eugene, Xun, Ash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;15. 22 July 2008 - Went to Eugene's house for tuition with Albert &amp;amp; Cheryl. Cam-whore w/ Cherly &amp;amp; Yvonne in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;16. 24 July 2008 - Went bowling with Eugene, Lay Koon, Ash, Xun. First time bowling ok! Don't play play. After that, went to watch Dark Knight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;17. 27 July 2008 - Heard news of Aunt Sorlian committed suicide. Mental breakdown for Aunt Alice and Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;18. 5 August 2008 - Went out for lunch with Lay Koon &amp;amp; Eugene. Went for Tom Yam Soup, Ice Cream Chefs, fetch Albert &amp;amp; Jason, went to Comfort Driving Centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;19. 9 August 2008 - Ash's Birthday - Had fun with the cake smashing and all that. Run around circuit road just to avoid him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;20. 12 August 2008 - 14 August 2008 - E35J 3D2N chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;21. 18 August 2008 - Attending Lay Koon's birthday celebration. I must say I enjoyed myself, once again getting to know her family and her better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;22. 25 August 2008 - An outing on my actual birthdate w/ Albert, Lay Koon, Qiu Yi, TKD &amp;amp; Jason. Was a little sad that Eugene cannot be able to watch the movie with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;23. 27-29 August 2008 -My 3D2N birthday chalet. My brothers were there to celebrate it with me. We played lots of lame but rather entertaining games, so heart-warming. Second day, was my secondary school friends, like TKD, Calvin Sim, Yee Teng, CKTs, I prepared many foods like seafood, poultry, kebabs for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;24. 3 September 2008 - Attended Nike Human Race as a volunteer. Had lots of fun, especially when I could get to see Joanne Peh &amp;amp; Rosalyn Lee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;25. 13 September 2008 - Steamboat @ Shandy's house! Another gathering with E35J. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;26. 26 September 2008 - Went for dinner with good friend, Jiashi, @ Bodega Y Tapas Restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;27. 18 October 2008 - Steamboat @ my house! With Jing Hao, Clifford, Wen Sheng, TKD, Calvin Sim, Shervonne. Later on Xun &amp;amp; Ash came over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;28. 24 December 2008 - Starhub X'mas celebration. GREAT PEOPLE to know! I'm soooooooo happy with the celebration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;29. 25 December 2008 - Jing Hao's belated birthday celebration. TKD, Hao, Wen Sheng, Albert &amp;amp; I went KTV singing in the night. Had lots of fun with them as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2008 has been a fruitful year for me. Many fun things have happened, as well as bad things. But what we can only do is to learn from the bad things and avoid it as far as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To people whom I adored: Thanks for being so tolerant with my crappy attitude. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To people whom I hated: Thanks for being part of my life, who motivated me to be better than you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To people whom I am not in good terms with currently: Thanks for leaving such good memories with me, making me reminising whenever and whichever place we used to hang out, dine at, things we did together. I have never hated you guys, and even if we can't be friends, hope that our lives will be better each day by day! There isn't any use being angry with each other and hating each other for lives right? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-4049218463988349335?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4049218463988349335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4049218463988349335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4049218463988349335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4049218463988349335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/01/hoohaas-in-year-2008.html' title='Hoohaas in Year 2008'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4724191580462050257</id><published>2009-01-02T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:00:36.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kai Young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JIASHI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yu Yue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicholas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan Fish Market'/><title type='text'>Nicholas's 19th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is Nicholas's birthday, so we've (Js, Yy, Ky, Nicky, Me) decided to celebrate it together. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we went to Manhattan Fish Market!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCr3LcSOWI/AAAAAAAAChk/76oAGkuwkPY/s1600-h/DSC03413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287414926985541986" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCr3LcSOWI/AAAAAAAAChk/76oAGkuwkPY/s400/DSC03413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seafood Chowder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Nicholas)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCr3gTK2oI/AAAAAAAACiE/7sX4W71zB8E/s1600-h/DSC03419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287414932584454786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCr3gTK2oI/AAAAAAAACiE/7sX4W71zB8E/s400/DSC03419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grilled Norwegian King Salmon Fillet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Eunice)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsKcMWpjI/AAAAAAAACiM/K0h6to6bhQA/s1600-h/DSC03420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287415257899640370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsKcMWpjI/AAAAAAAACiM/K0h6to6bhQA/s400/DSC03420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Salmon really is indeed King-size.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCr3fzAkHI/AAAAAAAACh8/GbdZ6b3cJV8/s1600-h/DSC03418sdfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287414932449562738" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCr3fzAkHI/AAAAAAAACh8/GbdZ6b3cJV8/s400/DSC03418sdfg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manhattan Seafood Platter For Two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Nicholas, Kai Young &amp;amp; I shared this.)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCr3ZHIibI/AAAAAAAACh0/VEkUi9V0u-Q/s1600-h/DSC03416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287414930654923186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCr3ZHIibI/AAAAAAAACh0/VEkUi9V0u-Q/s400/DSC03416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manhattan Fish 'N' chips - Pacific Dory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Jiashi, Yu Yue)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCr3KpeDrI/AAAAAAAAChs/LzQOS3ByRjM/s1600-h/DSC03414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287414926772407986" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCr3KpeDrI/AAAAAAAAChs/LzQOS3ByRjM/s400/DSC03414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried Country Mushroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Shared)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Lazy to critique about the food, so want to know more, go and try! Thumbs up for the country mushroom though!)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So this is what happens...&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At 2pm, I called MFM for a reservation to be on the priority waiting list. I have also spoken to them that I have decided to give Nicholas a surprise. So I intended to buy a cake to surprise him after dining at the restaurant.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were supposed to meet at 6pm. However, I reached PS @ 5.30pm to buy a cake for our birthday boy. Went to buy an ice-cream cake @ Swensens. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To my UTTER shock, Nicholas was earlier than me! He told he was around MFM, so I started to panic and passed the cake over to the manager, Andy.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And all of us acted as if nothing happened.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we ordered our food, drinks, eat, joke, chat, laugh.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nicholas &amp;amp; Ky went to the toilet and so I called for Andy. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not sure whether was it luck or what, just as Nicholas &amp;amp; Ky came back, the assistant manager was lighting the candle while walking to me.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Nicholas: *Squinted eyes*&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: *Half-mocking smile*&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And so I requested for more than half of the waiters to gather around to sing a birthday song for Nicholas. &lt;em&gt;Some diners were also sporty enough to join in the fun by clapping, singing, and whistling. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsLDWXADI/AAAAAAAACic/qaIDGQuMxBg/s1600-h/DSC03422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287415268410589234" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsLDWXADI/AAAAAAAACic/qaIDGQuMxBg/s400/DSC03422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this is Nicholas WEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 years of friendship, and still counting.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsKy4-GTI/AAAAAAAACiU/qchlVFUHtsc/s1600-h/DSC03421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287415263992355122" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsKy4-GTI/AAAAAAAACiU/qchlVFUHtsc/s400/DSC03421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a second shot!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsLY4BAmI/AAAAAAAACik/N8byOtCPBZ0/s1600-h/DSC03426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287415274188898914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsLY4BAmI/AAAAAAAACik/N8byOtCPBZ0/s400/DSC03426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally he cuts the cake.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsLd0oaHI/AAAAAAAACis/6oIGKNSoJHc/s1600-h/DSC03427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287415275516881010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsLd0oaHI/AAAAAAAACis/6oIGKNSoJHc/s400/DSC03427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And realises that the cake is...&lt;br /&gt;too hard.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCseya06AI/AAAAAAAACjE/Tmv3W2Ss350/s1600-h/DSC03432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287415607463307266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCseya06AI/AAAAAAAACjE/Tmv3W2Ss350/s400/DSC03432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Js pose for a spastic look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCseblLTjI/AAAAAAAACi8/HbVy1b3sApQ/s1600-h/DSC03431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287415601332702770" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCseblLTjI/AAAAAAAACi8/HbVy1b3sApQ/s400/DSC03431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please don't take my picture! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCseY5cZLI/AAAAAAAACi0/oXrZd21ogAk/s1600-h/DSC03430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287415600612402354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCseY5cZLI/AAAAAAAACi0/oXrZd21ogAk/s400/DSC03430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how we eat. Everyone poke their forks into the cake because it was less time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After leaving the place, we decided to take a group picture. So smart enough, we set the timer on my camera, and everyone was in position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsfVyTrII/AAAAAAAACjU/Qj5nklRSr8c/s1600-h/DSC03436gfgdfg-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287415616957033602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCsfVyTrII/AAAAAAAACjU/Qj5nklRSr8c/s400/DSC03436gfgdfg-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I managed to cropped my FATS away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Nicholas is so irritating. I've just celebrated my 18th birthday not long ago, and now, he's 19 already!&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/2731920664622308530-4724191580462050257?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4724191580462050257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4724191580462050257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4724191580462050257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4724191580462050257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2009/01/nicholass-19th-birthday.html' title='Nicholas&apos;s 19th Birthday'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SWCr3LcSOWI/AAAAAAAAChk/76oAGkuwkPY/s72-c/DSC03413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-5135528360274530614</id><published>2008-12-25T00:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:19:24.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SH X'mas Celebration Part 1</title><content type='html'>This is definitely the best and heart-warming celebration I had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures were taken from my camera, so therefore there is only Part 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJ7vBdlOgI/AAAAAAAAChc/eTyl9bw3R9g/s1600-h/IMAGE_366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283421360635591170" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJ7vBdlOgI/AAAAAAAAChc/eTyl9bw3R9g/s400/IMAGE_366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is ME! Preparing for the X'mas gathering @ SH, and dinner with relatives &amp;amp; friends!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmmLbUd_I/AAAAAAAACgc/cmCmzWfA6Uc/s1600-h/IMAGE_331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283398118947452914" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmmLbUd_I/AAAAAAAACgc/cmCmzWfA6Uc/s400/IMAGE_331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ee-Kian AKA Randy &amp;amp; I&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He is the first ever guy I've talked to during double-banking!&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered how our conversation started. Haha. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJml2xUXJI/AAAAAAAACgU/CGhRjRzHWac/s1600-h/IMAGE_330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283398113402576018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJml2xUXJI/AAAAAAAACgU/CGhRjRzHWac/s400/IMAGE_330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Left: TKD, Gilbert, Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TKD, for all you know, well, 5 years of friendship &amp;amp; still counting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gilbert is my schoolmate cum colleague!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before knowing him, I told him I'd always see him around in school. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmlgVlgAI/AAAAAAAACgM/jDWakKerOeI/s1600-h/IMAGE_327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283398107380678658" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmlgVlgAI/AAAAAAAACgM/jDWakKerOeI/s400/IMAGE_327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh, introduction not needed! He's TKD! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmXuwtqOI/AAAAAAAACgE/6cpxl-IExjc/s1600-h/IMAGE_324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283397870734387426" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmXuwtqOI/AAAAAAAACgE/6cpxl-IExjc/s400/IMAGE_324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gil, you are supposed to wear pink, you know?! So he argued and said that there were little strips of pink on his shirt. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmXroEJjI/AAAAAAAACf8/6GWbLtzfF4M/s1600-h/IMAGE_321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283397869892806194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmXroEJjI/AAAAAAAACf8/6GWbLtzfF4M/s400/IMAGE_321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Left (Row 1): Ethel, Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Left: (Row 2): TKD, Li Hui, Gilbert, Jeffrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOHOHO! Weekend Team! Love you love you love you!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, JP's left us due to some reasons. Confidential.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eugene could not make it in time. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmXQKfEcI/AAAAAAAACf0/b26xJ_zWVVw/s1600-h/IMAGE_312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283397862520984002" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmXQKfEcI/AAAAAAAACf0/b26xJ_zWVVw/s400/IMAGE_312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh, xLong is so sweet to buy every girl a rose! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Fred keeps teasing me for smelling the rose like a dog. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BTW, I love rose &amp;amp; tulips! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmWzfWheI/AAAAAAAACfs/bkUTM_vtg-s/s1600-h/IMAGE_311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283397854823876066" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmWzfWheI/AAAAAAAACfs/bkUTM_vtg-s/s400/IMAGE_311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Left: Me, Ethel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Very very sweet girl, and definitely a good partner to bitch with! You know, I'd always talk to her in a bitchy way with those English accent, and she would go laughing and laughing non-stop. Haha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmmomFhFI/AAAAAAAACgs/zKKq9l9MXUo/s1600-h/IMAGE_333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283398126777238610" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmmomFhFI/AAAAAAAACgs/zKKq9l9MXUo/s400/IMAGE_333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Left: Fred, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fred is one of my TLs. He may seem fierce and always cool, but when you get to know him better, he's really nice to talk with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the way he scolds me or tease me, I felt like he's my elder brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very "Zhi Yang" type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That kind who would yak and nag at you. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh by the way, I owe him 3 big packets of Mentos thanks to GILBERT. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmmZ7BydI/AAAAAAAACgk/8IhiEjQfeAQ/s1600-h/IMAGE_332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283398122838542802" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmmZ7BydI/AAAAAAAACgk/8IhiEjQfeAQ/s400/IMAGE_332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to take it again but turned out to be still blur. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmxA7ksRI/AAAAAAAACg0/EShmmVyYSVA/s1600-h/IMAGE_334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283398305108504850" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmxA7ksRI/AAAAAAAACg0/EShmmVyYSVA/s400/IMAGE_334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So he decided to grab my phone and took another photo, but still won't work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So before that, I was boasting about my HTC diamond. And now, he's smug about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fred: "Oh, so this is HTC diamond?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moral of the story: Never brag to someone who works in the telecommunication company about phone products! HAHA! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmxjQnVEI/AAAAAAAACg8/ToybQ9VGYQM/s1600-h/IMAGE_335sv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283398314323563586" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJmxjQnVEI/AAAAAAAACg8/ToybQ9VGYQM/s400/IMAGE_335sv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Left: Me, Fred, Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are considered my regular reader, you should have known or heard who is Jen. Jen is our "Shi Mu". The one who brought and nuture us up from a small bean into a plant. BTW, she worked @ SH for 8 years 8 months and still counting OK! PIONEER HOR. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Fred &amp;amp; I were supposed to take this photo again, taken by another TL, Jensen, but Jen joined in the fun! And I totally love this picture alright. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJrBlCfTmI/AAAAAAAAChE/soHslSEyG4o/s1600-h/IMAGE_319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283402987725606498" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJrBlCfTmI/AAAAAAAAChE/soHslSEyG4o/s400/IMAGE_319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is Antonio. Our BOSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, I don't know if I am considered lucky or not. This is how the gift-exchange programme works. We are supposed to pick a photo out of the whole PT team in a pouch. And my BOSS, Antonio, got hold of my picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got hold of Eugene's. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means to say, whichever photo you chose, you would have to give him/her a gift. SO, today when he called my name, everyone was likem "WOAH!" And everyone applauded. So embarrassing! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJrB0J9RkI/AAAAAAAAChM/PfQ9Fgs7kB0/s1600-h/IMAGE_357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283402991783462466" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJrB0J9RkI/AAAAAAAAChM/PfQ9Fgs7kB0/s400/IMAGE_357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is the gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened it, and it turned out to be a LARGE ESPRIT towel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Practical and definitely come in handy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great for a Sentosa outing! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJrCKVvhEI/AAAAAAAAChU/vlxA2V5S_oE/s1600-h/IMAGE_365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283402997738472514" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJrCKVvhEI/AAAAAAAAChU/vlxA2V5S_oE/s400/IMAGE_365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I'm contented with this Christmas Eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shall upload some of the pictures taken at Park Royal Hotel w/ Aunt Alice &amp;amp; Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Second Part will be from Jeffrey's camera. AND SO MANY PICTURES WERE SO BLUR! WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/S:P/S: I miss Zhi Yang so much. Just yesterday, I dreamt of him. And I don't feel good. I feel so sad after that dream. So I think it's time I should meet him up to slack. I cannot leave this precious brother of mine alone. A lot of things happened to him lately. He's too &lt;strong&gt;precious&lt;/strong&gt; to lose. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-5135528360274530614?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5135528360274530614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=5135528360274530614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5135528360274530614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5135528360274530614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/sh-xmas-celebration-part-1.html' title='SH X&apos;mas Celebration Part 1'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SVJ7vBdlOgI/AAAAAAAAChc/eTyl9bw3R9g/s72-c/IMAGE_366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7882048556630921537</id><published>2008-12-21T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:31:21.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my work table. I must say quite a nice environment to work in. Air-conditioned, entilted to one workplace, I get to sit near all the TLs, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Fred&lt;/span&gt; infront of me, &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt; diagonally infront of me, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Irene&lt;/span&gt; beside me, &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Jonny&lt;/span&gt; diagonally behind me, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jenson&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt;'s workplace just 8 steps away from my work table, to be VERY VERY specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8vZcK4x4I/AAAAAAAACfE/1SKPow8LLqs/s1600-h/IMAGE_286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282493002033973122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8vZcK4x4I/AAAAAAAACfE/1SKPow8LLqs/s400/IMAGE_286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8vZ1UvPOI/AAAAAAAACfU/cv0uHQTTPkk/s1600-h/IMAGE_284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282493008786177250" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8vZ1UvPOI/AAAAAAAACfU/cv0uHQTTPkk/s400/IMAGE_284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is TKD, sitting beside me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8vZoPuj7I/AAAAAAAACfM/CD6cYTxNjFU/s1600-h/IMAGE_283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282493005275500466" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8vZoPuj7I/AAAAAAAACfM/CD6cYTxNjFU/s400/IMAGE_283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I know these looks real messy on my worktable. I'm not vain, just that I brought the moisturiser along because my skin is peeling off due to sunburn! And the wrist rest belongs to my caregroup TL, Irene! She's not working today, but I took it to play. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8yxlOP_YI/AAAAAAAACfc/tnmOw4AVJuc/s1600-h/IMAGE_279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282496715315740034" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8yxlOP_YI/AAAAAAAACfc/tnmOw4AVJuc/s400/IMAGE_279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh ya, and Fred called me a "Red Buttock" because I simply look like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-7882048556630921537?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7882048556630921537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7882048556630921537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7882048556630921537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7882048556630921537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-my-work-table.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8vZcK4x4I/AAAAAAAACfE/1SKPow8LLqs/s72-c/IMAGE_286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-1038537756135987592</id><published>2008-12-20T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:08:20.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See how busy am I?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I don't even have time to tidy my table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, Work, Eat, Sleep, School, Work, Eat Sleep and it goes on again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8uX1gXLbI/AAAAAAAACes/wPtR5N_W3dw/s1600-h/IMAGE_274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282491874963566002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8uX1gXLbI/AAAAAAAACes/wPtR5N_W3dw/s400/IMAGE_274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Actually not that bad right? Things on my table just gets a little out of place, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-1038537756135987592?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1038537756135987592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=1038537756135987592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1038537756135987592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1038537756135987592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/see-how-busy-am-i-that-i-dont-even-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8uX1gXLbI/AAAAAAAACes/wPtR5N_W3dw/s72-c/IMAGE_274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3177812894727238291</id><published>2008-12-15T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:04:27.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;During the hols, went out with Js to Sentosa!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Long time since I met her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8s0qLVpDI/AAAAAAAACek/RhKT4Sug07c/s1600-h/IMAGE_257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282490171115545650" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8s0qLVpDI/AAAAAAAACek/RhKT4Sug07c/s400/IMAGE_257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8s0aHqdVI/AAAAAAAACec/2SwXUD4dEY4/s1600-h/IMAGE_270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282490166805165394" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8s0aHqdVI/AAAAAAAACec/2SwXUD4dEY4/s400/IMAGE_270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;P/S: She's going to Bangkok next week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-3177812894727238291?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3177812894727238291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3177812894727238291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3177812894727238291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3177812894727238291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/during-hols-went-out-with-js-to-sentosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SU8s0qLVpDI/AAAAAAAACek/RhKT4Sug07c/s72-c/IMAGE_257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-6277369609941217272</id><published>2008-12-14T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:39:56.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WALLET'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COACH'/><title type='text'>Another Coach Collection</title><content type='html'>Sis is back from the US for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told her to get one wallet for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From COACH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUchttvvvOI/AAAAAAAACeE/pEPNFSF9HC8/s1600-h/DSC02980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280226157372882146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUchttvvvOI/AAAAAAAACeE/pEPNFSF9HC8/s400/DSC02980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUcht1xpScI/AAAAAAAACeM/uGM4IUcaij4/s1600-h/DSC02994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280226159528331714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUcht1xpScI/AAAAAAAACeM/uGM4IUcaij4/s400/DSC02994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Recently, I have a fettish for &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; color, not any purple, but ROYAL purple. Ok, some of you may say purple is a GAY color (Neither scientifically proven nor does it make sense, so I chose not to believe this myth), or rather some of you may say SEXUALLY DEPRIVED (Again, no S.P, so well..), but I don't care!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For me, I think Purple is a royal color. And Ahah!, this has history of it. Check wikipedia out, I'm so lazy to write about the history of how Purple became a royal color. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Really like the gold plated knot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've recently taken a liking to Longchamp bags! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And Ethel went to take a look and the prices are reasonable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I shall either get a pink or purple one real soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P/S: FYI, I'm using my hard-earned money. So I don't wish to hear any comments stating that I'm a spoilt brat. People nowadays seemed to have the wrong perception of hard-earned money and hard-saved money. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-6277369609941217272?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6277369609941217272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=6277369609941217272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6277369609941217272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6277369609941217272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-coach-collection.html' title='Another Coach Collection'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUchttvvvOI/AAAAAAAACeE/pEPNFSF9HC8/s72-c/DSC02980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-1296546499294828519</id><published>2008-12-11T11:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:19:42.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I Rebond?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUcd0FOm62I/AAAAAAAACd8/_reZ5ErSvYk/s1600-h/IMAGE_243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280221868709047138" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUcd0FOm62I/AAAAAAAACd8/_reZ5ErSvYk/s400/IMAGE_243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO BORED. This is taken before work. After looking at this picture, I was thinking of doing a rebond for my hair. However, if you guys ever remembered I was once anorexic, and I lose all my hair. Which means to say, the hair I have now are all baby hair. So, if I were to do a rebond, my hair would probably spoil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my split ends starts to get a little frizzy. How how how?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-1296546499294828519?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1296546499294828519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=1296546499294828519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1296546499294828519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1296546499294828519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/should-i-rebond.html' title='Should I Rebond?'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUcd0FOm62I/AAAAAAAACd8/_reZ5ErSvYk/s72-c/IMAGE_243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7316341618535727259</id><published>2008-12-10T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:20:36.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats My TL, Johnny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;We are all so happy for this young lad, who is my TL, Johnny! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Because he's officially taken!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Married to another ex-colleague of urs who started working here 4 years ago!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUccBmZLDsI/AAAAAAAACd0/E76Ql0LRPE4/s1600-h/IMAGE_253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280219901926772418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUccBmZLDsI/AAAAAAAACd0/E76Ql0LRPE4/s400/IMAGE_253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;FYI, Johnny is one of my TLs (There are 6 including him by the way). And he's really really good, friendly, funny, patient, thoughtful, helpful, and never gets angry with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, he worked for 6 years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-7316341618535727259?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7316341618535727259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7316341618535727259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7316341618535727259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7316341618535727259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/congrats-my-tl-johnny.html' title='Congrats My TL, Johnny!'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUccBmZLDsI/AAAAAAAACd0/E76Ql0LRPE4/s72-c/IMAGE_253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-8808056167039400589</id><published>2008-12-08T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:06:13.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHAUN'/><title type='text'>Crazy Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUcbB1WQGrI/AAAAAAAACds/h56QohrgqV4/s1600-h/IMAGE_254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280218806429424306" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUcbB1WQGrI/AAAAAAAACds/h56QohrgqV4/s400/IMAGE_254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy digging for gold!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-8808056167039400589?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8808056167039400589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=8808056167039400589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8808056167039400589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8808056167039400589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazy-brother.html' title='Crazy Brother'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SUcbB1WQGrI/AAAAAAAACds/h56QohrgqV4/s72-c/IMAGE_254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-8166849100267509613</id><published>2008-12-06T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:19:00.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great-Grand Cousin's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to attend my great grand-cousin's wedding!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hotel lightings were spectacular!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPNkCp4kI/AAAAAAAAB-4/kZFyDkzrDtQ/s1600-h/IMAGE_158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276617007849660994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPNkCp4kI/AAAAAAAAB-4/kZFyDkzrDtQ/s400/IMAGE_158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPNQD2V3I/AAAAAAAAB-w/y0cUjTWH44I/s1600-h/IMAGE_159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276617002485962610" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPNQD2V3I/AAAAAAAAB-w/y0cUjTWH44I/s400/IMAGE_159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that nice and grand?&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPNE1qT9I/AAAAAAAAB-o/hyqCY1X5RFg/s1600-h/IMAGE_155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276616999473663954" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPNE1qT9I/AAAAAAAAB-o/hyqCY1X5RFg/s400/IMAGE_155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the Menu for the wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Food mediocre, I must say.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPM-GLvgI/AAAAAAAAB-g/ytYypksitQM/s1600-h/IMAGE_152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276616997663915522" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPM-GLvgI/AAAAAAAAB-g/ytYypksitQM/s400/IMAGE_152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Pretty set of utensils!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPkTMmRKI/AAAAAAAAB_I/-BFcR-z-n-o/s1600-h/IMAGE_162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276617398464955554" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPkTMmRKI/AAAAAAAAB_I/-BFcR-z-n-o/s400/IMAGE_162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this cake outside one of the ballroom. It was really nice! Guess what are the little puffs made of?!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPj2lWpWI/AAAAAAAAB_A/sKBYdm4r_U4/s1600-h/IMAGE_161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276617390784161122" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPj2lWpWI/AAAAAAAAB_A/sKBYdm4r_U4/s400/IMAGE_161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO NICE RIGHT?!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPkV9tS8I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/TmwxMwNGyMw/s1600-h/IMAGE_163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276617399207807938" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPkV9tS8I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/TmwxMwNGyMw/s400/IMAGE_163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a closer look!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPkmjqVaI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/hoh4lZPMCi0/s1600-h/IMAGE_164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276617403661964706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPkmjqVaI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/hoh4lZPMCi0/s400/IMAGE_164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are actually cream puffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Then the pink color base would be the actual cake!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S: Somemore pictures with Daphne, so shall wait for her to pass it to me before I upload it here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPkV9tS8I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/TmwxMwNGyMw/s1600-h/IMAGE_163.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-8166849100267509613?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8166849100267509613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=8166849100267509613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8166849100267509613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8166849100267509613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-grand-cousins-wedding.html' title='Great-Grand Cousin&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STpPNkCp4kI/AAAAAAAAB-4/kZFyDkzrDtQ/s72-c/IMAGE_158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4234676491739482156</id><published>2008-12-04T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:36:34.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate's Presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkfk-T15AI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/a23f9Racs7E/s1600-h/IMAGE_105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276283158503220226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkfk-T15AI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/a23f9Racs7E/s400/IMAGE_105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know Nate by now, he is the joy in our class. He's a great joker, and it was really a joy to have him in class. And I don't know whether I call it fate, I would always team up with him. And everytime, both of us would want to try something fun instead of the dead and traditional way of presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for Enterprise lesson, his slides was the most outstanding. Reason? His slide is sooooooo adorable and cute! So I've decided to take a picture of him, with his slide!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-4234676491739482156?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4234676491739482156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4234676491739482156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4234676491739482156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4234676491739482156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/nates-presentation.html' title='Nate&apos;s Presentation'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkfk-T15AI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/a23f9Racs7E/s72-c/IMAGE_105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-6503414836156559903</id><published>2008-12-03T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:41:21.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Natalie, Sandra &amp;amp; I accompanied Ju for dental check-up. On the way to the clinic, we found this large poster @ Douby Ghaut!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So I could not resist it anymore, so I've decided to take a picture with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh, I'm hugging Edward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkhDkmWTGI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/9k8ifDeKEU8/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276284783689092194" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkhDkmWTGI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/9k8ifDeKEU8/s400/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Twilight, I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-6503414836156559903?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6503414836156559903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=6503414836156559903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6503414836156559903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6503414836156559903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkhDkmWTGI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/9k8ifDeKEU8/s72-c/Image032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-6776466461515704018</id><published>2008-11-28T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:20:39.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkbwmsDtvI/AAAAAAAAB-I/JCrxi_MRV8k/s1600-h/IMAGE_073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276278960274257650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkbwmsDtvI/AAAAAAAAB-I/JCrxi_MRV8k/s400/IMAGE_073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Pet - MoMo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkbvU-Nq_I/AAAAAAAAB9w/tRBYugsN1zA/s1600-h/IMAGE_060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276278938338700274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkbvU-Nq_I/AAAAAAAAB9w/tRBYugsN1zA/s400/IMAGE_060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid Nat wants an apple from me.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkbwA2E_oI/AAAAAAAAB-A/_gSaH5TrkuY/s1600-h/IMAGE_065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276278950115737218" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkbwA2E_oI/AAAAAAAAB-A/_gSaH5TrkuY/s400/IMAGE_065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to give her an apple..&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkbvwcqAlI/AAAAAAAAB94/jJU6mQ0s_Go/s1600-h/IMAGE_063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276278945714143826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkbvwcqAlI/AAAAAAAAB94/jJU6mQ0s_Go/s400/IMAGE_063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jason was kind enough to offer me a corn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha!.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S: I'm so crazy over Pet Society. And my classmates are all influenced by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/2731920664622308530-6776466461515704018?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6776466461515704018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=6776466461515704018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6776466461515704018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6776466461515704018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/pet-society.html' title='Pet Society'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkbwmsDtvI/AAAAAAAAB-I/JCrxi_MRV8k/s72-c/IMAGE_073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-1107643853203967353</id><published>2008-11-26T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:14:21.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polaroid</title><content type='html'>My clique &amp;amp; I decided to take polaroid pictures! I must say the photographer sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw this service offered by one of the pushcarts and decided to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures turned out to be a little dark. Duhz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkaeORAE_I/AAAAAAAAB9o/fWWzenQz6O4/s1600-h/IMAGE_096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277544969049074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkaeORAE_I/AAAAAAAAB9o/fWWzenQz6O4/s400/IMAGE_096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkad1kIfJI/AAAAAAAAB9g/rf-iidNTIRg/s1600-h/IMAGE_090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277538338405522" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkad1kIfJI/AAAAAAAAB9g/rf-iidNTIRg/s400/IMAGE_090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty Stella holding our pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S: I love Stephenie Meyer. I love her books. I LOVE IT.&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/2731920664622308530-1107643853203967353?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1107643853203967353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=1107643853203967353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1107643853203967353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1107643853203967353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/polaroid.html' title='Polaroid'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/STkaeORAE_I/AAAAAAAAB9o/fWWzenQz6O4/s72-c/IMAGE_096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-5255478272438802374</id><published>2008-11-24T15:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:51:47.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephenie Meyer's Great Works</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recently, about just a week ago, I've got hooked on by a book. Not just a book, but a series of books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reasons why I mentioned a series of books is because the story is being stretch over 4 books, making the book a little long-winded yet exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Twilight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. New Moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Eclipse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Breaking Dawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My little cousins were all crazy about these books, and I was eager to read it as well. Actually, I wanted to see if the book did sounded as exciting and thrilling as my cousins claimed to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Indeed, I got addicted to this book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I read it on the bus, I read it while waiting for the bus, I read it on the train while to work, I read it during my 45min break in work, I read it after I had done my work in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSpeX0iKdvI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/xubY7HsTivk/s1600-h/IMAGE_027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272130077122524914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSpeX0iKdvI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/xubY7HsTivk/s400/IMAGE_027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the first book, Twilight. The older version of Twilight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Since I had just gotten my pay (Which is quite a lot), I've decided to pamper myself by going to Borders to buy all 4 books.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After work, my team leader Johnny, my colleague Ethel and her friend, Stanley &amp;amp; I went to Borders to get these books. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Unfortunately, the 3rd book named Eclipse was sold out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;SOLD OUT. Even Borders do not have stocks! Can you imagine how crazy people are over these books?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I glumed and gave a sad look to the guy who attended me over at the counter. All he could do was to give me a wide and charming smile that stretches over his face. What a cute guy. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSpeXdybFUI/AAAAAAAAB9I/fu1soOvDzkY/s1600-h/IMAGE_042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272130071016707394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSpeXdybFUI/AAAAAAAAB9I/fu1soOvDzkY/s400/IMAGE_042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These books do come in hard cover, but I chose to buy the soft covers because they are better and easier to maintain. And I can wrapped them up in nice, neat and transparent wrapper. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let me tell you a little about what the storybook is all about.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The vampire, Edward is in love with a normal human being named Bella. And their love was so strong then Edward chooses to overcome his temptations towards Bella's blood. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The love between them was so well-expressed in the book and I started to fantasize about how good if Edward was my vampire boyfriend.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BECAUSE Edward was expressed to be the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXTREMELY HANDSOME, CHARMING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guy who every girl would hope to own. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*I could hardly breathe*&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And I cried the part when Edward gave something to Bella for her 18th birthday. It was so touching.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While on the bus to school, when I was reading this part, a drop of tear tickled across my cheeks as I tilted my head towards the hard, cold and transpart glass of the bus. Immediately, I wiped it off with my hand to prevent myself from embarrassment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I shall not elaborate more on the rest of the story, because I want to encourage people from all ages to read this!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BUY IT, LEND IT FROM SOMEONE ELSE, whatever it is, read it!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ESPECIALLY TEENAGERS. I don't understand why teenagers and youths nowadays hate reading. I dont find reading a chore at all!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I spent a week reading the first book and I'm reading New Moon because I can't wait to continue the story! SO PLEASE, READERS PLEASE READ IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-5255478272438802374?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5255478272438802374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=5255478272438802374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5255478272438802374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5255478272438802374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/stephenie-meyers-great-works.html' title='Stephenie Meyer&apos;s Great Works'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSpeX0iKdvI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/xubY7HsTivk/s72-c/IMAGE_027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4539105689704849951</id><published>2008-11-24T14:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:09:12.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='XIAO LONG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STARHUB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MAHJONG KHAKI'/><title type='text'>Thanks, Xiao Long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSpMGcx6Z9I/AAAAAAAAB9A/rPwWfNhnENY/s1600-h/IMAGE_035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272109987479054290" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSpMGcx6Z9I/AAAAAAAAB9A/rPwWfNhnENY/s400/IMAGE_035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mahjong Khaki helped me passed my timesheet to Jen! Because today is the DEADLINE!During break 1, rushed off to his house to pass it to him as he's returning to office for OT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Long's house was SO DIFFICULT TO FIND, but ended up I realised it's only a few blocks away from my school. DAMM! I took the long route. So we called each other like both of us were in the jungle. Actually I was the idiotic one who can't find him. -.-"" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when he couldn't find me, he called and asked, "So where is your foot now?" I find it somehow funny and hilarious. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: This means pay is coming again! WooHooooo! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-4539105689704849951?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4539105689704849951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4539105689704849951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4539105689704849951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4539105689704849951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks-xiao-long.html' title='Thanks, Xiao Long!'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSpMGcx6Z9I/AAAAAAAAB9A/rPwWfNhnENY/s72-c/IMAGE_035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4359922611044978539</id><published>2008-11-20T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:31:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Made Our Mother Proud Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSo0JXJcQPI/AAAAAAAAB84/G4pIAzQstGA/s1600-h/IMAGE_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272083649227669746" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSo0JXJcQPI/AAAAAAAAB84/G4pIAzQstGA/s400/IMAGE_019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSo0I7Z2GpI/AAAAAAAAB8o/WX_f6lxl434/s1600-h/IMAGE_017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272083641780279954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSo0I7Z2GpI/AAAAAAAAB8o/WX_f6lxl434/s400/IMAGE_017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brother, you did our family proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-4359922611044978539?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4359922611044978539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4359922611044978539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4359922611044978539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4359922611044978539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-made-our-mother-proud-again.html' title='We Made Our Mother Proud Again'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSo0JXJcQPI/AAAAAAAAB84/G4pIAzQstGA/s72-c/IMAGE_019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4169628500535111985</id><published>2008-11-19T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:32:23.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without MakeUp</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSYYh3k_0xI/AAAAAAAAB8g/ji5S1qhAVkk/s1600-h/IMAGE_022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270927384017621778" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSYYh3k_0xI/AAAAAAAAB8g/ji5S1qhAVkk/s400/IMAGE_022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken before work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my pale lips? I'm sick. Very sick. But still had to drag myself to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-4169628500535111985?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4169628500535111985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4169628500535111985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4169628500535111985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4169628500535111985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/without-makeup.html' title='Without MakeUp'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSYYh3k_0xI/AAAAAAAAB8g/ji5S1qhAVkk/s72-c/IMAGE_022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-2293152713457202630</id><published>2008-11-18T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:05:03.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Sweet, So Is Love</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is something which Nat gave to Stella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never find something so innovative like this to perk up between relationships which makes the other party feel so loved and taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSYV6UiNpUI/AAAAAAAAB8I/ziujjRq2BJU/s1600-h/IMAGE_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270924505572549954" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSYV6UiNpUI/AAAAAAAAB8I/ziujjRq2BJU/s400/IMAGE_013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Candy Sweet, So Is Love."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/2731920664622308530-2293152713457202630?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2293152713457202630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=2293152713457202630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/2293152713457202630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/2293152713457202630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/candy-sweet-so-is-love.html' title='Candy Sweet, So Is Love'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSYV6UiNpUI/AAAAAAAAB8I/ziujjRq2BJU/s72-c/IMAGE_013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-5417157831359409683</id><published>2008-11-17T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:47:46.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistically, Inartistically?</title><content type='html'>Went to eat with Ju, Stella, Nat, Sandra &amp;amp; Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate Nasi Lemak, oh did I tell you guys the Nasi Lemak we have in our school is very nice? Rice fragrant, chicken wing cripsy, chilli hot enough, omelette in thin slices, cucumber crunchy, what more can I ask for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told the lady not to add peanuts onto my plate but somehow she didn't get the message. Am I speaking in such a profound language that she couldn't understand? I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I threw the peanuts onto the table. and unintentionally, the peanuts that rolled over the table formed something which I feel it was kind of artistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSYPFCHBnSI/AAAAAAAAB74/fv84zi6_G6A/s1600-h/Peanut+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270916993023843618" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSYPFCHBnSI/AAAAAAAAB74/fv84zi6_G6A/s400/Peanut+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But look at the next picture. Don't be horrified, or rather are you horrified with the first picture already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSYSHG6SuQI/AAAAAAAAB8A/LEq8jpoav4A/s1600-h/Peanut+1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270920327207237890" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSYSHG6SuQI/AAAAAAAAB8A/LEq8jpoav4A/s400/Peanut+1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Whatever*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-5417157831359409683?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5417157831359409683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=5417157831359409683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5417157831359409683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5417157831359409683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/artistically-inartistically.html' title='Artistically, Inartistically?'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SSYPFCHBnSI/AAAAAAAAB74/fv84zi6_G6A/s72-c/Peanut+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7304835327641604602</id><published>2008-11-13T16:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:20:48.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I MISS E35J'/><title type='text'>You Made My Day</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to blog about this because someone made me so happy yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was feeling so restless in class and I happened to open my classroom's door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess who I saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S HAZWAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD. I miss him like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know this is gonna sound fucking dramatic, but I just want to pen it down for memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted his name, "WAN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Both looking shocked***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you imagine that it was such a coincidence that he was just outside my classroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He was actually looking for a friend opposite to my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAN: "HEY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we hugged each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's freaking good to hug because he's TALL. FREAKING TALL. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost wanted to cry because I miss &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E35J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't say I don't like my current class, but I felt there's something missing in this class - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must say I'm happy to be good friends with Stella, Sandra &amp;amp; Jurthika, and last but not least, Natalie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least they are the motivation for me to go school everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Tomorrow E35J is gathering together again to discuss something GRAND. HAHAHA! I miss my MaMa! )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-7304835327641604602?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7304835327641604602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7304835327641604602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7304835327641604602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7304835327641604602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-made-my-day.html' title='You Made My Day'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-8549778707920162913</id><published>2008-11-08T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:12:31.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom fetched me from work and off we go to attend my God Grandmother's 90th birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See how big this cake is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wonder whether can I live up to so long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRewG0_g1nI/AAAAAAAAB7o/E35PZjB6Mm0/s1600-h/DSC00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266871920583825010" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRewG0_g1nI/AAAAAAAAB7o/E35PZjB6Mm0/s400/DSC00008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRewGsZeheI/AAAAAAAAB7g/sjohvN6Z_qg/s1600-h/DSC00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266871918276806114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRewGsZeheI/AAAAAAAAB7g/sjohvN6Z_qg/s400/DSC00006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Sorry readers, busy with work &amp;amp; study! But I promise to update more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-8549778707920162913?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8549778707920162913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=8549778707920162913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8549778707920162913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8549778707920162913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/mom-fetched-me-from-work-and-off-we-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRewG0_g1nI/AAAAAAAAB7o/E35PZjB6Mm0/s72-c/DSC00008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4535658217518860432</id><published>2008-11-07T15:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:31:09.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JURTHIKA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SANDRA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EUNICE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STELLA'/><title type='text'>Random-ness</title><content type='html'>Want to know how does a nerd looks like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRPr9tG-fsI/AAAAAAAAB64/i_5FwX7SJQE/s1600-h/Photo99-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265811834639646402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRPr9tG-fsI/AAAAAAAAB64/i_5FwX7SJQE/s400/Photo99-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok, felt boring during yesterday's lesson, so here am I, cam-whoring using my Macintosh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRPr9yb1rGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/D8_17c7HzGw/s1600-h/Photo+7qeqew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265811836069325922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRPr9yb1rGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/D8_17c7HzGw/s400/Photo+7qeqew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And so, Sandra joined in the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRPr-IMuY-I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/2MNpkBUF7qc/s1600-h/Photo+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265811841911514082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRPr-IMuY-I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/2MNpkBUF7qc/s400/Photo+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thereafter, Stella joined in the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRPr9x9IDtI/AAAAAAAAB7I/n8gw-IOI1Hc/s1600-h/Photo+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265811835940507346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRPr9x9IDtI/AAAAAAAAB7I/n8gw-IOI1Hc/s400/Photo+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We definitely find something fun to do! Which is act as if Sandra had beaten me up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRPs-YiIR3I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/1Xq6w8UetEE/s1600-h/Photo+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265812945807886194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRPs-YiIR3I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/1Xq6w8UetEE/s400/Photo+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Jurthika joined in the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: I love the specs! ((:&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/2731920664622308530-4535658217518860432?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4535658217518860432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4535658217518860432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4535658217518860432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4535658217518860432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-ness.html' title='Random-ness'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRPr9tG-fsI/AAAAAAAAB64/i_5FwX7SJQE/s72-c/Photo99-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7854033577628362425</id><published>2008-11-05T16:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:40:45.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been so long since I've entered the kitchen to whip up a meal! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I decided to cook a meal.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's because I'm sick.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to JP, who passed on his flu to me during that night when we played Mahjong.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blocked/Running Nose, Sorethroat, what can I eat?&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRGW__ajyyI/AAAAAAAAB54/E6W--jdsfVo/s1600-h/DSC00855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265155465471576866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRGW__ajyyI/AAAAAAAAB54/E6W--jdsfVo/s400/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Porridge, Preserved vegetables, prawns.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRGXAE8ua3I/AAAAAAAAB6I/px6-VkmQpbs/s1600-h/DSC00859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265155466957056882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRGXAE8ua3I/AAAAAAAAB6I/px6-VkmQpbs/s400/DSC00859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is tiger prawns with minced meat. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRGXAVmNKWI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/Dd85jgGbZaA/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265155471426005346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRGXAVmNKWI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/Dd85jgGbZaA/s400/DSC00860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My fav - preserved vegetables!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRGXAJv2h2I/AAAAAAAAB6A/4w2vF3ME-_g/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265155468245239650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRGXAJv2h2I/AAAAAAAAB6A/4w2vF3ME-_g/s400/DSC00858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Last but not least, staple food - Porridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel so happy eating this!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: I have lodged a complaint against my Cognitive Faci for her biasness and absurd attitude towards me. Wrote a long letter to the Module Chair and I'm meeting both Module Char &amp;amp; Assistant Director to discuss this matter. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't mess with me, and I won't mess with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2731920664622308530-7854033577628362425?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7854033577628362425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7854033577628362425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7854033577628362425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7854033577628362425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/homemade-food.html' title='Homemade Food'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SRGW__ajyyI/AAAAAAAAB54/E6W--jdsfVo/s72-c/DSC00855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-6907206430519489536</id><published>2008-11-01T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:28:57.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakae Sushi AGAIN</title><content type='html'>Before work, Met up with J.P &amp;amp; Bert (Actual name is Gilbert, but I always call him Bert) for SAKAE SUSHI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best records: 45plates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That was after my haircut.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxYaFknfVI/AAAAAAAAB4w/XwzcYT3YJAY/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263679269684870482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxYaFknfVI/AAAAAAAAB4w/XwzcYT3YJAY/s400/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Salmon Nigiri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We ate until we almost drop dead. For some exercises, we went to Arcade to play b'ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxYaRMBc-I/AAAAAAAAB44/zR9jVBDH5Z4/s1600-h/DSC00843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263679272802939874" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxYaRMBc-I/AAAAAAAAB44/zR9jVBDH5Z4/s400/DSC00843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;From Left: J.P &amp;amp; Gilbert. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Both from my school! And my colleagues!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-6907206430519489536?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6907206430519489536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=6907206430519489536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6907206430519489536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6907206430519489536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/sakae-sushi-again.html' title='Sakae Sushi AGAIN'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxYaFknfVI/AAAAAAAAB4w/XwzcYT3YJAY/s72-c/DSC00841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-8684478867287916044</id><published>2008-10-31T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:04:52.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;After work, Ethel, Jeffrey, J.P &amp;amp; Xiao Long (Our Senior) went to Eugene's house to play Mahjong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;SO happy that I helped Eugene won some money. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We played for hours. Play Blackjack. Gossip about work and stuffs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But most importantly, the only reason why I went his house was his dogs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He got 2 cute dogs, One called Sparky, the other one called Blue.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxtDdEgJSI/AAAAAAAAB5A/40oIfLdj3NI/s1600-h/DSC00854+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263701970599814434" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxtDdEgJSI/AAAAAAAAB5A/40oIfLdj3NI/s400/DSC00854+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Sparky.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So coincidentially, Starhub do have a signature dog named Sparky too! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eugene's dog is really cute and tamed.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P/S: Anyway, I had a bad day at work before that. I was on the phone for 30mins with a nasty customer which this case have been hanging on for 3 days. &lt;strong&gt;Jensen&lt;/strong&gt;, my team leader felt that he should take over the call. After talking for 45mins, the nasty customer finally laughed over the phone! GOODNESS! Because of my case, quite a number of people from our department (especially the TLs) and the billing department were involved. Anyway, thanks for the great help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-8684478867287916044?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8684478867287916044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=8684478867287916044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8684478867287916044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8684478867287916044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/mahjong-gathering.html' title='Mahjong Gathering'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxtDdEgJSI/AAAAAAAAB5A/40oIfLdj3NI/s72-c/DSC00854+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-1129979594912060982</id><published>2008-10-28T17:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:20:30.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxT9ZbXg5I/AAAAAAAAB4o/JQ3tKw3yIJM/s1600-h/DSC00817sZX+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263674378752066450" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxT9ZbXg5I/AAAAAAAAB4o/JQ3tKw3yIJM/s400/DSC00817sZX+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for hair treatment. Dye my hair, trim my hair. Since I've been so tired of my old hairstyle, I've decided to try something daring - which is to cut BANGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself it's alright if it turns out to be ufgly. Everyone in their life time should have their own embarrassing moments. I know, I wanted to console myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smsed &lt;strong&gt;Jen &lt;/strong&gt;not to laugh at my new haircut before work, so as to keep her prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work, I asked &lt;strong&gt;Wesley&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Eh Eh.. I cut my hair, nice right?!" I was waiting for an ideal answer like, "Eh Nice leh!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things didn't really work out &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT HE SAID?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Really meh, you got cut hair meh?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;*())(&lt;a href="mailto:*&amp;amp;^%$#@!@#$%"&gt;*&amp;amp;^%$#@!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp;*(). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But Jen said that I don't look weird with this hairstyle. So, I'm a little relieved. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-1129979594912060982?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1129979594912060982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=1129979594912060982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1129979594912060982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1129979594912060982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-haircut.html' title='New Haircut'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxT9ZbXg5I/AAAAAAAAB4o/JQ3tKw3yIJM/s72-c/DSC00817sZX+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-2003378624085024934</id><published>2008-10-26T02:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T03:02:55.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQNtRKLJKYI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/ZoW5vDoqJfo/s1600-h/dead+copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261168931255167362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQNtRKLJKYI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/ZoW5vDoqJfo/s400/dead+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Picture speaks a thousand words*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.53am right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At 3.15am, will be heading down to Padang as a volunteer for the Great Eastern Women Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Besides this, I'm totally worn out by work! But I still have to repeat, I like my seniors, my bosses, team leaders etc.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I will hang on, I will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-2003378624085024934?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2003378624085024934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=2003378624085024934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/2003378624085024934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/2003378624085024934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/picture-speaks-thousand-words-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQNtRKLJKYI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/ZoW5vDoqJfo/s72-c/dead+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-6519427144976724205</id><published>2008-10-22T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:43:03.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Max Payne</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SP68pSxallI/AAAAAAAAB4I/-gvus9v3fLM/s1600-h/608719718_636e805bd4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259848832415077970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SP68pSxallI/AAAAAAAAB4I/-gvus9v3fLM/s400/608719718_636e805bd4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rating: 4/5&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched this movie with Norin, Shandy &amp;amp; Li Hao.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Li Hao &amp;amp; I loved this movie for one thing - demons. We love the demons in the movie. We love the countless number of gunshots and fightings in this movie. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P/S: People who loves action movies, and adores angels and demons, you have to watch this. I TOTALLY LOVE THE DEMONS. The designer who draws the demons must be handsome! Don't ask me why, I was just being random.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-6519427144976724205?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6519427144976724205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=6519427144976724205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6519427144976724205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6519427144976724205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/max-payne.html' title='Max Payne'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SP68pSxallI/AAAAAAAAB4I/-gvus9v3fLM/s72-c/608719718_636e805bd4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-2890885334892900865</id><published>2008-10-22T13:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:33:56.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is Hazwan's phone! Can you believe that we're living in the 21st century, and there are still people who uses such phones?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SP63Hti7TdI/AAAAAAAAB34/5i-Mx8RQ-24/s1600-h/DSC00811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259842757928373714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SP63Hti7TdI/AAAAAAAAB34/5i-Mx8RQ-24/s400/DSC00811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Antenna attached to the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I kept laughing at his phone. As a result, I got poked hardly by him, and the next morning, which is today, I found myself with a bruise on my waist. See how deadly his attack can be?!?!?! *Grasps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S: Yesterday I wanted to call Eugene ONG (My S.H colleague) to asked where is he. So without looking at my phone, I went to my phone book and typed, "EU". I dialled the number. And it turned out to be another person with the same name. *Shocked*. Since when Eugene ONG's voice turned out to be so deep?! (FYI, Eugene ONG's voice is almost the same as the ex-construction worker cum pop singer, AH DU.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let me show you AH DU's picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SP66o1YvKKI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Kgdv6cMK8cI/s1600-h/2878026549_26fc0ebbbc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259846625503684770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SP66o1YvKKI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Kgdv6cMK8cI/s400/2878026549_26fc0ebbbc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Ah Du, not Eugene.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Even Eugene ONG looks so much like Ah Du! The face, the HAIR(I emphasize on this because Eugene's hair is 99.99% the same as Ah Du.), The body and everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Eugene is just like a clone of Ah Du. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Don't believe, next time I get Eugene's picture and show you guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Or ask TKD. He knows. *Giggling*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-2890885334892900865?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2890885334892900865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=2890885334892900865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/2890885334892900865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/2890885334892900865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-hazwans-phone-can-you-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SP63Hti7TdI/AAAAAAAAB34/5i-Mx8RQ-24/s72-c/DSC00811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7310183481083928541</id><published>2008-10-18T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:56:45.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQwnAYO8hjI/AAAAAAAAB4g/7yu2RBuNfRA/s1600-h/DSC02897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263624951947888178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQwnAYO8hjI/AAAAAAAAB4g/7yu2RBuNfRA/s400/DSC02897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Clifford drinking his soup. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;FYI readers, I enjoy steamboat a lot. Reason being I love the atmosphere of everybody sitting down, chatting and laughing with each other with my loved ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Since my parents are out of Singapore for the weekend, I've decided to call some hunks and babes over for steamboat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;They are Clifford, Wen Sheng, TKD, Jing Hao, Shervonne, Calvin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So my brother joined in the fun as well, watched soccer together, played my Wii with my brother as well etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was a happy day afterall! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-7310183481083928541?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7310183481083928541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7310183481083928541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7310183481083928541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7310183481083928541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/steamboat.html' title='Steamboat'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQwnAYO8hjI/AAAAAAAAB4g/7yu2RBuNfRA/s72-c/DSC02897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3326878961059401332</id><published>2008-10-15T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T14:11:25.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Sakae Sushi Ever</title><content type='html'>Before work, I met TKD for dinner @ Sakae Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was craving for some sushi, but I swore this is the first time I'm gonna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sushi for at least 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we enter the restaurant at 5.20pm, we had only 10 mins to make our last order on the computer next to every table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TKD: "What you want to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Anything lor, you want to order you click."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Few mins later...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we see. Not just this, but MORE THAN ALL THESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgprAYIW_I/AAAAAAAAB2o/KvnZPwbsHiI/s1600-h/DSC00787+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257998383767378930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgprAYIW_I/AAAAAAAAB2o/KvnZPwbsHiI/s400/DSC00787+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We couldn't finish, so we called Eugene for help. Too bad, he can't eat much because he's sick.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No choice but to pay the surcharge for leftover food.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Sad.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/2731920664622308530-3326878961059401332?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3326878961059401332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3326878961059401332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3326878961059401332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3326878961059401332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/worst-sakae-sushi-ever.html' title='Worst Sakae Sushi Ever'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgprAYIW_I/AAAAAAAAB2o/KvnZPwbsHiI/s72-c/DSC00787+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7629529541320545485</id><published>2008-10-13T14:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T14:24:58.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JURTHIKA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SANDRA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NATALIE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EUNICE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STELLA'/><title type='text'>Random Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;These are the people who really laughs with me in class.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those of you who don't know, my sem 2 class is ..... !@#^&amp;amp;*().&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In other words, we are not united enough.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But for Jurthika, Stella, Sandra &amp;amp; I, we were closer.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We clicked really well because we love to laugh, joke, make fun of each other. Cool people.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtjKkucgI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/08eGl9dvAi8/s1600-h/fghj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258002647112118786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtjKkucgI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/08eGl9dvAi8/s400/fghj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Left: Natalie, Jurthika, Eunice, Sandra &amp;amp; Stella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FYI, Natalie is Jurthika's friend. She's ubber cute in terms of her looks and the way she talks. Her hair is also natural curl! Her curls are REALLY NICE &amp;amp; BEAUTIFUL. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtjLPws9I/AAAAAAAAB3g/AZnbKW02ank/s1600-h/sdfgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258002647292621778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtjLPws9I/AAAAAAAAB3g/AZnbKW02ank/s400/sdfgh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtjfSZW5I/AAAAAAAAB3o/TJ0kG37XefY/s1600-h/sdfghj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258002652672383890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtjfSZW5I/AAAAAAAAB3o/TJ0kG37XefY/s400/sdfghj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtjplwxTI/AAAAAAAAB3w/gwCJ1GjQoxo/s1600-h/sdfghjkl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258002655437964594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtjplwxTI/AAAAAAAAB3w/gwCJ1GjQoxo/s400/sdfghjkl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids, Don't follow this. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtHK-TztI/AAAAAAAAB2w/Q3jvjW4nm48/s1600-h/cvb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258002166183087826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtHK-TztI/AAAAAAAAB2w/Q3jvjW4nm48/s400/cvb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtHbzt0RI/AAAAAAAAB24/96UWDLj6WXw/s1600-h/dfghgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258002170702057746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtHbzt0RI/AAAAAAAAB24/96UWDLj6WXw/s400/dfghgh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtH-qbJ1I/AAAAAAAAB3A/UazbQzNdp-Y/s1600-h/edfghjk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258002180058326866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtH-qbJ1I/AAAAAAAAB3A/UazbQzNdp-Y/s400/edfghjk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtIFOGuDI/AAAAAAAAB3I/jEmX5GYG0is/s1600-h/erty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258002181818595378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtIFOGuDI/AAAAAAAAB3I/jEmX5GYG0is/s400/erty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtIuSYUjI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/A0gsWF5ZxW8/s1600-h/ertyu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258002192842379826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtIuSYUjI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/A0gsWF5ZxW8/s400/ertyu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This group of people.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One word.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cool.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-7629529541320545485?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7629529541320545485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7629529541320545485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7629529541320545485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7629529541320545485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-pics.html' title='Random Pics'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPgtjKkucgI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/08eGl9dvAi8/s72-c/fghj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-1887175799568782771</id><published>2008-10-10T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:45:58.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starhub Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;First week of training at Starhub is over! And we had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of information to learn.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had 16 people initially.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yet now, we had only 8 people - Ethel, Li Hui, Eunice (That's me), Gilbert, Jian Ping, Dawne, Jeffrey, Eugene.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FYI, Dawne is not a girl, but a guy! He's 26years old this year, who is the oldest in the group! Don't look down on him just because he's not currently studying.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let me tell you more about his background.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He's a NUS grad, who works in DBS bank as a Manager for 2 years. Currently, he wishes to finish his training and work at Starhub officially.  He intends to further his studies at New York. He's a great guy with full of knowledge in the banking industry.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had a talk over the economic crisis which the world is facing. And he really go on talking and talking!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As for Eugene, it's such a coincidence that we get to meet. He is TKD's classmate! Ubber friendly.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually, I met him before at BGC Group with TKD, so that's why I can recognise him.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Stress Level: 4.9/5&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Very stressful. Those who are keen on this job (My friends intended to work at S.H), be prepared to take up 100% of stress. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Night training is 7pm to 11pm.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I would always tke a cab home. However, there's taxi claim of $10! *Thank God*&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But you'll be very very tired because training takes a FULL MONTH from Monday to Friday.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPKtp3yv0BI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/Hf58rsbiJ6E/s1600-h/DSC00768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256454649957830674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPKtp3yv0BI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/Hf58rsbiJ6E/s400/DSC00768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how the conference room looks like. We had training in this room.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPKtqCqyDII/AAAAAAAAB2g/pjFCgO30UCA/s1600-h/DSC00769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256454652877212802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPKtqCqyDII/AAAAAAAAB2g/pjFCgO30UCA/s400/DSC00769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is JP's hand!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Normally, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;our supervisor/trainer/team leader, Jen Hong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, would change our seats everyday. (She's a total great leader. I like her a lot!)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yet, for 2 consecutive days, we sat together!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We all felt tired so Jen played a game with us. And JP lost! So Jen &amp;amp; Dawne had a change to draw on his hand. HAHAHA. So fun!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So after class, we had a roleplay. In our class, we made some ground rules. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Punctuality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Put Phone on silent/vibration mode&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Do not sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I violated the 2nd rule, because TKD was smsing me! Dang.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The rest of the group violated the 1st rule except Gilbert because they are late from breaks.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we had no choice, but to do a roleplay for Jen.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eugene &amp;amp; Dawne were the dancers.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Li Hui, Ethel &amp;amp; I were the singers.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JP &amp;amp; Jeffrey were the sheeps.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gilbert &amp;amp; Jen were the audience! (Gilbert wasn't excused, that's why he can be the audience!)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We played a song, "Baa Baa Black Sheep".&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As we sing, the actors, dancers have to do the necessary actions.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I SWORE IT WAS FUNNY.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S: The days were tiring yet fun. I'm not sure how long can I still stay at Starhub (Because if you fail the tests, you have to go!), but I'm confident to say that I enjoy it a lot! When you're so busy, you don't think of negative stuffs, you don't feel so emotional etc. So, I like this kind of life!&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/2731920664622308530-1887175799568782771?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1887175799568782771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=1887175799568782771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1887175799568782771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1887175799568782771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/starhub-training.html' title='Starhub Training'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SPKtp3yv0BI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/Hf58rsbiJ6E/s72-c/DSC00768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3815748856435498271</id><published>2008-10-04T08:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:56:22.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Henna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOrrcuDmlpI/AAAAAAAAB2A/L5itDQAl6Zo/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254270793913112210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOrrcuDmlpI/AAAAAAAAB2A/L5itDQAl6Zo/s400/DSC00749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I did Henna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Hao, Ross &amp;amp; I were supposed to meet each other at Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went briefing for the upcoming Great Eastern Marathon 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached the venue, they told me that I wasn't needed to come for the briefing because Zhong Qi would personally give me a call to tell me about my job scope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I'm under the Event Support Crew - Volunteer Management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Provide operations support for the Volunteers' Welfare Programme on event day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Possible duties include crowd control, distribution and collection of volunteer feedback forms, volunteer payment, endorsement of Community Involvement Programme (CIP) hours for student volunteers, and other general administrative duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Distribution of refreshments to all volunteers before start of event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Management of VIP hospitality and VIP ushers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And god damm, I've got to be at the Padang at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4am in the morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ross, Li Hao intended to stay overnight at my house because these 2 punks stayed at Yishun &amp;amp; Bukit Timah respectively. Holy crap! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After briefing, we went to a dessert shops which sells delicious mango pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had desserts and they tasted really nice! I think I will go there often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Readers! Sorry for not updating often. I'm busy with school and work! Shall update more soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-3815748856435498271?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3815748856435498271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3815748856435498271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3815748856435498271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3815748856435498271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/henna.html' title='Henna'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOrrcuDmlpI/AAAAAAAAB2A/L5itDQAl6Zo/s72-c/DSC00749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7477876361704940211</id><published>2008-10-02T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:44:50.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First ever post about my new class, W26H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken at school's Cafe Galilee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a skit and presentation for Enterprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn Economics. I think I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took spastic pictures with Crazy Stella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took group picture with my team mates - Fiqa, Wei Jie (Jasmine's ex-classmate), Nate (Nicholas WEEEEEE's ex-classmate), Stella, and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOX1AmvRX2I/AAAAAAAAB14/Qm9sNQxFlvs/s1600-h/collage+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252873931145174882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOX1AmvRX2I/AAAAAAAAB14/Qm9sNQxFlvs/s400/collage+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Nate's really a joker. I was so happy that he happened to be in my team because he really can joke. And VERY crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXwBzuqmGI/AAAAAAAAByw/jVdURcJJy_k/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252868454254024802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXwBzuqmGI/AAAAAAAAByw/jVdURcJJy_k/s320/DSC00746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;See how cute the chairs are?! Stella &amp;amp; I kept rocking about in this chair because it really looked so fun. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I still don't have the feeling how E35J gave me. Hais. I still like E35J a lot a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-7477876361704940211?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7477876361704940211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7477876361704940211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7477876361704940211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7477876361704940211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-ever-post-about-my-new-class-w26h.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOX1AmvRX2I/AAAAAAAAB14/Qm9sNQxFlvs/s72-c/collage+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-6394698320745713828</id><published>2008-10-01T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:38:40.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astons Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dad, Mom, Shaun &amp;amp; I went to Astons Restaurant AGAIN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We frequent there because the food there is cheap and reasonable, and the food is to our liking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since all of us have decided not to take beef (I almost couldn't resist), we had no choice but to eat something else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*It's such a pity not to take the beef, you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxnfZLHuI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/5t3vbkFRoxs/s1600-h/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252870201141829346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxnfZLHuI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/5t3vbkFRoxs/s400/DSC00738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, this is taken while I was waiting for the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxKHSL_7I/AAAAAAAAB0I/ulejpUzhK1M/s1600-h/DSC00691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252869696453869490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxKHSL_7I/AAAAAAAAB0I/ulejpUzhK1M/s400/DSC00691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hot Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ordinary hot choclate you can find anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxKIiDQJI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/ls5Q62zN_h0/s1600-h/DSC00695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252869696788840594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxKIiDQJI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/ls5Q62zN_h0/s400/DSC00695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxXHAdE3I/AAAAAAAAB0w/3Km-8IUuFIs/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mushroom Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had no idea why they served us this. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxKsh-BSI/AAAAAAAAB0o/-Yz5nPTTZqc/s1600-h/DSC00706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252869706452174114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxKsh-BSI/AAAAAAAAB0o/-Yz5nPTTZqc/s400/DSC00706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fried Chicken Wings. I like this. Meat is tender on the inside, crispy on the outside. Meat is also juicy, you can really see the juice oozing out of the meat, dripping and staining your plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxKE8BtnI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/rZt4qdd6-qg/s1600-h/DSC00703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252869695824049778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxKE8BtnI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/rZt4qdd6-qg/s400/DSC00703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spicy Seafood Marinara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of us loved this. Actually, we ordered this as well the previous time. But we find it really tasty, so we decided to order this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxXIP7seI/AAAAAAAAB04/rWB9Mes1x6s/s1600-h/DSC00718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252869920051147234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxXIP7seI/AAAAAAAAB04/rWB9Mes1x6s/s400/DSC00718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hickory Chicken Chop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can choose 2 side dishes, so I chose Coleslaw &amp;amp; Potato Salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think the chicken taste good! Perhaps when my sister went for the chicken meal, the chef must be having a bad day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxXIZapNI/AAAAAAAAB1A/5crA4ZHxOg4/s1600-h/DSC00719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252869920090924242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxXIZapNI/AAAAAAAAB1A/5crA4ZHxOg4/s400/DSC00719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Close Up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The meat is smooth and tender, juicy and tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxXIIvfoI/AAAAAAAAB1I/kfcTc5W94-o/s1600-h/DSC00723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252869920020987522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxXIIvfoI/AAAAAAAAB1I/kfcTc5W94-o/s400/DSC00723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken &amp;amp; Sausage Combo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Side dish: Baked Potato, Brocolli &amp;amp; Carrots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chicken is marinated with terriyaki sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S: Too bad they don't serve desserts. Or I will grab it! RAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-6394698320745713828?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6394698320745713828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=6394698320745713828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6394698320745713828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6394698320745713828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/astons-restaurant.html' title='Astons Restaurant'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOXxnfZLHuI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/5t3vbkFRoxs/s72-c/DSC00738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-1280745194583894953</id><published>2008-09-29T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:56:00.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F1 Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOBC0acRV0I/AAAAAAAABwc/WH9awPmRf7M/s1600-h/37631295_b3ac939461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251270633732527938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOBC0acRV0I/AAAAAAAABwc/WH9awPmRf7M/s320/37631295_b3ac939461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a little disappointed that I couldn't get to go for the F1 event. Because they don't need volunteers anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, Singapore has signed an agreement to be the host for the F1 event for the next consecutive 4 years, which means I have a chance to go for free again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching the F1 show yesterday night with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sooo much wanted Massa to win because I liked him more than Hamilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected Alonso got the first in placing! Ex McLauren Mercedes driver now a Renault driver. Unexpected! He's lucky, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massa went for the first pit stop for alcohol refilling, and an accident happened to him whereby the hose was stucked onto his car. And that took the mechanics more than 30seconds to get rid of the hose + the running part. Which made him the 18th driver, and unable to catch up eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, one of the mechanics was injuried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YET, this isn't the end. There are 3 more races they would need to compete. I REALLY HOPE MASSA COULD WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamilton's too arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: We were complimented for being efficient because we took only 10 months to complete the whole F1 circuit, and Europe actually took 2 years to complete it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-1280745194583894953?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1280745194583894953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=1280745194583894953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1280745194583894953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1280745194583894953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/f1-race.html' title='F1 Race'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOBC0acRV0I/AAAAAAAABwc/WH9awPmRf7M/s72-c/37631295_b3ac939461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-2389787180801976859</id><published>2008-09-28T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:29:49.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOBKPzQX9FI/AAAAAAAABxI/hXJnVb84cV8/s1600-h/2737066453_07f632501e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251278800831378514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOBKPzQX9FI/AAAAAAAABxI/hXJnVb84cV8/s320/2737066453_07f632501e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rating: 3/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watched this movie with Shandy, Clovey, Ming Yuan, Bing Zhong, Li Hao &amp;amp; Norin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I liked the Silent Fighter, Cockroach! He's handsome, quiet yet cool person. Makes me remind of someone. Hais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-2389787180801976859?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2389787180801976859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=2389787180801976859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/2389787180801976859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/2389787180801976859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/rating-35-watched-this-movie-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SOBKPzQX9FI/AAAAAAAABxI/hXJnVb84cV8/s72-c/2737066453_07f632501e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-186073430254031541</id><published>2008-09-26T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:10:54.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodega Y Tapas Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;*** NOTE***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I would like to give great recommendation to this restaurant for its great hospitality and courtesy from the waiters and the quality of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after school, I went to meet Jiashi for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days before, I told her that I found a restaurant serving good Spanish food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both agreed and meet each other at Orchard MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the restaurant, we chatted along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a 10-minute walk, we finally reached our destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8H5pVQNWI/AAAAAAAABuk/xsaK5uGNpp4/s1600-h/DSC02811+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250924377466221922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8H5pVQNWI/AAAAAAAABuk/xsaK5uGNpp4/s320/DSC02811+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the word "Bodega" means winery, not totally a bar, but a place where friends and families can walk in for light snacks and finger foods. It is also a place to chill out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word "Tapas" means a small snack or appetizer that goes along a drink during the late afternoon or early evening before having your leading meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Basically, there are 4 types of tapas in this restaurant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cold Tapas - They are snacks that were served cold, refreshing and appetizing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hot Tapas - They are snacks that were served hot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Seafood Tapas- They are snacks that were made of seafood like calamari, prawns, fish, mussels, scallops etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sweet Tapas - They are desserts! Fully authentic Spanish desserts.&lt;/p&gt;Jiashi &amp;amp; I decided to give the Cold Tapas a miss because we felt like eating something that really warms our heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was our first time here, we called the waiter to give us some recommendations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8H6PwGwkI/AAAAAAAABvE/bj-vmcIZWOE/s1600-h/DSC02831+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250924387779396162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8H6PwGwkI/AAAAAAAABvE/bj-vmcIZWOE/s320/DSC02831+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tortilla española – selección del día&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Assortment of traditional Spanish potato omelets)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8IlspcyiI/AAAAAAAABvM/YbkyWjhlims/s1600-h/DSC02833+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250925134270482978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8IlspcyiI/AAAAAAAABvM/YbkyWjhlims/s320/DSC02833+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The waiter mentioned that if we wanted something more filling, we can try this potato omelet. Initially, when I looked at it, I thought it was just ordinary potato omelet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, when I took the first bite, the aroma of this dish was dispersed into the air. The seasoning was just right, not too salty. The potato was not over-cooked as well. The side salad was even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Note: This is also served with garlic mayonnaise. I swore it was the best combination of all foods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**MUST TRY**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8Ilxv8t0I/AAAAAAAABvU/yDDO0LX7FYE/s1600-h/DSC02838+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250925135639918402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8Ilxv8t0I/AAAAAAAABvU/yDDO0LX7FYE/s320/DSC02838+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Piquillos rellenos de pollo con salsa española&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(“Piquillos” stuffed with chicken, Spanish Sauce and cheese gratin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The waiter recommended this as well. Basically, the inner flesh and seeds of the tomato were taken out and replaced with bits and chunks of chicken. Served hot with Spanish tomato sauce and cheese. This flavour is so enriching and delicate. When start munching, you can feel the flavour exploding in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**DEFINITELY MUST TRY!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8JZlc2KgI/AAAAAAAABv0/-1vAvhdfcQM/s1600-h/DSC02851+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250926025691769346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8JZlc2KgI/AAAAAAAABv0/-1vAvhdfcQM/s320/DSC02851+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Patatas bravas con Alioli &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Fried potato wedges w/ spicy tomato relish &amp;amp; garlic mayonnaise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was actually an addition of dish for us. We saw quite a number of tables having this and we thought of trying this too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wasn't sure if there is a difference in the texture of different kinds of potato. But I must say Spanish Potatoes tasted really nice! The texture of spanish potatoes is definitely not the floury-textured kind of flesh, but more of a smooth and waxy-textured kind of flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really goes well with the spicy tomato sauce and mayonnaise. Potatoes were cut into bite size forms for easy chewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Off the track: I really find this funny and cute. I waved my hand to the supervisor because I wanted to order more. I asked for the menu. Guess what the supervisor said?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: Can I have the menu? We want to order somemore dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Supervisor: Oh Menu? I'm the menu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Stone-d a little while, and laugh.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't he cute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8ImVB_6jI/AAAAAAAABvs/s0M_M0ftSkU/s1600-h/DSC02849+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250925145110866482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8ImVB_6jI/AAAAAAAABvs/s0M_M0ftSkU/s320/DSC02849+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tarta de pera y chocolate con helado de vainilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Chocolate and pear tart served with vanilla ice cream)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Having desserts is definitely a MUST for Jiashi &amp;amp; I. Both of us adored desserts a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Initially, I thought they took a whole pear and cut into half, After that, they would cook with pear with brown sugar to caramelized it. Then, they would drip chocolate syrup on the pear and add a scoop of vanilla ice-cream to mix with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it isn't! This chocolate and pear tart tasted way better than I'd expected! I was astonished when I started scooping a spoonful of tart and ice-cream into my mouth. Because the pear actually melts immediately into my mouth! Oh my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See that?! It MELTS away! I was so excited and started telling Jiashi, "Hey! It melts into my mouth!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tart may seemed very chocolatey, but it doesn't look too sweet as it seemed to be. You just feel like eating it non-stop and you'd never get sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**DEFINITELY MUST TRY!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered drinks as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks is definitely a must to go along with tapas because it is the Spanish tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky to get 1 for 1 because the time we went there was the "Happy Hour Time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, all drinks in glasses gets one extra free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**For your information, both us are already 18, so we can drink LEGALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8H5740ASI/AAAAAAAABu0/jX1o6gE335A/s1600-h/DSC02829+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250924382447206690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8H5740ASI/AAAAAAAABu0/jX1o6gE335A/s320/DSC02829+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ciroc Grape Vodka &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;$13&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jiashi ordered this for a try.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8H6KWirPI/AAAAAAAABu8/mJ-GrEDmrJo/s1600-h/DSC02830+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250924386329996530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8H6KWirPI/AAAAAAAABu8/mJ-GrEDmrJo/s320/DSC02830+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cava Bellini &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Peach, mango or strawberry puree, topped with Spanish sparkling wine)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;$13&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I chose Mango flavour. Because I love Mango!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8H5sfgC-I/AAAAAAAABus/APpZknZ-abA/s1600-h/DSC02825+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250924378314509282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8H5sfgC-I/AAAAAAAABus/APpZknZ-abA/s320/DSC02825+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ciroc Grape Vodka &amp;amp; Cava Bellini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We felt that the drinks weren't enough, so we decided to try something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before going to the restaurant, I actually made some research on this restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Therefore, I've decided to try something SPECIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8ImHaWqhI/AAAAAAAABvc/A9dLGo8XCao/s1600-h/DSC02845+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250925141454924306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8ImHaWqhI/AAAAAAAABvc/A9dLGo8XCao/s320/DSC02845+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left: Fruit Punch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right: Mint &amp;amp; Lime Cooler &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Fresh limes &amp;amp; mint leaves, brown sugar, topped with club soda &amp;amp; sprite)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8ImQ1JhUI/AAAAAAAABvk/mcbXYMsm_oI/s1600-h/DSC02848+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250925143983228226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8ImQ1JhUI/AAAAAAAABvk/mcbXYMsm_oI/s320/DSC02848+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really liked this a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give it a 4.5/5 rating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very refreshing, cooling and peppery (Due to the mint leaves) , extremely perfect for a hot and humid day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You may think this drink looks kind of exotic, but I think it tasted perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**DEFINITELT MUST TRY!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8KwWz2gSI/AAAAAAAABwU/a_JSgE6LgeM/s1600-h/DSC02854+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250927516410347810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8KwWz2gSI/AAAAAAAABwU/a_JSgE6LgeM/s320/DSC02854+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See. We drank finish everything! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jiashi forced me to drink the Ciroc Grape Vodka in one shot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8JZimkF7I/AAAAAAAABv8/xRAexEpmP_U/s1600-h/DSC02877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250926024927221682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8JZimkF7I/AAAAAAAABv8/xRAexEpmP_U/s320/DSC02877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, the food wasn't expensive at all. It was the little miscellaneous fees like the service charge &amp;amp; GST that makes it costly. But we can't avoid it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it's worth it for the service charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The waiters there are all really nice. Most of the waiters there have a Spanish accent and I really like to hear them speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was once where we waited for almost 3omins for the potato wedges and I reminded them about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The supervisor kept apologising to us but other waiter was actually behind him, holding my dish in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, the supervisor turned his back and saw my dish, he did something which made me so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Supervisor: Oh here comes your dish! Sorry my dear... You see, she angry already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Waiter (Who stands behind him): Oh really?! You're angry with me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Everyone turns around to look at us.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me (Shaking my both hands): No No! I'm not angry! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All of us laughed. They're really friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Embarrassed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really treated you like their dear customers and we seemed to be the only teenagers dining there basically because the rest were Causacians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted to order more from the menu, the supervisor was like shouting, "Yes Darlin! What you want?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was totally embarrassing. But as customers, we feel good, we felt homey and heart-warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were leaving the restaurant, the supervisor saw us and said, "Bye Bye Marllins!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what Marllins are, but I supposed he's trying to say Darlings due to his Spanish accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When can Singaporeans ever learn such courtesy and etiquette?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-186073430254031541?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/186073430254031541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=186073430254031541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/186073430254031541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/186073430254031541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/bodega-y-tapas-restaurant.html' title='Bodega Y Tapas Restaurant'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SN8H5pVQNWI/AAAAAAAABuk/xsaK5uGNpp4/s72-c/DSC02811+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-1606803354696965107</id><published>2008-09-25T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:36:07.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E35J Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Specially Dedicated to E35J* &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNtMZC13OWI/AAAAAAAABuc/r7B6QOX4Rkc/s1600-h/collage3-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249873783773673826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNtMZC13OWI/AAAAAAAABuc/r7B6QOX4Rkc/s320/collage3-1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;click picture to enlarge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss this whole bunch of Semester 1 classmates. I really really miss all of you. As for my current class, I see 0% unity, 0% enthusiasm level, 0% energy level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long will I need to adapt to my new class, but I know, you're the first batch of friends I've made in RP. I will cherish it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-1606803354696965107?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1606803354696965107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=1606803354696965107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1606803354696965107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1606803354696965107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/e35j-moments_25.html' title='E35J Moments'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNtMZC13OWI/AAAAAAAABuc/r7B6QOX4Rkc/s72-c/collage3-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-5044183862497708110</id><published>2008-09-25T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T12:16:42.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to gym with TKD, Wen Sheng, Jing Hao &amp;amp; Clifford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun time with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-5044183862497708110?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5044183862497708110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=5044183862497708110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5044183862497708110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5044183862497708110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/went-to-gym-with-tkd-wen-sheng-jing-hao.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7709674950901941910</id><published>2008-09-23T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:26:05.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piece of good news</title><content type='html'>Today, I went for an interview with Starhub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, I was really nervous about it because TKD told me that the interview was quite an intensive one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up quite early, feeling very restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wore formally. A casual top, red color outerwear with a skirt that touches the knee. In addition, high heel shoes and my ripcurl strawbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I thought that was not presentable enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took 20 MINUTES making-up. Trying out different eye shadows etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still prefer the blue eyeshadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNo4atHG1uI/AAAAAAAABt8/7aBhwCR5kiY/s1600-h/DSC02785+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249570347090892514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNo4atHG1uI/AAAAAAAABt8/7aBhwCR5kiY/s320/DSC02785+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNo4bUeKs8I/AAAAAAAABuE/9h8EFnoo3r0/s1600-h/DSC02791+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249570357656597442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNo4bUeKs8I/AAAAAAAABuE/9h8EFnoo3r0/s320/DSC02791+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNo4bw6eRxI/AAAAAAAABuM/Pjumfu_xHPU/s1600-h/DSC02802+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249570365291513618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNo4bw6eRxI/AAAAAAAABuM/Pjumfu_xHPU/s320/DSC02802+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I packed everything beforehand. My resume, certificates, my results slips, interview details given by my agent, Sherin etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the interviewer, and I thought it was a lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up, the interviewer turned out to be a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the interview was a little intensive. A lot of questions being asked that you have to think on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour after my interview, just an hour later, Sherin called me to say I'm accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interviewer even told me to wait for 2 weeks. If I'm shortlisted, they will notify me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet an hour later, I received a call by Sherin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be going down to Raffles Place to sign the contract with SH. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be starting training next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: God, before the interview, I prayed really hard. I want this job badly. And thank God, you helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:P/S: I DESPICE people who do not have a mind of their own. I wonder why God gave everybody brains but some don't even use them? Not trying to be sarcastic here, but isn't what I say the truth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-7709674950901941910?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7709674950901941910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7709674950901941910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7709674950901941910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7709674950901941910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/piece-of-good-news.html' title='Piece of good news'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNo4atHG1uI/AAAAAAAABt8/7aBhwCR5kiY/s72-c/DSC02785+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4154535716355712816</id><published>2008-09-23T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:35:09.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Lights</title><content type='html'>Recently (Actually not recently, just last month), Mom brought Shaun to the optical shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun's short-sightness got worst. As a result, Mom thought it could be due to the lightings that caused such a great impact on Shaun because he's always in his room studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Geylang to search for a shop which Uncle Pit Chian recommended us.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjpgGY5lHI/AAAAAAAABs0/4kgxhIDIil4/s1600-h/DSC02757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249202103380448370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjpgGY5lHI/AAAAAAAABs0/4kgxhIDIil4/s320/DSC02757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the new lightings that I talked about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It comes in 3 different colours with 3 different kinds of purposes.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjq1yrtUaI/AAAAAAAABtc/vqGybenTPlQ/s1600-h/DSC02765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249203575559377314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjq1yrtUaI/AAAAAAAABtc/vqGybenTPlQ/s320/DSC02765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. If you intend to study, read or write, this kind of light is good for our eyes.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjq2T5_FiI/AAAAAAAABtk/zv_IsMhuvUA/s1600-h/DSC02766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249203584477632034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjq2T5_FiI/AAAAAAAABtk/zv_IsMhuvUA/s320/DSC02766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is how my room looks like with the light on.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjpgsaqDyI/AAAAAAAABs8/UxNtgmwtcEU/s1600-h/DSC02758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249202113588367138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjpgsaqDyI/AAAAAAAABs8/UxNtgmwtcEU/s320/DSC02758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Orange color light. If you find the first one too glaring, you can use this light. Romantic and pleasant to the eye.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjq2yz_lCI/AAAAAAAABts/5oLQ-mdyxXM/s1600-h/DSC02768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249203592773997602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjq2yz_lCI/AAAAAAAABts/5oLQ-mdyxXM/s320/DSC02768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is how my room looks like with the orange lights on.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjphNfugmI/AAAAAAAABtE/jbOFLJIYnZo/s1600-h/DSC02761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249202122468000354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjphNfugmI/AAAAAAAABtE/jbOFLJIYnZo/s320/DSC02761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. See the Green color light? These are actually LCD lights. These LCD lights comes in different colors - Green, Pink, Red, Purple, Blue&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjphmVf1LI/AAAAAAAABtM/JVkZNzDih7E/s1600-h/DSC02762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249202129135981746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjphmVf1LI/AAAAAAAABtM/JVkZNzDih7E/s320/DSC02762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what it looks like in the dark. If you're afraid of the dark and hope for some glimpse of light, you can on this light. At different time intervals, there will be different colours of light.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjq3dYAVgI/AAAAAAAABt0/Ml2H_D_MzBY/s1600-h/DSC02769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249203604199331330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjq3dYAVgI/AAAAAAAABt0/Ml2H_D_MzBY/s320/DSC02769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what my room looks like with the Blue LCD lights on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You must be feeling confused, there are 3 different kind of lights, how to control all 3? &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually, there is a remote control provided to choose which kinds of light you wish to switch on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-4154535716355712816?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4154535716355712816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4154535716355712816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4154535716355712816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4154535716355712816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/interesting-lights.html' title='Interesting Lights'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjpgGY5lHI/AAAAAAAABs0/4kgxhIDIil4/s72-c/DSC02757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7597059601191149180</id><published>2008-09-22T09:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:50:46.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have not been updating for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you all know I'm fine, I'm eating &amp;amp; sleeping well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, TKD told me he went to buy 4D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bought my house number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he won money. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can never stop gambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Eunice will be back in a few days' time! She is going for an INTENSIVE interview (Which I heard from TKD) tomorrow! Wish her good luck, ok?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-7597059601191149180?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7597059601191149180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7597059601191149180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7597059601191149180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7597059601191149180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/have-not-been-updating-for-quite-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-5290164924558267465</id><published>2008-09-20T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:43:31.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Recently, we bought new furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a new coffee table from V.HIVE and a Sofa from SeaHorse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjdzqeirNI/AAAAAAAABss/7U416eQ0R4s/s1600-h/DSC02743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249189245345770706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjdzqeirNI/AAAAAAAABss/7U416eQ0R4s/s320/DSC02743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Made from Italy Genuine Leather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjbRKeEPkI/AAAAAAAABsM/7ag7arWQH08/s1600-h/DSC02747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249186453615033922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjbRKeEPkI/AAAAAAAABsM/7ag7arWQH08/s320/DSC02747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And I have recently started reading this book called, "Personality Plus". This book was recommended to me by my previous Faci, Faci Martin Thong. It talks about different 4 temperaments. How to understand others by understanding yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took some effort to go BORDERS to find this book. And I'm the lucky one to take the last piece of book away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjbw7j-mxI/AAAAAAAABsU/trvqBv8g6fY/s1600-h/DSC02742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249186999369112338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjbw7j-mxI/AAAAAAAABsU/trvqBv8g6fY/s320/DSC02742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Basically, there are 4 types of temperaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Popular Sanguine&lt;br /&gt;2. Powerful Choleric&lt;br /&gt;3. Perfect Melancholy&lt;br /&gt;4. Peaceful Phlegmatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this book, it will allow you to go through a test to see your personality, strengths and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to Powerful Choleric &amp;amp; Perfect Melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerful Choleric - 12points&lt;br /&gt;Perfect Melancholy - 16points&lt;br /&gt;Popular Sanguine - 11points&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful Phlegmatic - 1point (*Pathetic*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose 2 temperaments which have the most points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no right or wrong in having any of these 4 temperaments. In each temperaments, there are strengths and weaknesses in each of them. In this book, it will also teach you on how to improve yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I swear, this book is really good and quite accurate for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjc044AfiI/AAAAAAAABsc/iwg1wEQ5MV8/s1600-h/DSC02750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249188166878920226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjc044AfiI/AAAAAAAABsc/iwg1wEQ5MV8/s320/DSC02750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Remember I mentioned about a healthy snackbar during the NIKE Human Race 10k event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought it from NTUC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really very nice! Very different from other snackbars where you eat just one bite, you feel like puking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;SO...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I had a very lazy Sunday. Sitting down on the sofa like a couch potato, reading my book, eating my energy giving snackbar. What a pleasant day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does my brother do on Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjdXu_uj4I/AAAAAAAABsk/Tz5w64qTJ40/s1600-h/DSC02738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249188765522366338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjdXu_uj4I/AAAAAAAABsk/Tz5w64qTJ40/s320/DSC02738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Grozzy Eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Studying very hard for his upcoming PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-5290164924558267465?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5290164924558267465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=5290164924558267465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5290164924558267465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5290164924558267465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNjdzqeirNI/AAAAAAAABss/7U416eQ0R4s/s72-c/DSC02743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-8888500403202759827</id><published>2008-09-14T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:08:39.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncake Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today is Mooncake Festival.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knowing that my family are always so oriental and traditional, my uncle would give us mooncake as gifts yearly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This year, Uncle Pit Hua bought us one of the best mooncakes I've ever eaten.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-5LRmPpzI/AAAAAAAABrk/iBiJbsDtqM8/s1600-h/DSC02694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246615694263428914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-5LRmPpzI/AAAAAAAABrk/iBiJbsDtqM8/s320/DSC02694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really like the packaging a lot!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-4s4uwVxI/AAAAAAAABq8/Jj9HuOXTmhw/s1600-h/DSC02695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246615172192163602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-4s4uwVxI/AAAAAAAABq8/Jj9HuOXTmhw/s320/DSC02695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, so now you know. They're from Ritz Carlton Hotel.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-4tFPTI_I/AAAAAAAABrE/ohBkfirwfks/s1600-h/DSC02698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246615175549887474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-4tFPTI_I/AAAAAAAABrE/ohBkfirwfks/s320/DSC02698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even the bag looks so nice. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-4tkmIrQI/AAAAAAAABrM/e083gYjRYS8/s1600-h/DSC02702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246615183967169794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-4tkmIrQI/AAAAAAAABrM/e083gYjRYS8/s320/DSC02702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Pit Hua bought me 2 冰皮 mooncake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's DOUBL YOLK. *Oh my gawd!*&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-4uF1_JLI/AAAAAAAABrU/Ls0L3-jVqsk/s1600-h/DSC02704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246615192892023986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-4uF1_JLI/AAAAAAAABrU/Ls0L3-jVqsk/s320/DSC02704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And its in green tea flavour! Really really very nice and soft.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-3F6yKK1I/AAAAAAAABqc/SQicyXB1eEA/s1600-h/DSC02709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246613403216784210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-3F6yKK1I/AAAAAAAABqc/SQicyXB1eEA/s320/DSC02709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at the texture of it. Yums.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next, would be the mooncake Mom bought for us. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From Hotel Intercontinential, Singapore.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-3Gim0h1I/AAAAAAAABqs/Uo2At4hGV1g/s1600-h/DSC02717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246613413906646866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-3Gim0h1I/AAAAAAAABqs/Uo2At4hGV1g/s320/DSC02717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice..&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-3GcrGglI/AAAAAAAABqk/H34dgVnsG6Y/s1600-h/DSC02711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246613412313989714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-3GcrGglI/AAAAAAAABqk/H34dgVnsG6Y/s320/DSC02711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The box looks really nice too!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-3HMUoQyI/AAAAAAAABq0/T2WdW5vqi_c/s1600-h/DSC02718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246613425104634658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-3HMUoQyI/AAAAAAAABq0/T2WdW5vqi_c/s320/DSC02718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, it's DOUBLE YOLK. Anyway, I like mooncakes with egg yolks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For my brother, he prefers it plain. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the evening, My family &amp;amp; I had steamboat at home.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soup Base: Seafood Soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ingredients Theme: Seafood&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-1GGXeTJI/AAAAAAAABp0/e2-r7PHKjk4/s1600-h/DSC02720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246611207302827154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-1GGXeTJI/AAAAAAAABp0/e2-r7PHKjk4/s320/DSC02720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Big Tiger Prawns &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-1GkQsYaI/AAAAAAAABp8/nU21rwDK6hM/s1600-h/DSC02721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246611215327453602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-1GkQsYaI/AAAAAAAABp8/nU21rwDK6hM/s320/DSC02721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meatballs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the one I told Mom that it is a MUST to buy. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-1G_iUnKI/AAAAAAAABqE/Cw5f9ePGmmo/s1600-h/DSC02724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246611222649150626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-1G_iUnKI/AAAAAAAABqE/Cw5f9ePGmmo/s320/DSC02724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cabbage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously can't live without vegetables.  &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-1HKbTJPI/AAAAAAAABqM/YDfJDlowZso/s1600-h/DSC02725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246611225572484338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-1HKbTJPI/AAAAAAAABqM/YDfJDlowZso/s320/DSC02725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishball&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-zA-ZU8FI/AAAAAAAABpM/ZJeRZ_010s4/s1600-h/DSC02731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246608920240517202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-zA-ZU8FI/AAAAAAAABpM/ZJeRZ_010s4/s320/DSC02731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's Squid, Crabsticks &amp;amp; strips of chicken breasts&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-zBAgovxI/AAAAAAAABpU/PIMhZectMWk/s1600-h/DSC02730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246608920808046354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-zBAgovxI/AAAAAAAABpU/PIMhZectMWk/s320/DSC02730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With my favourite fish, Promfret &amp;amp; Seabass&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*The seabass was a gift from Mom's client. Because her client always go fishing every weekend. And we always get fish for free*&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-zCJwSXSI/AAAAAAAABpk/vzuRbkrAaFA/s1600-h/DSC02728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246608940469476642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-zCJwSXSI/AAAAAAAABpk/vzuRbkrAaFA/s320/DSC02728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abalone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-zBkGKWbI/AAAAAAAABpc/582_0IGoG5c/s1600-h/DSC02729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246608930360678834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-zBkGKWbI/AAAAAAAABpc/582_0IGoG5c/s320/DSC02729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Homemade Chilli w/ Ginger paste! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me tell you, this 2 ingredients are the best combination!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-zCdbH8dI/AAAAAAAABps/pVrxPeMUoyY/s1600-h/DSC02726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246608945749422546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-zCdbH8dI/AAAAAAAABps/pVrxPeMUoyY/s320/DSC02726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Homemade Chicken Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Homecook are always the best! I enjoy the steamboat a lot!&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/2731920664622308530-8888500403202759827?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8888500403202759827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=8888500403202759827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8888500403202759827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8888500403202759827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/mooncake-festival.html' title='Mooncake Festival'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM-5LRmPpzI/AAAAAAAABrk/iBiJbsDtqM8/s72-c/DSC02694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-6904249055778610806</id><published>2008-09-13T12:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:46:04.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E35J Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hi all.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Welcome to the E35J Moments.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, we had steamboat at Shandy's house. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Too bad GIANT isn't there.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But we were glad that Ross came!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had lots of fun.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We played DOTA for HOURS. Shandy's 2 brothers joined in the fun as well.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Li Hao &amp;amp; I played Pyramid Escape. It's was really exciting.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And we played Mahjong.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shandy's father was a pro. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And we decided to take a group picture.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We chose a nice spot.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which was just infront of the Buddha Statue.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look at the first picture. I noticed that all the boys behind were standing so formal.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As for the girls, you know it.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone's smiling so happily.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Too bad Derrick (Mama Alicia's boyfriend) wasn't in the picture. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He's a freaking pro in DOTA.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNH2XbMkeVI/AAAAAAAABrs/UAYPPa7Z4b8/s1600-h/13-09-08+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247245923161241938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNH2XbMkeVI/AAAAAAAABrs/UAYPPa7Z4b8/s320/13-09-08+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Left (First Row): Shandy, Norin, Clovey, Eunice, Alicia Mama&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Left (Second Row): Superman A.K.A Japer, Li Hao A.K.A President, Ross, Ming Yuan A.K.A M.Y, Bing Zhong&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To Ming Yuan &amp;amp; Li Hao: See our formation in this picture! Why is this so?!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNH2XbitxXI/AAAAAAAABr0/EwFv_ZN5EIA/s1600-h/13-09-08+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247245923254125938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNH2XbitxXI/AAAAAAAABr0/EwFv_ZN5EIA/s320/13-09-08+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNH2XlE2-oI/AAAAAAAABr8/O07wm2mjR10/s1600-h/13-09-08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247245925813254786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNH2XlE2-oI/AAAAAAAABr8/O07wm2mjR10/s320/13-09-08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNH2X9WfaRI/AAAAAAAABsE/WF3XOYcACyc/s1600-h/13-09-08+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247245932329658642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNH2X9WfaRI/AAAAAAAABsE/WF3XOYcACyc/s320/13-09-08+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Hao, Ming Yuan &amp;amp; Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had a great night. And I really wish we could have this more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Ming Yuan &amp;amp; Li Hao, I'm glad to have you 2 in my life. Like what I told you what happened to me, I will learn to cherish E35J even more. Thanks for all your laughter you brought to me. "In-The-End IG" will never end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-6904249055778610806?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6904249055778610806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=6904249055778610806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6904249055778610806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6904249055778610806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/e35j-moments.html' title='E35J Moments'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SNH2XbMkeVI/AAAAAAAABrs/UAYPPa7Z4b8/s72-c/13-09-08+(6).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4975023307392481455</id><published>2008-09-13T09:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:13:27.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look what I've got again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't an advertorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM3ITgpVu7I/AAAAAAAABok/TBkk3DkCqvM/s1600-h/DSC02678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246069378462890930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM3ITgpVu7I/AAAAAAAABok/TBkk3DkCqvM/s320/DSC02678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swore Pamela was really efficient because I received this item one day after order! I don't know why it came really fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I opened the package, took out the plastic....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM3IT3srUeI/AAAAAAAABos/C7zJaGlRt30/s1600-h/DSC02679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246069384650904034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM3IT3srUeI/AAAAAAAABos/C7zJaGlRt30/s320/DSC02679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's a layer of plastic to prevent any fragile pieces from breaking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't she meticulous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM3IULQqB9I/AAAAAAAABo0/oQAkWKFfiXM/s1600-h/DSC02680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246069389902088146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM3IULQqB9I/AAAAAAAABo0/oQAkWKFfiXM/s320/DSC02680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took it out. There's a cute little purple bag and guess what's inside?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM3IUkbaJJI/AAAAAAAABo8/tZgxhNuJpIw/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246069396658070674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM3IUkbaJJI/AAAAAAAABo8/tZgxhNuJpIw/s320/DSC02683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TADAH! It's a Humming Bird Cellphone Strap! However, I was thinking of "decorating" my PSP instead of my phone because I have thought of changing my phone soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM3IU9CL3zI/AAAAAAAABpE/XyTfkEJl2II/s1600-h/DSC02691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246069403263164210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM3IU9CL3zI/AAAAAAAABpE/XyTfkEJl2II/s320/DSC02691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love it to bits. I would prefer it she would use butterfly charms. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P/S: I have not been shopping for almost close to 6 months? But I realised that I'm still so broke. Spent too much on food recently. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-4975023307392481455?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4975023307392481455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4975023307392481455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4975023307392481455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4975023307392481455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/look-what-ive-got-again-this-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SM3ITgpVu7I/AAAAAAAABok/TBkk3DkCqvM/s72-c/DSC02678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-5308902166968065387</id><published>2008-09-12T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:53:17.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I went to look for TKD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked and &lt;em&gt;nua-ed &lt;/em&gt;for a long long time. Really envy people staying at Kallang Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we kept eating! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why we can talk so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details shadn't eleborate about it because we really talked a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I shall talk about one of the stuffs we talked about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, on the day of my chalet, I told them that our family have always consulted a fortune teller at Fu Lu Shou Complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fortune teller is extremely accurate (I know this is subjective, but it's true for my case), and we know her really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told TKD about our family, our problems etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he seemed to be very interested in visiting the fortune teller we always consulted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to sms him all the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought he was merely saying he wanted to visit her. But yesterday, he actually called Reka up for an appointment! So he booked a timing with Reka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to really help him because he feels that his life is not as smooth as ever, be it his studies, family etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming happenings to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. It's time I learnt to be independent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Jing Hao has told me, "In order to succeed, sometimes you need to be up there alone." I'm really very proud and touched to hear such words from Jing Hao. Because this shows he's really attentive in class (His faci told him this) and he's really becoming more and more matured, like an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday, I went to look for him after school. He was having his IG meeting, whereby he needs to set up booths for his IG. I was standing a distance away from him, waiting for him as well. Looking at Jing Hao from a distance, I see another side of him. He tells me a lot of things which I would have never thought of. There are many things we could have sacrifice just to do something which you think is more meaningful and important you. To Jing Hao, I can see that active participation both in class and his IG is his main concern, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, we sat below 801 and chatted for 3 whole hours. He told me a lot of things which he learnt while he was learning to be independent. Eating alone, go to school alone etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really proud and happy that he got 3.7/4 for his GPA. This happiness wasn't a pretentious one. It was really happiness from within my heart, and I really really feel so motivated to do well as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he can do it, I asked myself, why can't I do it? So right now, I want to learn to be independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Spend more time with my family members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, my mother would scold me because I have always put my friends on the top priority instead of family. I was really angry and pissed off with her for putting down my friends, and I don't understand why, during that time, she was so angry with me for spending soo much time with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I know. After so many happenings recently (Which I don't wish to mention because I think it's totally worthless to talk about it.), I realised that whenever I needed help and support, my family members will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take an example where I was once anorexic for almost 6 months. My hair was falling more and more day by day. And yet, my mother was willing to spend so much money on my hair treatment, telling me not to be sad and depressed over my hair loss and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one support which I could never get from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Take up a part-time job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my free time doing something more meaningful than just to go shopping, making up (You know, all the bimbotic ways), or staying all day at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TKD introduced me to a job which I think I am confident of doing well in this aspect. I shall not talk about it unless I am 100% accepted into the company. And the pay is freaking good. And the people, I think they will be good too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But if I were to take up the job, I might have to sacrifice a lot of time spent on events stuffs. I have also decided to join Events IG for the second year because I think I'm really interested in it! But if I were to change course, &lt;em&gt;nah&lt;/em&gt;, probably not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Mooncake Festival is just around the corner! It's only once a year that I get the opportunity to eat Mooncakes! I mean, who else eats mooncake all year round? For a mooncake fanatic, maybe. For me, no. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6. Gathering with my lovely E35J-ians!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I seriously miss E35J a lot, as compared to my current class. TOTAL BOREDOM. I remember at E35J, whenever we on music over the speaker, we would dance to the music. Even if we don't really know how to dance, we would all shake our body here and there, sing along to the music, play with each other etc. Those times..unexplainable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7. Family renunion at home, Steamboat again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mom wanted to have a family gathering at home to celebrate Mooncake Festival and she thought that we might have a steamboat to show unity, happiness and joy in our family. I think it's a good idea.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P/S: I received the e-mail from TKD. And I think some phrases he sent to me are useful. One of them is, "Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer." Yes, that's it. I seriously don't think explaining more could help. So, let it be! You can go around telling and influencing people, but at last, everything goes back to you. I know only this - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;谣言止于智者。So, *puts finger on lips.*&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/2731920664622308530-5308902166968065387?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5308902166968065387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=5308902166968065387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5308902166968065387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5308902166968065387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-i-went-to-look-for-tkd.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3945741383086835490</id><published>2008-09-09T10:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:11:14.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Completed Painting In My Whole Life</title><content type='html'>If you know me well, you should have known that I have no talent in art at all. Not even 1% of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my secondary school days, art lessons are the ones I dread so much because I think that art is just a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Luckily I don't take art as one of my subject. I still love A-maths a lot more.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, my brother came telling us. We were in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun: "I have an art work that needs to be handed over to my teacher on Monday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "What art work? Have you done it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun: (Stammering) "I.. I have not done. Because my friends just called me to tell me that I need to hand in by Monday." (He's making an excuse, Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ok, I try to help you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I took this mission, which took me 1 ½ day to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we went to POPULAR, parway parade to get all the art materials done. Brushes, paint, crayons, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for myself, I bought 5 CDS &amp;amp; a cute little mouse for my laptop as my previous one was faulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Theme: School Compound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rules: Water painting &amp;amp; crayons must be used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXjnV_FVLI/AAAAAAAABoE/e4SZwSQqCpM/s1600-h/DSC02503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243847606198949042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXjnV_FVLI/AAAAAAAABoE/e4SZwSQqCpM/s320/DSC02503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXjl8HXHkI/AAAAAAAABns/9ctmwrF6f3I/s1600-h/DSC02496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243847582074478146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXjl8HXHkI/AAAAAAAABns/9ctmwrF6f3I/s320/DSC02496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXkP8cgXjI/AAAAAAAABoU/b37GXudMwiE/s1600-h/DSC02506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243848303717670450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXkP8cgXjI/AAAAAAAABoU/b37GXudMwiE/s320/DSC02506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXkQbu75fI/AAAAAAAABoc/Za9tH8s6ZUA/s1600-h/DSC02508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243848312116471282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXkQbu75fI/AAAAAAAABoc/Za9tH8s6ZUA/s320/DSC02508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the end product. Not bad, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Applause!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXjmTo__YI/AAAAAAAABn0/ZRP_5_o86Aw/s1600-h/DSC02500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243847588389584258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXjmTo__YI/AAAAAAAABn0/ZRP_5_o86Aw/s320/DSC02500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXjmyT226I/AAAAAAAABn8/0zL_OGrv0jk/s1600-h/DSC02502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243847596622404514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXjmyT226I/AAAAAAAABn8/0zL_OGrv0jk/s320/DSC02502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one I liked most. I painted it. Haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This tells me one thing. If you put your effort, heart &amp;amp; soul into something you do, you'll definitely do it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;P/S: I feel left out. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:P/S: I give up hope orledi. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-3945741383086835490?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3945741383086835490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3945741383086835490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3945741383086835490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3945741383086835490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-first-completed-painting-in-my-whole.html' title='My First Completed Painting In My Whole Life'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SMXjnV_FVLI/AAAAAAAABoE/e4SZwSQqCpM/s72-c/DSC02503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-6973618185302213559</id><published>2008-09-03T09:53:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:59:01.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nike Human Race Event, 31 August 2008</title><content type='html'>Here comes the post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a cab down to Padang, to be exact, Connaught Drive. All Area OICs (Officer-In-Charge) are supposed to be there by 12.30pm. As for general volunteers, like me, we have to be there at 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naq was being deployed to the Baggage area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached there, I was told to look for my Area OIC, who is Melissa Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh ya, there were quite a plenty of handsome volunteers. Basically because they are from SHL, and they have priority to work as a volunteer before us.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me my shirt, my tag, and my wristband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to wore all these things in order to move in and out of the whole area of Padang. (In other words, gain access to everything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL38f9jEZjI/AAAAAAAABiE/7JwdSCj8YnE/s1600-h/DSC02600+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241623167356921394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL38f9jEZjI/AAAAAAAABiE/7JwdSCj8YnE/s320/DSC02600+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Tag, My Bag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh and it rhymes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4l939hxFI/AAAAAAAABnc/SjcJ9SaBrW8/s1600-h/DSC02669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241668761230099538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4l939hxFI/AAAAAAAABnc/SjcJ9SaBrW8/s320/DSC02669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is my tag, with my volunteer tee. I like it a lot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told to pair up with a girl, named Yok Ling (I'm not sure of the spelling). She's quite friendly. So I started a conversation with her. And I found her that she's a Year 3 student, from SHL (School of Health &amp;amp; Leisure). She was once in the RP basketball team. However, she quitted after a year. I asked her why. She told me that it was too competitive. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a very nice girl, very nice to talk with, as compared to the rest. She's also a very sporty girl, who would always dance to the music. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL3_09lbO0I/AAAAAAAABjE/_DXGHRiOlEk/s1600-h/DSC02613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241626826678942530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL3_09lbO0I/AAAAAAAABjE/_DXGHRiOlEk/s320/DSC02613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As I was in charge of the FRUITS &amp;amp; CEREALS section (Do not laugh, this plays an important role ok!), all of us have to open up the big cartons of cereals, and healthy snack bars. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL38gjZbA_I/AAAAAAAABiU/mh6e14aem_M/s1600-h/DSC02604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241623177517007858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL38gjZbA_I/AAAAAAAABiU/mh6e14aem_M/s320/DSC02604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is it! We have to unpack it, take out the little little snack bars out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL38g_XrTtI/AAAAAAAABic/4im36i_4OUw/s1600-h/DSC02606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241623185025879762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL38g_XrTtI/AAAAAAAABic/4im36i_4OUw/s320/DSC02606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swore this is really nice! Actually, we are not supposed to eat it because it was all for the runners. After coming back from the 10K run, they would be given one each. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, we found out there were plenty of snackbars left, so I took one home and ate it!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really really nice.. I want to buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL38hT9QyLI/AAAAAAAABik/k9vvsezaX7A/s1600-h/DSC02607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241623190552234162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL38hT9QyLI/AAAAAAAABik/k9vvsezaX7A/s320/DSC02607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the Fruits &amp;amp; Cereals. I've never had the chance to eat it because these were first distributed to the runners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL3_1ZJchWI/AAAAAAAABjM/_UOxEsesWw4/s1600-h/DSC02614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241626834077779298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL3_1ZJchWI/AAAAAAAABjM/_UOxEsesWw4/s320/DSC02614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After taking out all the little packets, we had to crush the big boxes and dump them into a big plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4AVZ1-JKI/AAAAAAAABjU/ZKdTcStv1aA/s1600-h/DSC02615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241627384020346018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4AVZ1-JKI/AAAAAAAABjU/ZKdTcStv1aA/s320/DSC02615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hard work.. Hard work... *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4CJJ4KOFI/AAAAAAAABks/ZxujjwRvmqA/s1600-h/DSC02643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241629372599384146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4CJJ4KOFI/AAAAAAAABks/ZxujjwRvmqA/s320/DSC02643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After we have done our work, Yok Ling &amp;amp; I wanted to help the drinks section with their job. That was to open the cans with a spoon. This would make the runners have an easier and faster time to drink. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, our motive was to take a little can out of the whole carton for ourselves. Haha. So I was helping, and I asked one of the 100plus worker, "Can I, like take one?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And she said, "Oh yes definitely!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hooray! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Some of the guys from the drinks section are not bad-looking too! Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL5IzGc9ddI/AAAAAAAABnk/b_4LT9lGv-U/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241707059048445394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL5IzGc9ddI/AAAAAAAABnk/b_4LT9lGv-U/s320/DSC00524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So this is the food they provided us! Quite nice, I must say! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the grilled chicken! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yok Ling wanted to see the start of the run. So we both agreed on it and we went to take a look. I took a video and it was really really very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4AWIWoVKI/AAAAAAAABjk/6ocKps4pnLM/s1600-h/DSC02621+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241627396505359522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4AWIWoVKI/AAAAAAAABjk/6ocKps4pnLM/s320/DSC02621+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This view was SPECTACULAR. I was really very touched and overwhelmed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was very pleased with this picture. FINALLY, there isn't any cars driving around. You know, they're a nuisance because they kind of like blocked the people, or the object I am taking photo of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4AW6sJH9I/AAAAAAAABjs/FDWesdC4CuA/s1600-h/DSC02623+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241627410017361874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4AW6sJH9I/AAAAAAAABjs/FDWesdC4CuA/s320/DSC02623+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The media were also there to film the whole starting race process. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 AND GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone roared! And the first color wristband ran!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So right now, the runners are back! I tell you, the first runner was really like a thunder bolt! He's back in like, almost a sheer 20mins? maybe lesser or more?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was still having my lunch, for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4l9MwWCyI/AAAAAAAABnE/bdvA6y5H2Jk/s1600-h/DSC02662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241668749632080674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4l9MwWCyI/AAAAAAAABnE/bdvA6y5H2Jk/s320/DSC02662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No no, do not misunderstand. He's not the first runner. I was taking photos just randomly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cute Geeks attended the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4l9UUbXEI/AAAAAAAABnM/qDpUx0YkIkk/s1600-h/DSC02663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241668751662472258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4l9UUbXEI/AAAAAAAABnM/qDpUx0YkIkk/s320/DSC02663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The foreigners also attended the run.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4Fk33R8TI/AAAAAAAABmc/62-3zvbXViI/s1600-h/DSC02657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241633147335078194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4Fk33R8TI/AAAAAAAABmc/62-3zvbXViI/s320/DSC02657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Mom, I have completed the run! Are you proud of me?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4FlAXMGRI/AAAAAAAABmk/cf_46C4lu40/s1600-h/DSC02658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241633149616396562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4FlAXMGRI/AAAAAAAABmk/cf_46C4lu40/s320/DSC02658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I need some snacks! Help me! I'm hungry!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4FlTSa_1I/AAAAAAAABms/UR_aGewlYHs/s1600-h/DSC02659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241633154696675154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4FlTSa_1I/AAAAAAAABms/UR_aGewlYHs/s320/DSC02659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"God damm. Finally it's over. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4FlxL0V0I/AAAAAAAABm0/W7dE-7jELys/s1600-h/DSC02660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241633162722039618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4FlxL0V0I/AAAAAAAABm0/W7dE-7jELys/s320/DSC02660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Thanks for giving me a snack bar, kid!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4FmQy7TcI/AAAAAAAABm8/YAKnCneOu84/s1600-h/DSC02661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241633171207572930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4FmQy7TcI/AAAAAAAABm8/YAKnCneOu84/s320/DSC02661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I need a drink too, pal!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4E5VnobXI/AAAAAAAABl0/i1ing7s0reo/s1600-h/DSC02652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241632399408262514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4E5VnobXI/AAAAAAAABl0/i1ing7s0reo/s320/DSC02652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Hey, even though I'm from the media crew, but I still need a drink right?! I also feel thirsty &lt;em&gt;lehh&lt;/em&gt;!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4E5n4JscI/AAAAAAAABl8/xMVUXc7sHMw/s1600-h/DSC02653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241632404309389762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4E5n4JscI/AAAAAAAABl8/xMVUXc7sHMw/s320/DSC02653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hey hey, please proceed to the drinks section on the left!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4E6LqTXWI/AAAAAAAABmE/OnzCUtvn36s/s1600-h/DSC02654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241632413914979682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4E6LqTXWI/AAAAAAAABmE/OnzCUtvn36s/s320/DSC02654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He looks so much like Bread. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4E6fvhC-I/AAAAAAAABmM/JsWKVqGMrjk/s1600-h/DSC02655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241632419305556962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4E6fvhC-I/AAAAAAAABmM/JsWKVqGMrjk/s320/DSC02655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hey Hey! Be patient, you'll be given drinks, definitely!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4E6-1Q3XI/AAAAAAAABmU/t6VhETQqH8A/s1600-h/DSC02656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241632427651161458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4E6-1Q3XI/AAAAAAAABmU/t6VhETQqH8A/s320/DSC02656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Hey, I'm the man. I need SNACKS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4DyEEzi4I/AAAAAAAABlc/Shp6N89CgEQ/s1600-h/DSC02649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241631174928075650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4DyEEzi4I/AAAAAAAABlc/Shp6N89CgEQ/s320/DSC02649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Hek Hek! Thanks for the snacks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4DynbBIlI/AAAAAAAABlk/nRK5-UWwovA/s1600-h/DSC02650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241631184416481874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4DynbBIlI/AAAAAAAABlk/nRK5-UWwovA/s320/DSC02650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oh, 10km is nothing, dude!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Do It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4CJaIJ6AI/AAAAAAAABk0/_fWGjYB3zx8/s1600-h/DSC02644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241629376961439746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4CJaIJ6AI/AAAAAAAABk0/_fWGjYB3zx8/s320/DSC02644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hey what's that? A snack bar?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4CJnQoIVI/AAAAAAAABk8/0V7e84-oWIY/s1600-h/DSC02645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241629380486635858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4CJnQoIVI/AAAAAAAABk8/0V7e84-oWIY/s320/DSC02645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Haiyo!&lt;/em&gt; I don't want snacks! I want my 100plus!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4CJ2km6eI/AAAAAAAABlE/yfsXwgiJ_WI/s1600-h/DSC02646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241629384596974050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4CJ2km6eI/AAAAAAAABlE/yfsXwgiJ_WI/s320/DSC02646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey I look really pissed off. You better get me my snacks!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4l9t6hAmI/AAAAAAAABnU/px6cTlOmJF4/s1600-h/DSC02664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241668758533112418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4l9t6hAmI/AAAAAAAABnU/px6cTlOmJF4/s320/DSC02664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OI! I am police &lt;em&gt;horrr&lt;/em&gt;. Don't play play and fool around ok!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL3_0TzWPPI/AAAAAAAABi8/mLFcl8Jhiag/s1600-h/DSC02611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241626815463046386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL3_0TzWPPI/AAAAAAAABi8/mLFcl8Jhiag/s320/DSC02611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These gates are for the runners who come back from the run. They would need to be de-chipped and time would be recorded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL38gO5n3JI/AAAAAAAABiM/QlOgHbqZpPI/s1600-h/DSC02601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241623172014922898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL38gO5n3JI/AAAAAAAABiM/QlOgHbqZpPI/s320/DSC02601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those tall buildings. Aren't they scrumptious and grand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4CIzaY1zI/AAAAAAAABkk/ZwrEZMYuZh0/s1600-h/DSC02642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241629366568933170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4CIzaY1zI/AAAAAAAABkk/ZwrEZMYuZh0/s320/DSC02642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is the drinks, fruits &amp;amp; cereals section.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4BhxSC3zI/AAAAAAAABj8/cfbm5_FQKQk/s1600-h/DSC02631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241628695982169906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4BhxSC3zI/AAAAAAAABj8/cfbm5_FQKQk/s320/DSC02631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok, so now let me show you some of the little tents around Padang. This is the Food Stall, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4BiNDt-CI/AAAAAAAABkE/iNkBJ3N8nnw/s1600-h/DSC02632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241628703438272546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4BiNDt-CI/AAAAAAAABkE/iNkBJ3N8nnw/s320/DSC02632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nike &amp;amp; Partners' Booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4BiVWDZaI/AAAAAAAABkM/4C_KAAE3Zec/s1600-h/DSC02633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241628705662657954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4BiVWDZaI/AAAAAAAABkM/4C_KAAE3Zec/s320/DSC02633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the Concert. Where hunks &amp;amp; babes like Rosalyn Lee &amp;amp; Utt, Boys Like Girls etc performed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4Bi92MnOI/AAAAAAAABkU/-JLGTNM8atE/s1600-h/DSC02637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241628716534897890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4Bi92MnOI/AAAAAAAABkU/-JLGTNM8atE/s320/DSC02637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you ever need help for your injuries, you can visit the First Aid booth. However, they do not provide life support system. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4BjODSaAI/AAAAAAAABkc/7T14D96ClG4/s1600-h/DSC02638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241628720884770818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4BjODSaAI/AAAAAAAABkc/7T14D96ClG4/s320/DSC02638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Any Questions? The Info Booth shall acceed to all your requests and enquiries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4AXF5VB-I/AAAAAAAABj0/D9lPbwZp1eo/s1600-h/DSC02627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241627413025458146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL4AXF5VB-I/AAAAAAAABj0/D9lPbwZp1eo/s320/DSC02627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last but not least, that's me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nike, Just Do It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-6973618185302213559?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6973618185302213559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=6973618185302213559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6973618185302213559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6973618185302213559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/09/nike-human-race-event-31-august-2008.html' title='Nike Human Race Event, 31 August 2008'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SL38f9jEZjI/AAAAAAAABiE/7JwdSCj8YnE/s72-c/DSC02600+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-237576591133041148</id><published>2008-08-28T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:54:25.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th Birthday (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>*Note: I can't wait to write up a post on my feelings for Nike Human Race! I'm so proud to be PART of it. Seriously, I've never been so excited for a long time! 98.7FM DJ Rosalyn was here! I am soooooo tempted to go backstage to take a picture with her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; About my 18th birthday, I realised something. I would probably not be organising chalet for the next few years. The processes which includes buying of food, booking of chalet, inviting people etc makes me sick. I seriously find it very sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year shall most probably be something healthier like steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, didn't take pictures for the second night. Seems like no one is keen on taking pictures. I have also forgotten about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqwwiEK4BI/AAAAAAAABh8/OqwxMILWQgk/s1600-h/DSC02561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240695464223498258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqwwiEK4BI/AAAAAAAABh8/OqwxMILWQgk/s320/DSC02561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Jasmine, Ying Ying, Yee Teng &amp;amp; Jing Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This wallet makes me remind of Hazwan! He's an ex-worker at ANIMAL. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, it's time I change my wallet. I've been wanting to buy myself a Ripcurl one, but... I'm very poor right now. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to use my COACH wallet anymore because I'm afraid I might stain it or misplace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqs19EBiPI/AAAAAAAABhk/_SJTd7vMA6M/s1600-h/DSC02582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240691159323478258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqs19EBiPI/AAAAAAAABhk/_SJTd7vMA6M/s320/DSC02582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Jiashi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqs2BKGoPI/AAAAAAAABhs/yGZOg8-BNPM/s1600-h/DSC02583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240691160422719730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqs2BKGoPI/AAAAAAAABhs/yGZOg8-BNPM/s320/DSC02583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqs2gwaSKI/AAAAAAAABh0/Pj7zIJeqOpE/s1600-h/DSC02584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240691168904890530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqs2gwaSKI/AAAAAAAABh0/Pj7zIJeqOpE/s320/DSC02584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a musical set box. All you have to do is just to twist the handle and you can hear the melody. Kinda retro huh? Haha.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqq3lltACI/AAAAAAAABhU/m46b3bu1LI0/s1600-h/DSC02579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240688988358770722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqq3lltACI/AAAAAAAABhU/m46b3bu1LI0/s320/DSC02579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From CKTs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqq34E3oRI/AAAAAAAABhc/t0OMQuRfXGQ/s1600-h/DSC02580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240688993321328914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqq34E3oRI/AAAAAAAABhc/t0OMQuRfXGQ/s320/DSC02580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very retro &lt;em&gt;loh&lt;/em&gt;! I like it a lot. Actually I expected that they would give me something very retro or vintage type.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqq25Qqy9I/AAAAAAAABg8/nbqQRBfUBc0/s1600-h/DSC02572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240688976459385810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqq25Qqy9I/AAAAAAAABg8/nbqQRBfUBc0/s320/DSC02572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Yu Yue&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqq3IsrQ7I/AAAAAAAABhE/LXw5zbxzTQ4/s1600-h/DSC02573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240688980603388850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqq3IsrQ7I/AAAAAAAABhE/LXw5zbxzTQ4/s320/DSC02573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From TKD, Shervonne, Calvin, Wen Sheng&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqq3V0u5FI/AAAAAAAABhM/hxcd4Upkv1o/s1600-h/DSC02575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240688984126841938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqq3V0u5FI/AAAAAAAABhM/hxcd4Upkv1o/s320/DSC02575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell to the ground when I opened this present. LOL! So long never play card games already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlx1f3WAjI/AAAAAAAABgU/1VbBkk1RmjA/s1600-h/DSC02558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240344805322916402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlx1f3WAjI/AAAAAAAABgU/1VbBkk1RmjA/s320/DSC02558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Daphie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlx1u1ikRI/AAAAAAAABgc/-mYUWT_LLuQ/s1600-h/DSC02576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240344809341882642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlx1u1ikRI/AAAAAAAABgc/-mYUWT_LLuQ/s320/DSC02576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally something more sentimental. So I decided to frame it to prevent dust, tear and wear.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like people giving me cards. Because I do keep all the birthday cards. I feel that making a birthday card seems more sincere than a material stuff. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I like the flower! REALLY! Nowadays, who buys flower with a card attached to it and give it to someone on her/his birthday?! VERY RARE already!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlx1zMlV2I/AAAAAAAABgk/Kf7DuBoj-Mg/s1600-h/DSC02563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240344810512275298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlx1zMlV2I/AAAAAAAABgk/Kf7DuBoj-Mg/s320/DSC02563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Daphie, Jason, Albert(o), Eugene Chong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlx2pbmpCI/AAAAAAAABgs/Y0ajDOGNMe4/s1600-h/DSC02569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240344825070789666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlx2pbmpCI/AAAAAAAABgs/Y0ajDOGNMe4/s320/DSC02569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Eugene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was his gift for me when he was in Thailand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Without flash)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlx2-0QAAI/AAAAAAAABg0/NIiWVe5tyJA/s1600-h/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240344830811308034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlx2-0QAAI/AAAAAAAABg0/NIiWVe5tyJA/s320/DSC02567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(With flash)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See how it blings. *Smile gleefully*&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLltzOZ-ehI/AAAAAAAABfk/eMF1ZBA_ZWM/s1600-h/DSC02547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240340368230087186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLltzOZ-ehI/AAAAAAAABfk/eMF1ZBA_ZWM/s320/DSC02547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I saw this handwriting, I was thinking it must be Ash who wrote it! So I presumed the present to be very cranky and fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlv2EoJy0I/AAAAAAAABfs/cgovu51LV40/s1600-h/DSC02550+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240342616168057666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlv2EoJy0I/AAAAAAAABfs/cgovu51LV40/s320/DSC02550+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Ash, Xun, Clifford, Zhi Qiang, Cher&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it was totally unexpected! I was like, shouting "OH MY GOD" to myself. How come he knew I wanted it so badly? He must have seen me holding that black cover for a long time. And perhaps he feels sick looking at me holding that. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm very touched, seriously. Given the situation I'm in right now (I'm in poverty. Nearly bankrupt), I even think twice whether to buy such stuffs. It's definitely a NEED to me, not a WANT.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imagine me having to think twice about buying the things I need, you should know I'm really really very short of cash.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlv2UldcNI/AAAAAAAABf0/y1GyQfNfwr8/s1600-h/DSC02589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240342620451729618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlv2UldcNI/AAAAAAAABf0/y1GyQfNfwr8/s320/DSC02589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though it's white in color and it stains easily, I think I will clean it once every week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlv246oGzI/AAAAAAAABf8/dmqAV8E2ENs/s1600-h/DSC02592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240342630204185394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlv246oGzI/AAAAAAAABf8/dmqAV8E2ENs/s320/DSC02592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it goes well with my greenie earpiece! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I want to cry already...)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlv3OD2hTI/AAAAAAAABgE/qu1USDQMvcY/s1600-h/DSC02552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240342635880023346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlv3OD2hTI/AAAAAAAABgE/qu1USDQMvcY/s320/DSC02552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Yvonne, Qiu Yi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlv3TZwD3I/AAAAAAAABgM/mADWqqyNhoI/s1600-h/DSC02554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240342637314051954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlv3TZwD3I/AAAAAAAABgM/mADWqqyNhoI/s320/DSC02554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another card. I like it a lot. Thanks for making an effort to make this card. I appreciate it deep deeeeeep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLltxpKaeHI/AAAAAAAABfE/vUhgXiVJz6Y/s1600-h/DSC02530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240340341052831858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLltxpKaeHI/AAAAAAAABfE/vUhgXiVJz6Y/s320/DSC02530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; From Tina, Kerry, Sock Hiang &amp;amp; Q.Y&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLltyEr5WXI/AAAAAAAABfM/3qKkiS3zB5E/s1600-h/DSC02535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240340348441024882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLltyEr5WXI/AAAAAAAABfM/3qKkiS3zB5E/s320/DSC02535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLltyZmx-sI/AAAAAAAABfU/J26xun63P5U/s1600-h/DSC02542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240340354056714946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLltyZmx-sI/AAAAAAAABfU/J26xun63P5U/s320/DSC02542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlty-jqAmI/AAAAAAAABfc/mC_6OBfuCO4/s1600-h/DSC02543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240340363975721570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLlty-jqAmI/AAAAAAAABfc/mC_6OBfuCO4/s320/DSC02543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next time can make fake one anot?!?!?!?! I can't bear to eat it &lt;em&gt;LAHH&lt;/em&gt;! Eating it gives me a feeling that I will forget you guys easily. )):&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(But seriously, the brownie tasted really nice. I ate half the bottle already. Haha.)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I suddenly have this feeling to say this out. Because this is my blog, and I want to keep every memory which I think it's so worth remembering for. I'm afraid if one day I lose all my memories, or I met with an accident, I forget everything in the past, I can take my blog out and read.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During the night, I had a long long long chat with TKD.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before saying that, I want to thank him for making a trip to Katong just to help me take the food from City Satay.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I needed help, all of them was either not contactable, or either not replying my sms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I looked for TKD, I knew he would help me. And tadah, he really did helped me. City Satay reached earlier than expected. And he called City Satay to go back to Katong. And he would collect the food from Katong. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so touched! *Eyes watery* Haha.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Back to topic)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I suddenly feel at ease when talking to him.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Perhaps it was due to the atmosphere. (The night was cold and breezy.)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Despite the fact that we had conflicts with each other last time, I feel that that conflict didn't existed at all.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe both of us have already moved on, further and further.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We talk about a lot of stuffs. Friendship, ways of handling a friendship and etc etc.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suddenly, I'm not shy to tell him that I knew how bad my attitude was in the past.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not shy to tell him that if it wasn't him who tell me what kind of a person I was back then, I wouldn't be what I am right now.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When talking to him, I suddenly feel I can float up into the air. Ego, pride, bad attitudes seemed to be far far away from me.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really feel that I can bravely tell everything what I really feel, and not to keep a little of things here and there from him. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ever since I told myself to change for the better, I feel that I'm a more broad-minded person. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were talking about something, which he wasn't really happy about.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I was telling him something as well.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I always tell myself everyone have different kinds of attitudes. And I do accept this fact. But as a friend, what I only ask from you was to accept my attitude as well. Knowing that I am having my mood swings or not feeling too happy, the least a friend could do was to either keep quiet, or show concern by asking what happen. And not to give a black face or pour wet blanket, Which makes the whole situation more tensed and sickening.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes I keep quiet doesn't mean I agree with what you do or say, it's just that I know that everyone have different views. So no matter how much you tried saying to a person (especially a person with very strong views), it's doesn't get into his/her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't what all I say sounds quite true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;霎那间，我心里有很多感触。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, I just wanted to say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the things you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the advises you gave to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the knowledge you passed to me. (When you taught me mathematics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, TKD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Just came back from Nike Human Race Event. Very Very Very tired. But very happy and proud of myself. Very happy to see a lot of nice hunkies &amp;amp; ang mohs perspiring and come to me for fruits and cereal. Ahh... HAHA! Made friends with Yok Ling (I'm not sure if this is spelled correctly). She's a nice girl from SHL, Year 3. And PRIMARY SCHOOL FRIEND with NAQ! OMFG. (NAQ's my classmate.) WTF?! The world is fucking small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:P/S: I shall post about the Nike Human Race event perhaps, tomorrow? Maybe the day after tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:P/S:P/S: Yang, Kai, Bread, sorry to disappoint you guys. (They called me out for mahjong at 10.39pm. -.-")I'm really very very very extremely ubberly rubbishly tired and exhausted after a full day shift at Padang. Maybe we play mahjong next week? Haha. You guys know why I'm so exhausted? I'm crowded with PLENTY of hunkies that I can't breathe properly because it's so stuffy! Haha! SO EXCITED, STILL.! OH NO~! *HaHaHa! Evil laughs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-237576591133041148?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/237576591133041148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=237576591133041148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/237576591133041148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/237576591133041148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/18th-birthday-part-2.html' title='18th Birthday (Part 2)'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLqwwiEK4BI/AAAAAAAABh8/OqwxMILWQgk/s72-c/DSC02561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-187976602724144303</id><published>2008-08-27T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:06:32.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th Birthday (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>First Night - My Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng Yong, Beng Hon, Zhi Yang, Feng Yao, Garie, Wei Kai, Desmond &amp;amp; Bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 of us were at the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's just 9 of us, the atmosphere was almost the atmosphere of 20 people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang: " Do you want 20 of XXX or just the 9 of us?" (XXX is a person all of us detest. His/her identity shall not be disclosed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us: "Of cause 9 of us lahh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng Yong, Beng Hon &amp;amp; Desmond did something REAL SILLY and something they should not, totally should not be doing. Shadn't elaborated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang &amp;amp; I were totally annoyed. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLkcC7L-f6I/AAAAAAAABes/hVDZTucvIK8/s1600-h/DSC02513+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240250477995524002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLkcC7L-f6I/AAAAAAAABes/hVDZTucvIK8/s320/DSC02513+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Total big change. We used to be so into hard liquor. And now they wanted something more refreshing, and less troublesome. Chilled beer. Perfect for a preppy and cranky night.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLkcDU7ObVI/AAAAAAAABe0/8iTJ_teKjdo/s1600-h/DSC02527+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240250484904586578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLkcDU7ObVI/AAAAAAAABe0/8iTJ_teKjdo/s320/DSC02527+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd never thought Zhi Yang could do something so cute. So I took it down.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLkcDm3ks0I/AAAAAAAABe8/R32De9ge_bY/s1600-h/DSC02522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240250489721107266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLkcDm3ks0I/AAAAAAAABe8/R32De9ge_bY/s320/DSC02522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des &amp;amp; Yong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(The rest were not taken. Too lazy for a snapshot.)&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brought my laptop along.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The guys kept playing DOTA!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Later in the night, we were bored so we decided to play something.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We off the lights, closed the curtains, and switch off the TV.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone MUST sit on the bed. All of us sat in circle.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We must push each other (Only using body, and no using of legs), and the one who got pushed out of the bed gets all the punching and beating.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I swore it was fucking funny!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next, we played "Mute".&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All of us must sit on the bed, and NOT talk. You know, we all love to talk and yak. So now not talking is like a mental torture for us!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are not allowed to make any sound. Who makes the first sound gets whacking and beating as well.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We did lots of sabotage, etc.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was being whacked as well.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was totally hilarious seeing people being whacked man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were perspiring when we played those games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was Morning, all of them wanted to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garie &amp;amp; I were not reluctant to let them sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all lie on the bed, and I started saying PLENTY of lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chat a lot, bitch a lot on the way and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a joke Yang told me, and I think it's fucking funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang: Bob, the builder wanted to retire. So what is he now? (The joke is something like that.. couldn't really remember it fully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Thinking...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang: BOB LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh ya hor! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was thinking of the builder thing, you see!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more! Garie burst into laughter upon hearing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What does Chicken A says to Chicken B?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them: .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Pok Pok Keh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All : Hahaha! *couldn't be bothered*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Garie kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was really fun lah, so long never meet up with them. Really a lot of lame things they said but it was really funny. You know, they speak a lot of Hokkien, chinese etc. Really funny. When one laughs, everybody laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so impressed with Feng Yao! He composed a few songs which I think it was really cool. Was too lazy to read it all out because it was all in chinese. So he sang for me to hear. And I find it not bad you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a song about his fear for dogs. And it sounded out to be really nice and cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, slowly, everyone started feeling really tired and we all slept. Garie, the only survivor was awake throughout the morning! He was watching TV! I could feel it because he was just lying beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the only moment when the whole room was in total silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet them soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-187976602724144303?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/187976602724144303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=187976602724144303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/187976602724144303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/187976602724144303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/18th-birthday-part-1.html' title='18th Birthday (Part 1)'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLkcC7L-f6I/AAAAAAAABes/hVDZTucvIK8/s72-c/DSC02513+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-9081214886437112836</id><published>2008-08-27T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T01:05:09.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Semester is starting real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New friends, new environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sick of these 2 factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, I've been posted to the worst block ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W26H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING hate this block. Deserted, little people roaming around, insecured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally feel so insecured man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY UP THERE, ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE A FOOL OF ME?! *POINTING TOWARDS THR SKY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are fucking 23 people in E35J, and I'M THE ONLY ONE POSTED TO A FUCKING W2&lt;br /&gt;BLOCK? WTF IS THIS? ARE YOU MAKING A FOOL OF ME!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE PLENTY OF MANJUSRIANS IN RP, AND I'M THE ONLY ONE POSTED TO A FUCKING W2 BLOCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY AM I ALWAYS ALONE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fucking suay person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 12, I got my PSLE results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only fucking girl who got posted to Manjusri Secondary School to study. OUT OF THE WHOLE FENGSHAN PRIMARY SCHOOL. CCB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the official school day, my Dad drove me to MJR for a look. I cried badly. I'm lonely, no one goes to school with me. A total stranger to me. WTF is MJR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 17, I got my O Level Results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with the aggregate score I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could get into the Poly I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HELL NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT INTO A FUCKING SHITASS POLY WHICH I AM MOST UNRELUCTANT TO GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went into Republic Polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time, I SERIOUSLY DO NOT DESERVE SUCH A POLY. SUCH A FUCKING CHEAP COURSE WHICH A PERSON WITH AGGREGRATE SCORE OF 26 COULD GET IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person 10points more than me! WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I resign to fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into E35J. Nevermind, the people there are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW, ALL I WISH FOR WAS A GOOD BLOCK. I FUCK CARE THE PEOPLE IN MY CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL I WISH WAS A GOOD BLOCK. W4, W1 or E3, that's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING MANAGEMENT GAVE ME W2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, the people I know in RP, not EVEN ONE, is in the same block as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already so lonely, my best friend Jiashi is not in the same school as me, I hate the school I am in now because I don't deserve such a course, I dont have a best friend in RP, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, my heart felt so empty. I don't know. I keep telling myself, "Why? 我不甘心！我真的不甘心! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I work so hard for my O levels, because I want a good course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I seriously don't know what I am studying about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see NO FUTURE in what I'm studying about right now. I'm so worried for my future. Is RP being recognised if I go for overseas studies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is PBL suitable for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one understands the hatred in me, Nobody understands how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all to say,  NOBODY BOTHERED ABOUT ME LAH. THAT'S IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I bottled up too many things that I'm choking to death. I burst into tears. I realised I always cry alone in the room. I'm a fucking coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiashi, why are you always so busy when I called you out?! You're the only one who will not give me attitude whenever I complain about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: When I first know my class, I don't know why I called you. Wanted to call you again to talk about how fucked up I feel right now, but I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S/P/S: Why am I always so unlucky. Who can brainwash me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-9081214886437112836?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/9081214886437112836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=9081214886437112836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/9081214886437112836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/9081214886437112836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-semester-is-starting-real-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-1713314417949489792</id><published>2008-08-25T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:31:44.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 18 Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLQtfy7PzlI/AAAAAAAABdE/QOx9jQCce_k/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238862290808196690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLQtfy7PzlI/AAAAAAAABdE/QOx9jQCce_k/s320/DSC00499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is my birthday. My 18th birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wanted to celebrate with some people, yet not too many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And these are the people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLQthI1LSDI/AAAAAAAABdM/rSQ0-FmN2qI/s1600-h/DSCN0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238862313868183602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLQthI1LSDI/AAAAAAAABdM/rSQ0-FmN2qI/s320/DSCN0845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Left: TKD, Albert, Daphie, Jason (On Top), Qiu Yi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realised something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Albert, Daphie, Jason, Qiu Yi &amp;amp; I were classmates right from Secondary 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TKD &amp;amp; I were classmates from Secondary 2 all the way to Secondary 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLQtiiUg3OI/AAAAAAAABdU/nQgAspxj3rA/s1600-h/DSCN0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238862337890376930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLQtiiUg3OI/AAAAAAAABdU/nQgAspxj3rA/s320/DSCN0847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They bought me a cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLQtjOLhxXI/AAAAAAAABdc/IpbkV28SJ8k/s1600-h/DSCN0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238862349663847794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLQtjOLhxXI/AAAAAAAABdc/IpbkV28SJ8k/s320/DSCN0848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLQtk4Jg81I/AAAAAAAABdk/OpkJyZCgMJY/s1600-h/DSCN0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238862378109563730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLQtk4Jg81I/AAAAAAAABdk/OpkJyZCgMJY/s320/DSCN0843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for making this day a special one. I hope this goes on for 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012 and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene, though u're not able to make it, you're still being remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Lotus 12. Those songs being played can really make you cry! But I prefer 881.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-1713314417949489792?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1713314417949489792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=1713314417949489792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1713314417949489792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1713314417949489792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-18-birthday.html' title='Happy 18 Birthday'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLQtfy7PzlI/AAAAAAAABdE/QOx9jQCce_k/s72-c/DSC00499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4963681045226668672</id><published>2008-08-23T21:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T22:06:17.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astons Specialities</title><content type='html'>As this coming Monday would be my birthday, my parents decided to take me out for a good feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLAV1_HGVYI/AAAAAAAABck/OfOjMS1tT10/s1600-h/1557818683_6c64e05cea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237710383850345858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLAV1_HGVYI/AAAAAAAABck/OfOjMS1tT10/s320/1557818683_6c64e05cea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ASTONS SPECIALTIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, Dad was always reluctant to go Astons for a meal because everytime we drove past East Coast Road, we would be very annoyed when we see TONS of people queueing up for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HOWEVER...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We decided to give it a try. And it turned out that there were no people queueing! &lt;em&gt;Because it was raining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis went to eat there before and she commented that the food was mediocre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, my Dad also thought ASTONS was just another typical restaurants where typical Singaporeans would queue up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have never thought this way because I knew ALL ALONG that they were quite well-known for their steaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I swore I never REGRET coming for their Steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who would go there for their chicken chop or fish &amp;amp; chips where they are so common?! You can dine at SWENSENS, then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, Shaun &amp;amp; I ordered Ribeye Steak Extra Cut for only $16.90! Mom, being the devoted Buddhist, she took Chicken &amp;amp; Sausage Combo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted my Steak Medium and Dad Medium Rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLAV1wwAIWI/AAAAAAAABcs/G_2d8nwY6l0/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237710379995373922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLAV1wwAIWI/AAAAAAAABcs/G_2d8nwY6l0/s320/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ribeye Steak Xtra Cut 250gm for only $16.90!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLAV2B7u3TI/AAAAAAAABc0/lPX9v5-ZHMw/s1600-h/DSC00476+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237710384607976754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLAV2B7u3TI/AAAAAAAABc0/lPX9v5-ZHMw/s320/DSC00476+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See the thick slab of steak they serve?! See how well they are being grilled?! Just looking at the inner sides of the meat makes me so happy and smile gleefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLAV2JYD_VI/AAAAAAAABc8/UZa2XAKodp8/s1600-h/DSC00478+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237710386605849938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLAV2JYD_VI/AAAAAAAABc8/UZa2XAKodp8/s320/DSC00478+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See... The succulent slice of beef would just melt in your mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've really got to try it, dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore Jack's Place SUCK TO THE CORE. Ok, not to that extent, but almost there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been keeping this in my heart for a long time. Dad &amp;amp; I were complaining about the steaks Jack's Place offered us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always wanted our steak to be on a Medium grill. But when the steak was served to us, our steak would always ended up well-done! And when that happens, the steak turns hard and stiff and we were totally turned off by this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't they do something about it? Astons provides better steaks and cheaper price. Jack's Place offer mediocre (I know I use a lot of this word, but this is it!) steaks and lavish prices. So now I know what to choose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we step out of the bistro, TONS OF PEOPLE were queueing up again. (Luckily, we came early.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ASTONS SPECIALITIES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;119 East Coast Road(Opposite Katong Mall)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tel: 6247 7857 (Reservations not allowed, I've tried it before, but to no avail (:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1130-2300hrs(Close on 1st Monday of each month)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I'm so pleased with the food I had, and the pictures I took. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-4963681045226668672?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4963681045226668672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4963681045226668672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4963681045226668672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4963681045226668672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/astons-specialities.html' title='Astons Specialities'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SLAV1_HGVYI/AAAAAAAABck/OfOjMS1tT10/s72-c/1557818683_6c64e05cea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-5377543669956101244</id><published>2008-08-22T12:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:30:04.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>超級星光大道</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;超級星光大道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;星光二班,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第二季总冠军&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;賴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;銘偉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK5OsoujOOI/AAAAAAAABbk/FUFgp7mcwcc/s1600-h/EN05_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237209945432340706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK5OsoujOOI/AAAAAAAABbk/FUFgp7mcwcc/s320/EN05_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, readers please pardon me! I'm a fan of 超級星光大道! Total die hard fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy, extremely kickass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superb vocals, extremely heartwarming voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;超级星光大道第三季 is coming in the next episode! AND guess what? Sugianto 潘嗣敬 is in the competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys have no idea who is SUGIE, Let me show you his picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK6iPIzPe9I/AAAAAAAABbs/krTrMiqKVF0/s1600-h/sugian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237301797622610898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK6iPIzPe9I/AAAAAAAABbs/krTrMiqKVF0/s320/sugian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Remember? He's one of the contestants from Project Superstar! &lt;/p&gt;AND I SEE HIM IN REAL PERSON BEFORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the host of Campus Suerstar with Hong Jun Yang. And I was there a few times to support Hong Yu Yang (I don't know him well, but I went there to support him for fun). I LIKE SUGIANTO LEH. He's so cute! But I don't know whether he sings well anot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-5377543669956101244?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5377543669956101244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=5377543669956101244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5377543669956101244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5377543669956101244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='超級星光大道'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK5OsoujOOI/AAAAAAAABbk/FUFgp7mcwcc/s72-c/EN05_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3584386367236197322</id><published>2008-08-18T13:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:00:20.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friend In Need Is A Friend In Deed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;*SPECIAL POST*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DEDICATED TO A LIFE-TIME FRIEND,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DAPHNNE WONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;NICKNAME: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;DODO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;FISHBALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;VONG VAY VOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Wishing You A Very Happy 18th Birthday...&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236862260122767586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK0SesBEUOI/AAAAAAAABbU/pASRQHpdlYk/s320/DSC02468.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And thats her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK0Xk80y4WI/AAAAAAAABbc/O9UJaVnmJUo/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236867865272050018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK0Xk80y4WI/AAAAAAAABbc/O9UJaVnmJUo/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Group photo of us and her cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK0FQ6hTtrI/AAAAAAAABa8/ICO7Sy-YJNs/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236847729846761138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK0FQ6hTtrI/AAAAAAAABa8/ICO7Sy-YJNs/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures of Pheobe, Tiar, Ethan (The 3 little kids from U.K) , KING (The Doggy) &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236847733117991618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK0FRGtOusI/AAAAAAAABbE/abyXQiVEbNM/s320/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pictures of Daphie, Eugene &amp;amp; I. We bought her an Ipod Nano as her birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We wanted to buy her a red one instead because I did try sounding her out one day. It was the day when Eugene's mother met us for lunch for Tom Yam Soup. I started asking her about Albert's school and stuffs. Then I heard Albert got an Ipod Nano Black as well. So she mentioned she liked Red.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But unfortunately, Eugene told me that Red was sold out. So we bought her Green instead! Knowing that she likes Green as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;******&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I wanted to make her a birthday card. And write a letter to her. However, I was not an artistic person. I could not even draw a dog or cat properly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So I might as well type it here about what I want to say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dear Daphie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This letter may be long, but I hope you finish reading it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's been a whole 5 years since we know each other. In other words, we've known each other since young. That was about 13 years old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;During these 5 years, we have been through lots of ups and downs. God put us through many tests to see if our friendship could still go on despite many many tough obstacles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Many uphappy things happened between us. However, when I was seeping through my darkest and lowest point in my life, you are always there for me. This makes me even more sure, 101% sure that you can be a great friend to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When I had disputes with XXX &amp;amp; XXX, you were there, giving me your best advises. That was during Secondary 3. I had mild depression. I cried a lot during that time. And I know you might feel annoyed at that point of time because you didn't like girls to cry too much, you stood by me. You were there for me, all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2 years ago, on your birthday celebration, I remembered that night. I had a dispute over somebody which I think it's not worth having cold war with you. At that point of time, when I went home, I wanted to talk to you about it. You seemed that you did not care. I thought you're on her side. But when I started to think back, you didn't mean not to sms me back. It was because that night was your birthday. Guests at your house needed you as the host. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You tried helping both of us, but ended up you were being pulled into our situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;But when I realised this, it was all too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As a result, we were not on talking terms for ONE YEAR. Just because of a misunderstanding that I think you should not be even involved with. I really regret it a lot. I always asked myself, if time could be reversible, I would choose not to go your house for celebration. And nothing would happened 2 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We all know how short 1 year could be. Yet, we all know how LONG 1 year could be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I guess nobody would understand how miserable it is not talking to someone whom I cherished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I tried apologising to YYY. I even wanted to asked her out for a good talk over what happened to us. Instead, YYY hurled hurtful and resentful remarks on me. That was when I feel that there's no way YYY and I would ever be bosom friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was different for us. I know you longer and better than YYY. I know you're a more understanding and matured person. What's more, we could even call each other childhood friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;There are soooo many other factors to why our friendship turned so sour at that point of time. There are many other things which you might not know, and I think you might not wish to know. And it's not convenient to type it out here. But, I really hope you understand why I'm trying so hard, trying so hard to be on good terms with you. I hope you can feel the anxious-ness in me of trying to salvage a friendship which I am sure it will last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And now you know why I believed so much in God? When it was the day for us to take our O levels result, and if we were in different schools, I guess it would be so much harder to meet you up. Yet, God gave us this chance to be in the same school. I was happy. God gave me this hope that we could be friends again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sometimes, my mom would ask me about you, and YYY. I really have no idea of what to say to her. I don't want to tell her that I have already lose you as a good friend. And we're not on talking terms. So I always told her you're fine, you look good in school and stuffs. I would tell her things which other people told me about you. I really don't want her to know what happened between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And now, we're back to talking terms. We laugh, we joke. I'm very happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Today, when I went to your house. I looked around your house. I looked at KING. I looked at your father while he was washing his car. I told myself, "2 years ago, I came here. 2 years later, I'm here again. But I will not let ANYONE or ANYTHING to thwart the friendship between us once again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I had phobia of coming to your house. I'm scared bad things would happen again. I'm afraid to face your family members. I feel so ashamed. I don't know why, I feel I'm a bad girl in your family's eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yet, after today, I'm so glad everything worked out well and fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jason &amp;amp; I were also on talking terms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Clifford &amp;amp; I were also on talking terms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ka Hng &amp;amp; I were also on talking terms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Most of all, Eugene &amp;amp; I were also back to talking terms. And we were now closer than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I do not need to be close to them, because I'm contented that we can talk, we can joke, we can laugh, we can play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm sorry if I'm not a good friend these years. You may not treat me as a good friend of urs, but I wish to tell you something. Whenever you need help, or you feel down and you needed someone to talk, when you feel happy and you wanted to share your joy with, remember that there's a friend named Eunice Ng right here who will be willing to share all kinds of memories with you, be it sad, happy, bitter or sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I might miss a lot of happy memories with you guys, but I hope, from now on, I can be part of your happy memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Once again, happy birthday, good friend.&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/2731920664622308530-3584386367236197322?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3584386367236197322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3584386367236197322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3584386367236197322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3584386367236197322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/special-post-dedicated-to-life-time.html' title='A Friend In Need Is A Friend In Deed'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SK0SesBEUOI/AAAAAAAABbU/pASRQHpdlYk/s72-c/DSC02468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-6622431141316649990</id><published>2008-08-17T13:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T14:40:50.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Chalet @ Aranda Country Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;DEDICATED TO MY LOVELY CLASS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;E35J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235371429665072322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfGk7xqZMI/AAAAAAAABas/WEVJK9BnTTA/s320/E35J+class+logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We fought as a team;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We laugh as a team;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And We cry as a team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Memories of us...&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAs9o5c2I/AAAAAAAABaE/MDjwVy8cN70/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235364970534368098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAs9o5c2I/AAAAAAAABaE/MDjwVy8cN70/s320/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we go on, we remember all the times we had together... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAtJjZ07I/AAAAAAAABaM/h4vKbBas3Gc/s1600-h/Orkid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235364973732549554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAtJjZ07I/AAAAAAAABaM/h4vKbBas3Gc/s320/Orkid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This cute little baby above are Mel's newborn baby. Her name is Orkid. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAtcMmBYI/AAAAAAAABaU/sLpwWMIuXBg/s1600-h/Abby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235364978737153410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAtcMmBYI/AAAAAAAABaU/sLpwWMIuXBg/s320/Abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Faci Eugenia's baby - Abby. She named her daughter Abby because she wanted her to be Happy! She's FREAKING CUTE AND ADORABLE. I've got a video of her playing and giving her BEST and sweetest smile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAajLmmAI/AAAAAAAABZc/SDLe0mAazIs/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235364654194530306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAajLmmAI/AAAAAAAABZc/SDLe0mAazIs/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys swimming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAbO2qDuI/AAAAAAAABZk/garuk7QqJUw/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235364665917837026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAbO2qDuI/AAAAAAAABZk/garuk7QqJUw/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ross &amp;amp; Alicia (Our Mama)'s Birthday &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAbZBwIsI/AAAAAAAABZs/mKKfg95heck/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235364668648727234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAbZBwIsI/AAAAAAAABZs/mKKfg95heck/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ross caught sleeping and we took pictures of him and us! The last 3 pictures were pictures of us pillow-fighting! And I've got bashed by Superman! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAbrJpFUI/AAAAAAAABZ0/MN-_sVjNAbg/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235364673513657666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAbrJpFUI/AAAAAAAABZ0/MN-_sVjNAbg/s320/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the group photos of us and such! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAb4n9xCI/AAAAAAAABZ8/E6c0X70VbS0/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235364677130503202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfAb4n9xCI/AAAAAAAABZ8/E6c0X70VbS0/s320/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls in our class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LASTLY...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfDlCmWYgI/AAAAAAAABac/62h_K63IeEc/s1600-h/Let+me+show+you+the+way..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235368132961788418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfDlCmWYgI/AAAAAAAABac/62h_K63IeEc/s320/Let+me+show+you+the+way..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfDlMC4y4I/AAAAAAAABak/QHI8RANkJJc/s1600-h/Let+me+show+you+the+way.+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235368135497403266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfDlMC4y4I/AAAAAAAABak/QHI8RANkJJc/s320/Let+me+show+you+the+way.+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our building - which makes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E3&lt;/span&gt;5J.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There are many other pictures, but I'm too lazy to collect all of them. And it takes up a lot of time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I realised in 16 weeks, our class have taken more than 10videos! Will upload some of the special and unique ones if I have the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye, E35J. I will definitely miss you all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-6622431141316649990?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6622431141316649990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=6622431141316649990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6622431141316649990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6622431141316649990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/class-chalet-aranda-country-club.html' title='Class Chalet @ Aranda Country Club'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKfGk7xqZMI/AAAAAAAABas/WEVJK9BnTTA/s72-c/E35J+class+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-8754727516556579609</id><published>2008-08-16T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T13:20:34.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selected For Nike Ruman Race Volunteer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKekIEFbMrI/AAAAAAAABZM/ca3XZAkCu7M/s1600-h/2591946246_13d2aa1288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235333550283895474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKekIEFbMrI/AAAAAAAABZM/ca3XZAkCu7M/s320/2591946246_13d2aa1288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I went for a briefing as a Volunteer for the upcoming Nike Human Race 10K on 31 August 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially, I thought I was all alone and was feeling moody. However, I found a companion! He is Naq! So coincidentially, Naq was selected as a Volunteer as well, and we are even in the same area position!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we had to go ALL the way down to Singapore Poly for briefing. There were many other people from other polys as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were told what to do, where and what time to report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to make this Nike event a successful one, Nike has approached Enterprise Sports Group (ESG) to organise this event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25 cities around the world including Singapore, will be running together on 31 August 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live concerts will be staged at every nike race and will broadcasted live online through our official media, Medicorp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People like Hip-Hop MC Vandal and Boys Like Girls will be coming to Singapore to perform at the concert at the end of the race!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE BOYS LIKE GIRLS! *Eyes Shining*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 11,000 contestants will be running from Esplanade Drive (Starting Point) to St Andrew Road, Padang (Ending Point).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: 4.15pm to 9.30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At certain checkpoints, we will be providing them the best care by giving them isotonic drinks, water, fruits &amp;amp; cereals. First Aid will also be on standby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that day, St Andrew Road will be closed for at least 2 lanes to avoid any unnecessary accidents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so the MC for the briefing kept repeating, "This is a big event. And you all must be proud because we will be making a big history. And you're part of it. Mediacorp will be there so look the best!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are ENCOURAGED to wear anything that has got to do with Nike because we have to act as Nike embassadors. (Nike Shorts, Nike Shoes, Nike Wrist Band etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part is.. WE WILL BE GIVEN NIKE EVENT SHIRTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND an allowance of $15!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone clapped!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235346324994346066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKevvplvTFI/AAAAAAAABZU/3b1--qkGoxk/s320/DSC00477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the briefing, went home and waited for my parents. We went to Parkway because Shaun needed to get a new pair of spectacles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we had dinner @ Crystal Jade Restaurant. The food was good. I took the picture above! Isn't it nice?! Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Juzz 1 to buy screen protector for my iPod. I'm a regular customer of this shop and most of the staffs recognise me already as I would always go to that shop to browse through whenever I'm free. I never get bored looking at stuffs from their shop!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got home and sort out all the pictures I got from my class chalet. Pictures will be up soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-8754727516556579609?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8754727516556579609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=8754727516556579609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8754727516556579609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8754727516556579609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/selected-for-nike-ruman-race-volunteer.html' title='Selected For Nike Ruman Race Volunteer'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKekIEFbMrI/AAAAAAAABZM/ca3XZAkCu7M/s72-c/2591946246_13d2aa1288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7639318967878059487</id><published>2008-08-12T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:59:31.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EUNICE IS ON A TRIP TO ARANDA COUNTRY CLUB FOR A 3D2N CLASS CHALET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHALL BE BACK ON 14TH AUGUST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TILL THEN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKBvR-gwoLI/AAAAAAAABZE/nxFbxfoLO84/s1600-h/2565011128_1e31c76f2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305121633378482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKBvR-gwoLI/AAAAAAAABZE/nxFbxfoLO84/s320/2565011128_1e31c76f2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/S: I miss 5A! Suddenly. After chatting with my best Indian friend, Navjoth for almost 2 hours. I can never find such a crappy person who can make fantastic sarcastic jokes which is a killer, and most of all, an indian joker whom I clicked so well with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-7639318967878059487?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7639318967878059487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7639318967878059487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7639318967878059487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7639318967878059487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/eunice-is-on-trip-to-aranda-country.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SKBvR-gwoLI/AAAAAAAABZE/nxFbxfoLO84/s72-c/2565011128_1e31c76f2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-2819338369085937103</id><published>2008-08-10T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:44:13.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJ6AIWjAe8I/AAAAAAAABY8/NUi1ugyKC_s/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232760698030816194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJ6AIWjAe8I/AAAAAAAABY8/NUi1ugyKC_s/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY ASH YEO HONG YIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures all with Ash Yeo. Shall update another day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-2819338369085937103?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2819338369085937103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=2819338369085937103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/2819338369085937103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/2819338369085937103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-18th-birthday-ash-yeo-hong-yie.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJ6AIWjAe8I/AAAAAAAABY8/NUi1ugyKC_s/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-1640722864533770231</id><published>2008-08-08T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:33:19.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, we had Enterprise Lessons. Wanted to do a solo team again. However, was too lazy to use up all my brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch time, our class watched this movie, "Windstruck".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJxctQSi5_I/AAAAAAAABY0/g7rfGLhNt1Y/s1600-h/WS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232158799634294770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJxctQSi5_I/AAAAAAAABY0/g7rfGLhNt1Y/s320/WS.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very touching movie. It's all Naq's fault! I still continue crying after watching the movie! All he could do was to laugh. Urgh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me give you a brief idea on what this movie is all about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The female lead, which was shown on the poster, acted as a policewoman in the movie. She had a twin sister. This twin sister always liked to change identity with her. The female lead would take her twin sister's exam for her, do things which her twin sister didn't like to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day, the female lead needed to attend a graduation ceremony. However, she wanted to attend a party instead. So, she called her twin sister to change identity with her and tell her twin sister to attend the graduation ceremony on her behalf.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, while on the way to school, her sister was hit down by a car and passed away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her twin sister's dream was to be a policewoman. Therefore, the female lead wanted to fulfil her twin sister's wish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for the male lead, which is shown on the poster. He got to know the female lead through a scene whereby he was mistaken for a thief. And the female lead caught him by mistake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that's how they got to know each other. Soon, they became a couple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, on an occasion, the female lead on was a dangerous mission. Unfortunately, the female lead shot her boyfriend (Male lead) by mistake. (She was supposed to hit the criminal)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a result, her boyfriend did not survived. She was devastated and attempted suicide a few times, but to no avail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, her boyfriend did told her, if she ever felt strong wind blowing towards her, it would meant that the boyfriend has come. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And blah blah blah.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's very very touching! I kept crying non stop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, I thought of Zhi Yang &amp;amp; Cheng Yong. I was thinking if one day they died, what would happen to me. Will I be as devastated as the female lead?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, I cried even more. So I saw Yang on MSN and I talked to him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to make sure he's in front of the computer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: Hey, you at home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yang: Ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: Ok good good. How are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yang: Not bad eh. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: Ok, must take care ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yang: Lol what happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: I watched a movie in class, called the "WINDSTRUCK". Very touching, so I thought of you and cheng yong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yang: Haha, what's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Blah Blah Blah...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: So I thought if you died, I wil be very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yang: Haha, if I die, I will come back give you all toto number ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(He still give me this answer! This is when I cried even more.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: zzzz. Stop joking lah!!!! (And so on....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I think he didn't want me to worry, so he wanted to call me out for a slack with Cheng Yong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ended up, both of them fell asleep until 8pm+. Aren't they cute?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Called them to tell them I could not slack with them because my mother didn't allow. You know, the 7th month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss them a lot. I have not seen them for ages. I don't want anything to happen to them. I don't want them to die before me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know, I have been very paranoid during this 7th month?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dreamt of a lot of scary things. First, was the dreamt about Daphnne, Eugene &amp;amp; I. Second, was how I was being murdered. The whole scenario was totally gruesome and scary. I woke up and cried. I was badly frightened. I wanted to call someone to make myself feel better, but found no one to call to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel very lonely. This is the first time I'm so scared of being alone. In the past, when I had no friends, I don't fear lonelines at all. But this time, it's different. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I come back from school today, my Mom said she dreamt of a few policemen looking for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been so traumatised by all these nightmares, bad dreams. So don't disturb me, scare me or frighten me. I hate this feeling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-1640722864533770231?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1640722864533770231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=1640722864533770231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1640722864533770231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1640722864533770231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-we-had-enterprise-lessons.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJxctQSi5_I/AAAAAAAABY0/g7rfGLhNt1Y/s72-c/WS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-1768627724217731492</id><published>2008-08-06T21:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:36:58.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had another week of fun and exciting Cultural Lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Faci has decided not to do any skit or presentation for cultural lessons. Instead, we will be playing games and watching movie related to our problem statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Faci Eugenia asked us to summarise what we have learnt for the past 16 weeks (First Semester). And this is what we have learnt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmo6XUP6UI/AAAAAAAABYM/uyO9LNQBksI/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231398162812365122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmo6XUP6UI/AAAAAAAABYM/uyO9LNQBksI/s320/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Meeting 1, Faci Eugenia let us have a game quiz of 20 questions. These 20 questions are all related to what we have studied for cultural module for the past 16 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmTGX08SI/AAAAAAAABWU/JKdMMJFwEaQ/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231395289225818402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmTGX08SI/AAAAAAAABWU/JKdMMJFwEaQ/s320/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is benchmark as I have shown above. I guess I shadn't elaborate further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticed that there isn't any Grade A. Reasons why Grade A is being left out is because what we have written in our RJ will also determine whether we can get a Grade A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmTHwtRMI/AAAAAAAABWc/N7ESU1fMl_0/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231395289598608578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmTHwtRMI/AAAAAAAABWc/N7ESU1fMl_0/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, there are 4 groups. Each groups are supposed to create a name so that we can shout our team name to snatch for questions and get marks. Our team name is "Kiddos!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our scores were 9 1/2 marks initially. However, notice the last 5 strokes in green? Let me tell you how we got the marks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmTY-dQrI/AAAAAAAABWk/IUUYf4bzbJw/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231395294219682482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmTY-dQrI/AAAAAAAABWk/IUUYf4bzbJw/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were also supposed to draw our name on a piece of paper and earn as many stars as we can! I was too lazy to ask for stars, hence only got 24 stars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmTWKbzjI/AAAAAAAABWs/wxX8bwqseVw/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231395293464612402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmTWKbzjI/AAAAAAAABWs/wxX8bwqseVw/s320/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noticed that we have many balloons? Next, we played another game. In my team, we have 5 people - Naq, Superman, Clovey, Ming Yuan &amp;amp; I.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All teams were supposed to stand in a straight line, one after another. In between the gaps, we were supposed to put a balloon on each person's back, and using your body to prevent the balloon from falling to the ground.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rules of the game: We cannot touch the balloon, nor we can put hands on each other's waists, shoulder. In a way, we cannot touch each other's body parts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was the first person in line, so I do not need to take the balloon. The first person who gets to cross the finishing line gets 5 marks. Subsequently, 4 marks, 3 marks and so on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our team was united enough and we got 5 marks! Hence, the addition of the 5 green strokes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmTTIpN5I/AAAAAAAABW0/qpS5m6ovJfA/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231395292651796370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmTTIpN5I/AAAAAAAABW0/qpS5m6ovJfA/s320/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ross's balloon. I find it very nice so I decided to take a picture of it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231395722390293794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmsUCSTSI/AAAAAAAABW8/fgQ0ZhrMi8I/s320/DSC00343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know it, this is mine! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was time for Breakout 1. However, the guys in the class &amp;amp; I were all playing with the balloons. We used them to smack each other, play dodge ball, volleyball, whichever we could play.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was perspiring profusely!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmsV4Kb3I/AAAAAAAABXM/ypVC3hYd44c/s1600-h/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231395722884706162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmsV4Kb3I/AAAAAAAABXM/ypVC3hYd44c/s320/DSC00350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Welcome to E35J! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmstt0fII/AAAAAAAABXU/7ghAHj2LoiY/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231395729283775618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmstt0fII/AAAAAAAABXU/7ghAHj2LoiY/s320/DSC00351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other classes thought our class had some birthday celebration. Actually, no! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After playing the game, went for Breakout 1. Ate breakfast with my buddies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmsQc0fqI/AAAAAAAABXE/K2loFnHBXug/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231395721427844770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmmsQc0fqI/AAAAAAAABXE/K2loFnHBXug/s320/DSC00330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meeting 2! (After Breakout1) Another good game! This time, the game is called "Land Mine". Notice the 20 squareish boxes on the floor? (Yeah I know it was arrows the last week... *rolls eyes*)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Out of these 20 boxes, there are many landmines around. And we have no idea where the landmines were being planted except for Faci Eugenia. We were being split into 2 groups, and each group is supposed to cross over to the opposite side and vice versa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, when one person steps on any boxes and found the box to be planted with a landmine, the person would have to trace back his steps and return to his own team. In this case, the person of the another group can have the chance to walk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first group who reaches the opposite side wins. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And our group won!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is actually a game of memory. And Faci Eugenia explained to us why is it meaningful for us to have this game and the purpose behind it. I think I shall not elaborate more on this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Meeting 2, it was lunch break for 2.5hours. Jasper, Bing Zhong &amp;amp; John called me in for a game of DOTA. We lost!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While playing DOTA, Ross called me out of the classroom for an interview. And I was a little shy having to speak infront of the video!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While the rest of my classmates were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmm-8HRjKI/AAAAAAAABXk/KBHvfSG55o0/s1600-h/DSC00354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231396042386279586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmm-8HRjKI/AAAAAAAABXk/KBHvfSG55o0/s320/DSC00354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmm-5noGNI/AAAAAAAABXs/74mLu5iu9tg/s1600-h/DSC00355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231396041716668626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmm-5noGNI/AAAAAAAABXs/74mLu5iu9tg/s320/DSC00355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231395733969581122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmms_LANEI/AAAAAAAABXc/cWqvQ7oJ1KU/s320/DSC00352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmm-xz47II/AAAAAAAABX0/gs6bObhYcB4/s1600-h/DSC00356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231396039620619394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmm-xz47II/AAAAAAAABX0/gs6bObhYcB4/s320/DSC00356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WATCHING MOVIE! They were watching Sassy Girl. Quite a nice movie. I joined in during the second half. Quite a sad movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Noticed that the chairs were all in line? We wanted to create a senario of cinema theatre. Thats why Naq &amp;amp; I arranged the chairs in order. AND my lovely classmates were all so co-operative an they actually sit in their own positions! So cute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmm_J9XA4I/AAAAAAAABX8/K37Fhq7Wevg/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231396046102791042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmm_J9XA4I/AAAAAAAABX8/K37Fhq7Wevg/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing DOTA, I was too bored so I took my handphone out to take a shot of this. This is so random. But I like it. This MacPro belongs to EUNICE NG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231397669032776562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmodn2BU3I/AAAAAAAABYE/VFCKOgXrpq8/s320/112.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, Meeting 3! Faci Eugenia introduced us to a movie called , "The Family Stone". This movie is related to our Cultural Module. The movie was really draggy and I almost wanted to doze off. Faci Eugenia even massage my shoulders to keep me awake!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, the message Faci Eugenia wanted to send across to us was very clear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the movie, there are a few characters which made me leave a deep impression on them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They were Meredith Morton, Everett Stone, Amy, Thad &amp;amp; Patrick. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meredith Morton was the girlfriend of the Stone Family, Everett Stone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the beginning of the movie, Meredith seemed to be a confident and successful woman during work. However, she may also seem as an unsociable and conservative person in front of Everett’s family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To the Stone family, Meredith seemed to be a thorn in their flesh and one who is not afraid to speak her mind without sparing a thought for others. I remembered a scene where Meredith’s sister, Julie came to look for her and they were all having their dinner. Meredith said something which offended the family regarding her views on sexual orientation and nature vs nature. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despite knowing that the Stone family were all glaring and staring angrily at her, she still went on to make her stand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for Amy, she disliked Meredith at first sight and would do things to oppose Meredith . She was also one who is not easy to get along with. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for Thad Patrick, they were considered the ‘unusual’ ones to Meredith as compared to any other ordinary couples because they were bisexuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so on.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall, this show is nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I enjoyed today's lesson a lot. A lot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-1768627724217731492?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1768627724217731492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=1768627724217731492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1768627724217731492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1768627724217731492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/had-another-week-of-fun-and-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJmo6XUP6UI/AAAAAAAABYM/uyO9LNQBksI/s72-c/123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-8628497554283219324</id><published>2008-08-06T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:36:31.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is my chinese birthdate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom cooked me something nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On every birthdays, I would tell her to cook something like this for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJpSy0uHgCI/AAAAAAAABYc/cwmzVB_2oew/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231584950243262498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJpSy0uHgCI/AAAAAAAABYc/cwmzVB_2oew/s320/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJpSzFhMpjI/AAAAAAAABYk/ge_uNE0jgzU/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231584954752476722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJpSzFhMpjI/AAAAAAAABYk/ge_uNE0jgzU/s320/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2731920664622308530-8628497554283219324?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8628497554283219324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=8628497554283219324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8628497554283219324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/8628497554283219324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-is-my-chinese-birthdate.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJpSy0uHgCI/AAAAAAAABYc/cwmzVB_2oew/s72-c/DSC00389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-1545057083297522587</id><published>2008-08-06T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:38:36.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoard - Accessories. Apparel. Design</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Advertorial!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hoardshoponline.com/"&gt;HOARD&lt;/a&gt;, the unique shop which made only one of a kind designer jewelry. Be it handmade, Handcraft or embroidery, HOARD showcases dainty and exquisite accessories. Using the finest tools and materials, Jeremy, the ingenious and talented Creative Design of HOARD miraculously produces delicate and luxurious accessories with great effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He believes that every piece of accessory, garment, and trinket tells a story. Every piece of accessory relays your emotional mood and personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hoardshoponline.com/"&gt;HOARD&lt;/a&gt; exhibits all sorts of jewelry ranging from Earrings, Necklaces, Bracelets, Bags, Bag Charms to even toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, HOARD also displays great international designer creations under the exclusive series catalogue basically from U.S.A and United Kingdom etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not convinced by what I said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the pictures do the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SBHSnWydI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/CTfk_OCoM8Q/s1600-h/Clarity.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166896634756778450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SBHSnWydI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/CTfk_OCoM8Q/s400/Clarity.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clarity - Using clear multi-faceted Swarovski teardrop and crystal bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SApSnWycI/AAAAAAAAAyI/nJYnrcEtsgk/s1600-h/Crimson.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166896119360702914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SApSnWycI/AAAAAAAAAyI/nJYnrcEtsgk/s400/Crimson.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crimson - Perfect match for a casual oufit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SALCnWybI/AAAAAAAAAyA/oIKcEy6qUiE/s1600-h/Eleanor+White.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166895599669660082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SALCnWybI/AAAAAAAAAyA/oIKcEy6qUiE/s400/Eleanor+White.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor White - Simplicity is elegance. Very sad to say, I bought it earlier on and after wearing it for a few times, the rose bud came off unaware and I'm absolutely upset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R9ECnWyUI/AAAAAAAAAxI/ZLvm2OSyOMo/s1600-h/Red+Sun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166892180875692354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R9ECnWyUI/AAAAAAAAAxI/ZLvm2OSyOMo/s400/Red+Sun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Red Sun - Vintage bronze filigree settings with encased flatback faceted glass stone, connected with bronze leaves set with rhinestones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R_sCnWyZI/AAAAAAAAAxw/RM-nLuOPoZo/s1600-h/Elendra.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166895067093715346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R_sCnWyZI/AAAAAAAAAxw/RM-nLuOPoZo/s400/Elendra.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elendra - combination of charms faux pearls and a cabocon setting, encased with faux aquamarine faceted stone. Victorian Style. I love this earring the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R_PynWyYI/AAAAAAAAAxo/3y3T7IxyxUw/s1600-h/Fraulein.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166894581762410882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R_PynWyYI/AAAAAAAAAxo/3y3T7IxyxUw/s400/Fraulein.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fraulein - Absolutely extravagant. Swarovski encased connectors linked a trapezius, with a hanging flower in between and a dripping bit of rhinestone. Abundant number of Swarovski crystals attached to it, this is definitely perfect for a prom night or wedding dinner. Flaunt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R9DinWyTI/AAAAAAAAAxA/FiT0czuyfwo/s1600-h/Pea+Pod.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166892172285757746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R9DinWyTI/AAAAAAAAAxA/FiT0czuyfwo/s400/Pea+Pod.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pea Pod - The name tells it all. A little of a twist between the rock &amp;amp; adorable style. Painfully strung together, ornamental gold leaves and quartz beads on dangling gold chains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R7kSnWyRI/AAAAAAAAAww/ptQ7mxyvxwg/s1600-h/Tribal+Black-White.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166890535903217938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R7kSnWyRI/AAAAAAAAAww/ptQ7mxyvxwg/s400/Tribal+Black-White.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* Tribal Black/White - Classic yet elegant. Jeremy gave me this as a free complimentary sale item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R9nynWyVI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/4nUkJaXRozM/s1600-h/Paraphernalia+Necklace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166892795056015698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R9nynWyVI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/4nUkJaXRozM/s400/Paraphernalia+Necklace.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paraphernalia - Mysterious, mystical and phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R-GynWyWI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XFdj7v_tL5I/s1600-h/Neo,+Son+Of+Leo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166893327631960418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R-GynWyWI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XFdj7v_tL5I/s400/Neo,+Son+Of+Leo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Neo, Son of Leo - Dangling string loop on the top of the head, which you can use to hang on as a bag charm or key chain. Too bad I couldn't find his father, Leo as he was being adopted by others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R_yCnWyaI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ORNln9IZBXE/s1600-h/Eleanor+White+%26+Pea+Pod.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166895170172930466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R_yCnWyaI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ORNln9IZBXE/s400/Eleanor+White+%26+Pea+Pod.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweet &amp;amp; Chic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R8DCnWySI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rYDRKWtj9oE/s1600-h/Red+Sun,+Elendra,+Crimson.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166891064184195362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R8DCnWySI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rYDRKWtj9oE/s400/Red+Sun,+Elendra,+Crimson.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vintage &amp;amp; Victorian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R7JynWyQI/AAAAAAAAAwo/3zclAVRHU0k/s1600-h/Tribal+Black-White,+Fraulein,+Clarity.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166890080636684546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R7JynWyQI/AAAAAAAAAwo/3zclAVRHU0k/s400/Tribal+Black-White,+Fraulein,+Clarity.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classy &amp;amp; Elegant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still not convinced by what I said? Let the pictures do the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see how much these ravishing earrings sparkle in front of you can keep you captivated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SC6inWylI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/FdecgHJ3fBA/s1600-h/Crimson.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166898614736702034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SC6inWylI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/FdecgHJ3fBA/s400/Crimson.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crimson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SBsynWyfI/AAAAAAAAAyg/84LdRTXqhZU/s1600-h/Red+Sun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166897279001872882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SBsynWyfI/AAAAAAAAAyg/84LdRTXqhZU/s400/Red+Sun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SBoinWyeI/AAAAAAAAAyY/GwwTQnZfhkM/s1600-h/Tribal+Black-White.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166897205987428834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SBoinWyeI/AAAAAAAAAyY/GwwTQnZfhkM/s400/Tribal+Black-White.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tribal Black/White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SCuynWyiI/AAAAAAAAAy4/_s8B7h8iBgI/s1600-h/Elendra.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166898412873239074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SCuynWyiI/AAAAAAAAAy4/_s8B7h8iBgI/s400/Elendra.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elendra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SCfinWyhI/AAAAAAAAAyw/QYEXj55EsJk/s1600-h/Fraulein.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166898150880234002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SCfinWyhI/AAAAAAAAAyw/QYEXj55EsJk/s400/Fraulein.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fraulein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SCaCnWygI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ojVjV6Nb6Rs/s1600-h/Fraulein,+Tribal+Black-White,+Clarity.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166898056390953474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SCaCnWygI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ojVjV6Nb6Rs/s400/Fraulein,+Tribal+Black-White,+Clarity.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SC3inWykI/AAAAAAAAAzI/X8SG4z-VVmM/s1600-h/Crimson,+Elendra,+Red+Sun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166898563197094466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SC3inWykI/AAAAAAAAAzI/X8SG4z-VVmM/s400/Crimson,+Elendra,+Red+Sun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SCzynWyjI/AAAAAAAAAzA/s5gJyvUycVk/s1600-h/Eleanor+White+%26+Pea+Pod.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166898498772585010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SCzynWyjI/AAAAAAAAAzA/s5gJyvUycVk/s400/Eleanor+White+%26+Pea+Pod.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aren’t they dazzling and striking to your eyes yet mesmerising? Don’t they seem to be crying out to you? Never underestimate what those little crystals can do. Jeremy never slackens when it comes to choosing the right materials for his jewelries. Most of the crystals and beads you see are from Swarovski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides having good quality, packaging is also equally important. Each accessory is being meticulously wrapped with a tracing paper to avoid friction against each other and placed neatly into a gift box or a little sexy red goodie bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R-oynWyXI/AAAAAAAAAxg/2P7qpIs1iaI/s1600-h/Gift+Box.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166893911747512690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7R-oynWyXI/AAAAAAAAAxg/2P7qpIs1iaI/s400/Gift+Box.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last but not least, Jeremy’s great personality, pleasant disposition, great hospitality towards customers really made me want to buy even more of his creations and patronize him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/2731920664622308530-1545057083297522587?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1545057083297522587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=1545057083297522587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1545057083297522587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/1545057083297522587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/hoard-accessories-apparel-design.html' title='Hoard - Accessories. Apparel. Design'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/R7SBHSnWydI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/CTfk_OCoM8Q/s72-c/Clarity.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-4757734967338262455</id><published>2008-08-05T19:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:35:02.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Vugene (Eugene) &amp;amp; Vay Voon (Daphnne A.K.A Lay Koon) for lunch today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a conference talk over the phone to discuss where we were going for lunch. The chat was very funny. Imagine me just waking up not long ago, we were all talking in indian slang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bathe, and cabbed down to Kembangan to meet folks. Waited for a while at Raimah Restaurant, I decided to walk all the way to Daphnne's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was freaking hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have lunch at Lavender for Tom Yam Soup. Daphnne recommended the place because the food there is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Eugene's mother's office to pick her up and go for lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel totally and awfully uneasy. Don't know why. Very paiseh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is AWESOME and appetizing. I love the Tom Yam Soup very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating lunch, Eugene sent his Mom back to her office and we decided to have a car wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND we decided to go ICE CREAM CHEFS for Ice Cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had strawberries and Hershey's &amp;amp; Chocolate Ice Cream with Brownies as a Mix-In. Should have taken a picture to show you guys how nice and drooling it looks. However, SINFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill for a while at ICC, then we went to Eunos MRT to wait for the 2 punks, Albert &amp;amp; Jason Ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we go to Ubi Driving Centre! Jason wanted to enrol for the driving course. Imagine seeing a joker driving on the road, sounds funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Parkway Parade as I wanted to go PRINTS to see some stuffs. Wanted to have a DIY card for someone special but I find the designs limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Juzz 1 to buy some accessories for my love, MacPro. It's time to "groom" my MacPro with protection! Bought a Slick Film for my trackpad and a keyboard protector for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta save moolahs for my laptop screen protector, and many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the iPod speaker which I have always wanted to buy. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJhFvI-NfVI/AAAAAAAABWM/_13WkG2OBkU/s1600-h/i199wht.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231007643355413842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJhFvI-NfVI/AAAAAAAABWM/_13WkG2OBkU/s320/i199wht.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iLuv - i199WHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comes with 2 colors - Black &amp;amp; White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The reason why I wanted this so much was because I hope with this speaker, I can switch on the music while I sleep so that my room would not feel so quiet, and what's more, it comes with an alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Honestly, I've always wanted a music speaker to be in my room. However, my parents were not willing to spend so much on a speaker just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This speakers is extremely user friendly. There are 3 ways you can listen music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, is to plug your iPod into the speaker and it will play music from your iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Second, is by inserting CD into your speaker and it will play it from ur CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last but not least, is through Bluetooth. It acts as a music transmitter/receiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you are sick of playing music in your own iPod, you can tune in to the different radio stations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What's more, it comes with a remote controller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My uncles have all bought it. However, one of my uncle bought it for $379. And I found out a cheaper price, which only costs $328. Next, another uncle bought it as well. Makes me so tempted to buy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S: I finally realised something. At times, I find that a person should not put ego and pride as top priority. As for today and last friday, we all acted as nothing happened. It's just that we were not as close as before. If I hadn't taken my ego and pride so seriously, I guess the conflicts in the past would not have happened. Anyway, I'm happy and contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, thanks. These coming years, I learnt a lot. Really a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-4757734967338262455?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4757734967338262455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=4757734967338262455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4757734967338262455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/4757734967338262455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/met-vugene-eugene-vay-voon-daphnne.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJhFvI-NfVI/AAAAAAAABWM/_13WkG2OBkU/s72-c/i199wht.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-3355147452462656462</id><published>2008-08-03T13:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T14:01:29.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scariest Nightmare Ever.</title><content type='html'>Anyway, I had a nightmare last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story that goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene, Daphnne &amp;amp; I were on the car. Eugene was the driver. Daphnne was in the front seat. And I was all alone at the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't really remember why we were in the car, what we did before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I know when we were in the car, it was late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene was driving along this narrow road around the private property estates. However, the car was driving very slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were driving, I looked towards my left side. It was a big basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my horrow, I saw a big basketball bouncing high up and down. And I noticed that there wasn't anybody at the bball court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was terrified. Next, Eugene &amp;amp; Daphnne saw it too. They were shocked. No one in the car dared to speak a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were near the bball court...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, the ball bounced all way towards our direction. And it bounced on Daphnne's window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was crying in the car, grabbing my mouth to prevent myself from screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: "Pretend we see nothing. Nothing happened, nothing happened."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I could feel my whole body shivering, despite the strong air con in my room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we drove to a place, a big area of land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the big area of land, there were many people. Plenty of spotlights were shone on the area of land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure whether were they people or "People".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I found myself on the big area of land. Only myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, I saw an old lady. She was crazy. Upon seeing me, she chased me like a ghost, as if she was being possessed by some evil spirits. There were many other people, but they looked ghostly, with their face as white as a sheet of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept running, hoping to find anywhere I could run away from that evil place, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Eugene &amp;amp; Daphnne. They were knocking on something. It seemed that the plot of evil land have been bounded by invisible walls, not allowing them to come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked horrified, they kept on knocking and knocking, hoping that they could save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran towards them. I tried knocking the invisible wall, hoping that it would break its spell and let me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned around, plenty of people turned into scary zombies. Their face were totally distorted, and I could hear their joints cracking almost every part of their body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knocked even harder, until my hands were full of bruises and blood clots could be seen, but it didn't work. I was screaming badly, cold sweat trickled down my face and I found myself wailing. I cried dreadfully and desperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the zombies were getting nearer and nearer to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I woke up. It was time to go to the supermarket with my mom. I was perspiring. Couldn't imagine if my mom did not wake me up...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Was the nightmare trying to tell me something? I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-3355147452462656462?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3355147452462656462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=3355147452462656462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3355147452462656462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/3355147452462656462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/scariest-nightmare-ever.html' title='Scariest Nightmare Ever.'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-7394552863154999275</id><published>2008-08-02T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:41:13.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogging</title><content type='html'>Went jogging yesterday with Daphnne &amp;amp; her brother, Yvonne, Jasmine, Albert, Jing Hao, Xun, Ash, Ka Hng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUGENE CHONG missed jogging with us for 2 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, went to Daphnne's house to use my laptop while waiting for the other folks to come. Played with KING for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229913419085981122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJRii56rJcI/AAAAAAAABWE/tNdWpmKcJHY/s320/Image0001+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he cute? I swore I'm going to change back to my Sony Ericsson phone. The NOKIA phone I'm using right now, the camera claimed to be 3.2pixels, but it doesn't look to be one! The pictures I took, and I uploaded into my laptop, it turned out to be a little blurer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, KING barked at me. I was puzzled. And I realised that he wants me to play with him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jogging, can feel my pace seemed to be faster than before. However, was panting quite fast because we have not been jogging for 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the ending point. Do some exercises at the playground. And I think I over-exert myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up getting cramps for my whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning. Found myself aching everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even lift my left arms at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab back home with Ash &amp;amp; Xun.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJRiihJqMmI/AAAAAAAABV8/yjojw8K4p2Y/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229913412437946978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJRiihJqMmI/AAAAAAAABV8/yjojw8K4p2Y/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rating: 3/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie not as funny as I think it would be. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The mother in the movie reminds me of the grandmother who is currently staying in my house. And that's the reason why for my teardrops. She's got the same fate as my grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-7394552863154999275?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7394552863154999275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=7394552863154999275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7394552863154999275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/7394552863154999275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/jogging.html' title='Jogging'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJRii56rJcI/AAAAAAAABWE/tNdWpmKcJHY/s72-c/Image0001+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-5523991500662570609</id><published>2008-07-30T18:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:51:04.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, we had cultural lessons. I must say for we always have the best attendence for cultural lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faci Eugenia decided to do PBL in a different way. After UT, we played games. We were divided into 2 teams. My team consist of 11 people while the other team 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to listen to the commands made by Faci Eugenia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, she would say, "Ok. Arrange yourself from the smallest to the biggest in birthdates!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, we would need to make a cheer. The cheer was to let Faci Eugenia know that our team is done and we would see which team does it faster and accurately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cheer was "Oohh-Laa!" while the other team was "S.E.X!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, we're on the winning side. However, the other team won eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting 1, went out for break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, all of us were supposed to shift all the chairs and table to the extreme sides. Then, we started using masking tape to tape the floor. Just like this :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBMQbo8WFI/AAAAAAAABVc/K-722eJ0nvI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228763012558248018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBMQbo8WFI/AAAAAAAABVc/K-722eJ0nvI/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After taping up the floor with all the triangles sign, it was time for breakout 1. Went to have breakfast with my lovely car gang + Jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Daphnne &amp;amp; Ash first because we study at the same block. We're called the E3-ians. They saw me perspiring. Daphnne thought my classroom's aircon was spoilt. Haha. That was adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat, talk, laugh - That's what we always do. I don't know why, I feel the warmth. It's been a long time since I felt this way. 5 years of friendship. Full of ups and downs. Yet, all back to square one. Could be the doings of God. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakout 1, went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continue to play this game, "Traffic Jam". As you know, we were divided into 2 groups and u see those triangles on the floor? Each of us were supposed to feel in one of the triangle boxes, according to the direction. Then, we are supposed to move one by one and eventually, both teams are ended up in different lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand? Ok look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the rows of triangles on both sides? Left &amp;amp; Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, our team were supposed to fill in all the triangle boxes on the left. The other team on the right. Then, one by one, my team would have to cross over to the right side and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are rules to abide. Afterall, it's a game that involves teamwork and strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228763023641448274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBMRE7Yj1I/AAAAAAAABVk/RQTfV8TaYp8/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228770401364381298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBS-hFmjnI/AAAAAAAABV0/H287fTHABPU/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;See the square box in the middle? That will be the only empty space for us to move. We took quite a while to figure it out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBKpasDz7I/AAAAAAAABUE/NIa2PWSTLVQ/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228761242776358834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBKpasDz7I/AAAAAAAABUE/NIa2PWSTLVQ/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guy in the middle is M.Y. (Ming Yuan) He was the co-ordinator who tells us when to move and when not to. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228761251911608434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBKp8uEqHI/AAAAAAAABUM/CADL9D-a1kY/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; All of us crack-ed our brains and start to think of strategies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBLkE77YII/AAAAAAAABUk/r06U3sAIASA/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228762250549616770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBLkE77YII/AAAAAAAABUk/r06U3sAIASA/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally! We figured it out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBLkTGgSrI/AAAAAAAABUs/qLbmXcadRkA/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228762254352075442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBLkTGgSrI/AAAAAAAABUs/qLbmXcadRkA/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBLlM-lnSI/AAAAAAAABU8/8lphbZRY_G0/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228762269888126242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBLlM-lnSI/AAAAAAAABU8/8lphbZRY_G0/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBKot5ZcsI/AAAAAAAABT0/Sye6Edtykro/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228761230752707266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBKot5ZcsI/AAAAAAAABT0/Sye6Edtykro/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And now, Faci Eugenia wants to test us to see how fast we can complete the game. Which means how fast can both teams swop places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228762246368296338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBLj1XBfZI/AAAAAAAABUc/5QcvW68PqyU/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See the word on the screen? "Class Timer" Initially, it was 1min59seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228761234792871202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBKo88pdSI/AAAAAAAABT8/ZfEsH4pg-AE/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, we took exactly 1min to complete it. All of us cheered and scream! Next, was to complete the game in 40seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228762257855553170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBLkgJzHpI/AAAAAAAABU0/Tqr6kBRzhKY/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We did it! WE MADE IT IN 40SECONDS! Too bad I wasn't able to capture the happiest moment because I was one of them who cheered the loudest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBMN_UH-WI/AAAAAAAABVE/kmWhq06TGgg/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228762970594998626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBMN_UH-WI/AAAAAAAABVE/kmWhq06TGgg/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the game, everyone was exhausted and we sat down for a rest. Faci Eugenia noted down some of the words we said during the game. And we laughed because we did not realised that we actually said certain words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After playing "Traffic Jam", it was time for Breakout 2. Took the break time to play DOTA. A big thank-you to Jasper &amp;amp; Bing Zhong. They were the one who taught me how to use Hotkeys and stuffs.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually, before that Zhi Yang &amp;amp; Co. did teach me before. But they were so engrossed in the game that I could not learn so much from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had a little basic foundation of DOTA lah, actually. Haha.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228762972861310738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBMOHwdJxI/AAAAAAAABVM/sF4WvPZ4oUE/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SEE THIS?! I'm so proud! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P/S: Anyway, Rossy took some videos of us playing "Traffic Jam". Look through it and I kept laughing. There was a part where I scolded Naq, "Shut up LAH! I don't wanna face you!" And my classmates kept laughing. Haha. But it was meant to be a joke, though.&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/2731920664622308530-5523991500662570609?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5523991500662570609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=5523991500662570609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5523991500662570609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/5523991500662570609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-we-had-cultural-lessons.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBMQbo8WFI/AAAAAAAABVc/K-722eJ0nvI/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-733979481367803272</id><published>2008-07-29T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:55:04.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had computing lessons today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan, Clovey, Zhen Wei &amp;amp; I were in a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had quite a fun day. Wan was being very nice today, very happy that he had no mood swings at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did something which shocked my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was to play the lamest game on earth, Street Fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBGHUpahTI/AAAAAAAABTE/I5aYzpBtTJg/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228756258992588082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBGHUpahTI/AAAAAAAABTE/I5aYzpBtTJg/s320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBGHjwB2pI/AAAAAAAABTM/4AHNj8bkBG4/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228756263046863506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBGHjwB2pI/AAAAAAAABTM/4AHNj8bkBG4/s320/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, he do have his charming part - to play the guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBGILhTCRI/AAAAAAAABTU/Ybnr_L_BXYM/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228756273722493202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBGILhTCRI/AAAAAAAABTU/Ybnr_L_BXYM/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Well, there are other guys in my class who also knows how to play the guitar. And they are Sykes &amp;amp; Rossy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sykes would always bring his guitar every now and then. And I got to learn some of the notes from him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBHej98c6I/AAAAAAAABTc/t0wwv0iKc4c/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228757757753848738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBHej98c6I/AAAAAAAABTc/t0wwv0iKc4c/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Shakur.Sykes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBHe7SQV9I/AAAAAAAABTk/BB1cxXnmFg8/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228757764013053906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBHe7SQV9I/AAAAAAAABTk/BB1cxXnmFg8/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ross. Very Very Very nice guy. Trust me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBHfKfd9eI/AAAAAAAABTs/Mvjd5k10T1E/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228757768095004130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBHfKfd9eI/AAAAAAAABTs/Mvjd5k10T1E/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;These 2 little punks playing wrestling. But they looked so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;P/S: I really enjoy these days. Ross was very good in playing the guitar. I remembered we played the song "Hotel Califonia" on the Sound Projector and we all sing along while Ross played the guitar. That moment was unforgettable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-733979481367803272?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/733979481367803272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=733979481367803272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/733979481367803272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/733979481367803272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/07/had-computing-lessons-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SJBGHUpahTI/AAAAAAAABTE/I5aYzpBtTJg/s72-c/22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-6544504218589660781</id><published>2008-07-27T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:21:05.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Condolences</title><content type='html'>On Thursday, my mother's childhood friend, Aunt SorLian, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;committed suicide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lived in a condominium around Bishan. Around noon time, she went to a HDB flat around her condo and jumped off the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a wonderful family. Her husbank works in a bank and is earning good income every month. Her two sons, are gifted children and they both study at Raffles Institution. She, herself had a wondeful job and is earning good income too. However, things started to change after her son went for United States for further studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago, her son went to US for further studies. One day, her husband came home and told her this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: I want to be separated from you. After 3 years, we will get a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deceased: What? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: I had an affair with a woman outside, and it's been on for the past 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the husband left home for 2 whole years, leaving Aunt SorLian all alone at home. (Note that the 2 sons are in overseas.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Aunt Alice, my Mom and Aunt Sorlian and the rest of the old classmates had a gathering. She did hinted that she was very lonely. However, no one bothered to probe even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of her pride and ego, she chose not to tell anyone about her situation and kept it all in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days went by, she suffered from depression and things got worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she died, she left a note for Aunt Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Alice called my Mom and told her what Aunt SorLian had written in the letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Aunt SorLian had been suffering for the past 2 years, and constantly paying the debt of her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As her husband had an affair with a girl outside, the girl was a total scattergood (spendthrift) who uses Aunt SorLian's husband to buy many branded goods. Ended up, Aunt SorLian's husband had a debt of $200,000+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these while, Aunt SorLian was the one helping him clear the debt, hoping that the husband would come back to him after helping him so much, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt SorLian doesn't deserve such an ending. She should live on and prove to her husband that without him, she can also survive on! Why want to have an affair with another girl when you're married? Since you want to live the life of a Casanova, then why get married in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Aunt SorLian and her husband were married through matchmaking. Even though it's matchmaking, as the guy, he can have the choice to reject the marriage right? Why be together when both don't love each other? He &lt;strike&gt;suck&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Aunt SorLian, may you rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-6544504218589660781?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6544504218589660781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=6544504218589660781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6544504218589660781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731920664622308530/posts/default/6544504218589660781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-condolences.html' title='My Condolences'/><author><name>Eunice Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438885219591417483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SQxywwX4wYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/s6zmCe5fdtY/S220/Goood.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731920664622308530.post-8350995554849640012</id><published>2008-07-25T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:51:02.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Solo Presentation Ever</title><content type='html'>Today, 17 people for Enterprise Lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faci May was very relaxed today. She wrote a few items on the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Form your own team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Propose your own RJ (Each team propose one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Upload worksheet by 11.40am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Faci May if I could have a solo team, meaning that I work individually instead of teaming up with other classmates. She said, "It's up to you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even mentioned that out of the 4 groups we have today, only 1 group will be doing the problem statement and the oher 3 teams can do whichever they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, Jasper's team chose to do the problem statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Alicia's team, Ming Yuan's team, and I can choose to do something freely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faci May told us to do a presentation on who we admire and why we admire the idol. We are supposed to add in our idol's biography etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we are not supposed to present about celebrities, movies, authors etc. The person we present have to be someone like Lim Bo Seng, Mao ZeDong, or Bill Gates etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I decided to do a presentation on Hong Kong's richest man, Li Ka-Shing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SIm5X0IJ9YI/AAAAAAAABS0/6OKNWRL2C1I/s1600-h/lks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226912661321151874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SIm5X0IJ9YI/AAAAAAAABS0/6OKNWRL2C1I/s320/lks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was very nervous when I was presenting. This was because it was the first time I did a solo presentation. I was shivering when I was talking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did cry a little after presenting. This was because the story of Li Ka-Shing did resemble the life of my god-grandfather. My father told me the story of my god-grandfather. When he was young, he was like Li Ka-Shing, a very poor man. However, through hardwork and diligence, my ggf set up a logistic company which became one of the most well-known companies in Singapore. However, he was not arrogant and proud at all. He did not go round telling people how rich he is and did not flaunt his riches through material items. He donated a lot of money, help the needy etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are really many reasons why I idolise him. I shadn't eleborate further. However, I swore to god, if I am as rich as him in future or rather if I am well to do in future, I would definitely follow in his footsteps. I learnt one good word from him today. That is "Humble".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also once swore if I got rich, I will help Cambodia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the presentation, Faci May commented, "Very good. I only have one word to say, Excellent. Do you notice something? Everyone was so quiet and listening to you present?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes! I made it! I made everyone so interested in my presentation. This is my greatest achievement! It's very true. This is the first time I see EVERYONE in my class, E35J keeping so quiet! Normally, I can see people typing in their laptop, whispering to other team mates etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was not acting to me smart by trying to have a solo presentation. This is because I want to challenge myself. I want to see if I can present even better alone than to present in a team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I handle all the slides myself, I organise them myself, I took a lot of my precious time doing ENDLESS researchs. Therefore, you can see LOADS of websites from my Resources Page. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226917273154250498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iQOaL0m4eAM/SIm9kQi2ZwI/AAAAAAAABS8/KJj6k-1VhDU/s320/ccc.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I MADE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P/S: Today is my happiest day. Thank you, Faci May. Without you, I would never find out that I could do such a great job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731920664622308530-8350995554849640012?l=cliched-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cliched-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8350995554849640012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731920664622308530&amp;postID=8350995554849640012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='ap
