<?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-15610079</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:52:12.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>callan close, waterford</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-114148577113407542</id><published>2006-03-04T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T23:24:43.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have created a new blog to coincide with me coming back to Singapore... a new chapter of my life, a new beginning.... this is the link!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.ooink1.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;continue to enjoy reading my updates and life! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-114148577113407542?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/114148577113407542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=114148577113407542' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/114148577113407542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/114148577113407542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2006/03/notice.html' title='NOTICE'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113914877905375400</id><published>2006-02-05T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:12:59.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat frens are for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;it's amazing how in times of need, who puts in effort to help n who really can't be tt bothered... i thot since we are all from foreign lands, we shd try n help each other as much as possible but it seems that in the end, u're still gonna be alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;who is even bothered to ask for you since u're leaving the country? true, i might be coming back to singapore after abt 2 or 3 weeks... but really, who has actually made the effort to even call to find out how things are... i've never felt as lonely as i have for the last few days... am i asking too much??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;everybody has their own lives to lead, their own goals to pursue... perhaps it's only natural for everyone to be pre-occupied in their own world... i think i was like tt too... perhaps i've been too much in my own world and only start to realise all these now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;this is my last entry for this blog... right now, the world looks dull and listless and i'm hardly jumping ard with joy... perhaps a few weeks in OZ-land will bring some cheer into my life... i do hope tt i'll come back with lighter feet and a lighter heart... perhaps i might even start a new blog on a better note...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113914877905375400?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113914877905375400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113914877905375400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113914877905375400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113914877905375400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2006/02/wat-frens-are-for.html' title='wat frens are for...'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113855700527316098</id><published>2006-01-30T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T02:00:11.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;this year's chinese new year, i must say, is the most interesting and fruitful one... it brought a lot of my family members together and made me re-think abt my decisions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i thot that my decision to stay in Singapore was the right one to make... a matured and thoughtful decision that my family wld be pleased with... but it seems that this might not be so after all... on the first day of new year, my uncle, cousin and brother-in-law showed me a different side to the consequence of this decision i've made... a side that i didn't think of and still am trying to absorb... it 's a bit hard for me, b'cos this will determine how i want to build myself out to be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;basically, they told me tt i've set out my path 5 mths back, it will be very immature of me to call it quits now... i might have made a mistake in the past, but i cannot just pull out as n when i want to... it's of no point for me now to 'correct' my mistake but instead to make full use of wat i have now, make the best of it... these came from 2 very successful men, who have made it big and have a wealth of life experiences... my cousin, in fact, told me, the success to making it, in no matter where and wat, is "PERSERVERENCE".... it struck a cord in me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;their main point to put across to me is the importance to stay focused in wat i want and wat i do... how true it is for someone like me, who loses her focus ever so often and hardly any perserverence in pursuing my goals... i give up so easily or rather, i change my plans so often, i hardly know wat i want or wat i really mean... perhaps, like they said, this is a good opportunity for me to build this area up and build my character as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;was supposed to go back on the 6th to arrange all my stuff n settle everything to bring back here... ticket is booked, so i can't really do much abt it... this leaves me to exactly a week, to make up my mind... now tt i'm thrown back into confusion, 7 days to decide my fate for the rest of the year is in fact not long a time for me at all... so, wat will it be??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113855700527316098?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113855700527316098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113855700527316098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113855700527316098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113855700527316098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113803228236109270</id><published>2006-01-23T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T16:08:29.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if u understand wat i'm trying to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;my world was topsy, turvy the last few days... i didn't go out much and basically lost my soul... it's interesting how being in different countries do to u... wat happened to the fire i had in perth? wat happened to the zest i had in the life i had?? wat happened to the 'occupied cass' to have become this 'sluggish cass'??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few mornings of blood-shot eyes and days of wallowing in self-pity, i know that enough is enough... many frens told me to just be myself and not be overcome by myself... but wat if this is me? wat if i'm like tt, but only u guys didn't know? cass not being emotional is no longer cass... so this is still actually me, i think... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admited defeat... i swang my white flag... i made my slow climb up again, with renewed strength, only to discover that i have fallen once more..... but i am determined to make my slow climb up again... lend me Your strength...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped a day of work and went to sentosa with my dear, ole good fren... had a great tan, ok, i was burnt... basically i'm as red as a lobster now, or as my collegues put it, "shao zhu" or " roasted pig"... nevertheless, it was a nice, relaxing day out in the sun, sand n sea once again... pictures will be up soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end of my tenancy in callan close is coming to an end... 7th feb, tt is and i have to move out of the place where i took down every single event and emotion that i felt during my brief stay in perth... my photo page will still be in the running but i guess blogging is no longer necessary unless i feel the need to sob online... perhaps i might start a telok blangah blog... heh... we'll see... i wonder wat's my last blog is going to be? hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113803228236109270?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113803228236109270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113803228236109270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113803228236109270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113803228236109270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-u-understand-wat-im-trying-to-say.html' title='if u understand wat i&apos;m trying to say...'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113765452452786577</id><published>2006-01-19T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T15:14:51.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i've done more than enough... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dun feel any reciprocation or appreciation... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i shd stop...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes cass, stop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113765452452786577?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113764026074195687</id><published>2006-01-19T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T15:10:38.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures from my birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok, i've finally uploaded all the pictures... here are some.... the rest, u guys can look at the web link for my photos! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/grp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/grp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/grp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/east.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/east.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/perth.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/perth.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/pj%20n%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/pj%20n%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/me!.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/me%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/barker.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/barker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there were loads of pretty girls tt nite, but i must say, the award for prettiest definately goes to.... HER!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/meimei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113764026074195687?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113764026074195687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113764026074195687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113764026074195687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113764026074195687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2006/01/pictures-from-my-birthday.html' title='pictures from my birthday!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113740558361526988</id><published>2006-01-16T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T14:13:26.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;just wrote an email to my aunt in perth today telling her of my decision... as i explained to her my reasons and thanking her for looking after me, i cldn't help but feel sad that i'm not ever going back to perth anymore... i'm never gonna live tt life nor enjoy the things tt we always do there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maureen wrote in her blog too, reminiscing on all the moments we spent together, taking scooter rides, mugging for exams, all those times i spent over at her place, going out wiht the guys to concas, makan makan for supper........ oh man, i'm so gonna miss doing all tt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i chose to choose this path, so i guess i better start getting used to it.. heh... actually, it's not tt bad staying back in singapore... at least i feel more stable, more sure of myself and wat i have to do... i dun have to fight the battle of uncertainty moving to n fro from one place to another... i have the certainty of how the next few mths are going to be like, the frens tt i'm gonna be with... i like it this way, knowing i'm in my confortable surroundings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have frens leaving soon.. actually a lot of frens going back... gonna feel... empty without them... wish i cld tell them, "dun go lah.." hahah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;been feeling kindda out of sorts lately... frens are mostly occupied with their own stuff... 2 of my closest frens are getting attached... another is already attached... it's times like these when u realise tt ur frens have their own lives to lead and own things to pursue... u are on ur own... wat happens when u need someone to talk to? for now, it's blogging... i realise too how i was like whenever i got too caught up with my boyfrens... i never really realised how yeo n THC were neglected... will i still be like tt? seriously, i dunno... but i hope i'll be able to balance my lifestyle better in future... just a matter of giving me this opportunity to try out! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;soon lah... soon enough... heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113740558361526988?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113740558361526988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113740558361526988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113740558361526988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113740558361526988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-wrote-email-to-my-aunt-in-perth.html' title=''/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113734451996012043</id><published>2006-01-16T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T18:01:11.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES GALORE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hey all, i've just posted some of the pictures i took since Perth till now onto this webby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cassie.zoto.com/galleries"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;http://cassie.zoto.com/galleries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;uploading all my pictures will take quite a while due to my slow internet connection and my "b4 pentium" Toshiba laptop, so pls bare with me... but feel free to view those tt are currently up now... and i'll upload all my pictures asap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;it goes chronologically so if u want pictures from my birthday, u'll have to wait a while... but i'm sure my trusty computer will not take too long, hopfully!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ENJOY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113677218118578611</id><published>2006-01-09T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T10:11:43.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a year on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;a year has passed.. i've been single for a year...! is it a blessing or a curse? heh... i have no idea, but it nevertheless is a record-breaking "record" for urs truly, moi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;within this year, so many things have happened and so many things done... reflecting on the past one year, exactly the day as they were, i'm surprised how i've even "survived" till today... emotions were wild then, and even now, a lot of feelings have not been muted... will i survive another year of singlehood? i hope not, though i'm pretty used to being alone now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;looking at my sister today, many a times, i realise that i may not have a lot of things today but the future is definately not bleak... with a happy family consisting of a loving husband and a cute &amp; cheeky little girl, i see the glow in her though she may have suffered numerous heartaches from her past relationtionships... it gives me great joy to see the love within her little family... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;with regards to my dilemma on goin back to perth or staying in singapore, i think i have came to a decision... i think i have matured a little bit more within this short 1 mth since i've been back and the decisions i have to make now should be more sensible and responsible... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;i am still going back to perth in feb and hopefully even a trip to sydney and/or melbourne in winter... but i do wish that by then, i'll not be travelling alone, but with the company of a special someone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113677218118578611?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113677218118578611/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>WoRdS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;if only words cld describe wat i'm feeling right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113652348750698788?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113639423207262019</id><published>2006-01-05T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T12:37:28.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something struck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;just out of the blue, sth struck in my head... it made me question my purpose of going back to perth... it made me question how much i want to sacrifice and how sensible i can be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my perth frens today and suddenly realised why i've been so unhappy recently going out with them... realised tt i'm very different from them... realised tt my motive and my ability to go overseas is totally heaven n hell, compared....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are rich kids... whether they stay in houses or flats, their parents have the ability to send them overseas and give them money when they ask for it... i have to work for my money... i work when i'm there, i work when i come back... work has become a part of me, such tt if i'm not working, i feel useless and hopeless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have big plans to do this n do that while in perth, i don't... i have to worry abt how my next mth's rent can be paid... my frens came back n most of them have been slacking at home and will continue to slack till they go back... i ask them wat they do everyday and they tell me they either shop or just go out and slack, every single day... &lt;br /&gt;they just wanna have all the fun now and not worry abt anything for the time being... well, they dun really have to worry abt anything really, since their parents can provide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my motive when i left for perth was to experience life overseas and also to escape from my life here... but now tt i've experienced it and have stop trying to run away, do i still need to go back? my financial status isn't very sound and studying overseas is for the more priviledged, ppl who have the money to spare... wat abt me? i'm struggling and yet i want the life of the priviledged... how wise is tt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm already 24, and yet, i have no steady income nor do i have a career... frens ard my age are all now working and earning and saving... i'm not one who's ambitious nor too career-minded, but i do want to have a comfortable life and be able to provide for my family in future as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do want to go back to perth... this is my only chance to enjoy myself totally again and live the life i've always dreamed of... but is one semester good enough? do i still want to enjoy that life and live a life of "play first, worry later" or do i start planning for my future now?&lt;br /&gt;many might feel tt since i'm there already... might as well complete it and worry later... for there's no turnign back anymore if i want to stay... this is my one n only chance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113639423207262019?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113639423207262019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113639423207262019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113639423207262019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113639423207262019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2006/01/something-struck.html' title='something struck!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113628202765855358</id><published>2006-01-03T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T14:49:46.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the past few days were spent much better than i expected it to be... went to jatin's place for new year's eve with the gang and then quek's place after tt for some wine appreciation session... heh... went home at abt 3 am plus and was bloodly tired and i had to wake up the next morning at 630 am for my cousin's wedding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;with really insufficient rest, i dragged myself up to meet the bride at the hotel... i was supposed to be one of the "jie meis" and stop the groom from getting his wife... we were all sitting in the room, waiting and watching tv when suddenly the groom walked just into the room! he had the key to the room and we forgot to latch the door! heheh... shit, no ang bao.. =p&lt;br /&gt;with an uneventful reception, the groom took his bride and brought her to the groom's place for the tea ceremony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the entire morning there helpin out with the tea ceremony and then went home to rest for an hour and it was time to return to the hotel once again to prepare for the dinner at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;together with another fren of the groom's, i was the english emcee for the night... it wasn't too difficult as i had really short dialogues and besides, who listens to the emcees during wedding dinners? heh... i did make a blunder but like i said, who notices...??!!? =p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went home and konked out after tt... was really exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;woke up the next morning and started preparing for the bbq tt i was going to have tt nite... we were late but thank goodness i had the help of glenn, shermaine and yeo, we managed to get everything done just as ppl were arriving... it helped too tt not many ppl were punctual! hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;the bbq, i wld say, was a success... though think the food wasn't enuf! =p sorry guys, if u had to move on for supper after tt... heh... received quite a number of beautiful gifts from frens and think everyone did enjoy themselves... well, i did enjoy myself tremendously in the company of all who attended, esp you... though it wld have been even better if Taiwanese Hot Chick was present too... heh...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after bbq, i joined quek and gang to kalwee's place for more wine and cheese.. n the salami tt made the 2 guys all excited... heh... played some pool and crossed into 3rd jan... left the place at abt 2-ish, i think, and went home to open up all my presents...! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24, doesn't feel much diferent from 23... perhaps i'll feel it more when i get to 25... heheh... but tt's a year to go and wonder wat the next year might bring..? one year can seem so recent and yet so long-ago at the same time... used to think that those in their 20s are so old! but hey, i'm in my 20s now, the prime of our lives...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113628202765855358?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113628202765855358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113628202765855358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113628202765855358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113628202765855358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113561582099376464</id><published>2005-12-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T16:57:11.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counting down the days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"when u love, u will hurt... it is painful but only b'cos the person means a lot to u... no matter how u try to hide, u can't run away from the hurt..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as it nears to the day, i feel myself slowly slipping away... been reminasing everyday as it were exactly the year before... feel like kicking myself but hard as i try to fight against it, i just can't help but keep going down... i feel like slapping myself to wake up, but i seem stay in tt dazed state... felt my heart tighten n cringe yesterday... haven't felt tt for quite a while now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wat shd i do? will it help if i said anything..? i feel like running away again... nothing seems to help... with every meeting, i get more impatient, but the funny thing is wat am i expecting??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the year is coming to an end... but it feels nothing to me... it's just another day passing on to another, so different from last year's new year... i just want the next 2 weeks to pass asap now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WAKE UP CASS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yup... it's time to wake up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113561582099376464?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113561582099376464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/KL%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/KL%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113510051392835883?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113510051392835883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113510051392835883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113510051392835883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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"eating snake" ok... there was some issue abt ppl using the printer and since my work requires a lot of printing to be done, i was told to take a rest for a while till the issue is resolved... =p hee hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;chang just started work today in my company but different department... yeay..! another companion now.! coming back to Li &amp;amp; Fung is nice... i have jumped ard so many departments, think i'm quite a well-known part-timer here now... heh... apparently i'm quite sought after in the company as well... even b4 i came back to s'pore, i was told tt 2 depts actually asked for me to help out in their dept... =p but gotta "tahan" the cheeky old man here, always giving me sly smiles......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;glenn's coming back soon! it'll be good to hear him once more.. i'm even willing to let him steal my fries! heheh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;alright, printer's back in operation! back to work!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113505241971553196?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113505241971553196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113505241971553196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113505241971553196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113505241971553196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/12/suntec-city-tower-4.html' title='Suntec City, Tower 4'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113485675494385704</id><published>2005-12-18T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T00:03:08.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Club Romeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been home for more than a week... it's amazing how time flies... and though it has only been a week, i must say tt i've done a considerable number of things... met up with frens, attended 2 weddings n a birthday party, went to KL, started work, fell sick, and visited club romeo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just managed to catch my long-awaited korean drama serial today... it's the same one that i started watching in perth and never got to carry on... think i'm still quite a sucker these romantic drama serials... the story has somewhat progressed to the leading actress n actor professing their love for each other... this is where u go... "ahh..." but of cos, drama serials won't be drama serials if it just ends there... heh... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one thing tt was mentioned in the show gave me the answer to a question i've been asking myself for quite some time now... "why wld ppl want to fall in love again after falling so hard?" well, in the show, the leading actress claimed that her love interest created the best n worst emotions in her, the leading actor on the other hand claimed that he became a totally different person (better of cos) being with her... i guess these are reasons enough... wat is life, isn't it, if u dun experience the highs and lows of wat a relationship can bring u... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is it the homones raging or the blood level rising? heh... i've been feeling the need to want to be attached again... but then again... where is he when i'm looking for him? think my life will be a great drama serial... this is the part where i'll say, "why is guy showering me with attention, not the type of guy i'm looking for?" heh... a fren asked me recently, " wat is it tt i want? why am i turning away from the many advances?" hmm... good question, i have no idea as well... =p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back in perth, i'm contented and grateful for all tt i'm given... back home, i keep concentrating on things tt i do not have adn wish i cld have... i miss perth already and just a few days back i was thinking of going back soon... but after settling back in singapore for a while, i'm not even sure i'm tt enthusiastic abt going back to perth anymore... sure, i'll be excited but it means i'll be leaving here again, only to have to come back to all these again a year later... hmm....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113485675494385704?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113485675494385704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113485675494385704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113485675494385704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113485675494385704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/12/club-romeo.html' title='Club Romeo'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113442176109396342</id><published>2005-12-13T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T05:11:36.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupidest mistake ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;i made one of the stupidest mistake to be ever made... i lent 60 bucks to a fren i hardly even know n it's a high chance that this money can no longer be recovered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;i lent the money to him mid-way thru the semester and he didn't even bother to mention anything till today... over the last 2 weeks b4 i was due home, i harressed him with smses and calls but he never responded nor replied... then just the day b4 i left perth, he finally picked up his mobile, by mistake, (i used another phone to call him) and he agreed to tranfer the money back to me... then without knowing my proper name, he tried to transfer the money but to no avail, claiming that the number i gave him was wrong... n he even dared to throw his weight at me n cautioned me to give him the correct account number n not make him waste another trip to the bank!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;WAT THE *TOOT*!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he was supposed to tranfer the money to me first thing in the morning the next day n being the nice me, i gave him until friday to transfer the money to me... but again, stupid me... did i really trust his integrity and expect to see the money back in my bank statement??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!! stop me b4 i kill him!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113442176109396342?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113442176109396342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113442176109396342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113442176109396342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113442176109396342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/12/stupidest-mistake-ever.html' title='stupidest mistake ever!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113442103022053483</id><published>2005-12-13T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T04:57:10.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally a time to breathe after being home for abt 5 days! just came back from a short trip to KL to attend Beng's wedding... KL was ok, but it was tiring... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;met up with quite a few frens over the short time that i've been back n many more ppl to meet up with in the next coming week... it's good to be home and yet... it feels weird... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i landed on thurs, i was so happy to be back, i was grinning from ear to ear... additional perks were to see my two nieces, so cute and lovable... and of cos my family... i gave my mummy 2 big hugs! heh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was great to meet up with frens again and of cos, catch up with all that has been going on here in singapore and their lives... though reallly glad to be home, a feeling of lost and uneasiness settled in not long after... afterall i've been away in a different country... no matter how everyone says nothing has changed... things have definately changed ard here...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my major upset is that i'm not ard when major events happened and sometimes, not even told abt it... things happen to ppl u care abt and yet, u are clueless abt wat's happening... u feel like u're not part of the group when they go on abt things that u have no part of for the past 4 mths... u feel left out and it's weird... it's like u're very settled in and yet, not really so... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i felt lost... i kept wondering wat's the reason i'm back in singapore for? i feel like i'm divided into 2... there no major draw on either side to make me want to be in a particular place... i feel like i'm floating and searching and still searching... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on tha plane landing into Changi Airport, memories of how i left 4 mths ago for Perth came back in pieces... 3 days into being back, i found back the Cass i left behind... the old Cass... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i started a new chapter of my life in Perth... there wasn't much to think abt when everything's so far away and there's no point in thinking too much abt anything... i thot i cld carry tt same attitude with me all the way.... but funny how being back again helps u turn back the clocks....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;met the quek family again on saturday... it felt good to see them again... in fact, the familarity and concern they have for me is almost beautiful... it's nice to know tt ppl do appreciate you and do enjoy ur presence in the midst of them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113442103022053483?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113442103022053483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113442103022053483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113442103022053483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113442103022053483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/12/home.html' title='HOME'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113368728550805027</id><published>2005-12-04T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T00:00:53.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;went up north to this airplane range recently... quite cool!! it's a big open place where ppl can fly their model airplanes n there's even a runway for take-offs and landings!! it's a skill to be able to fly these airplanes and land without any casualties... heh... n mind ya, it's not a cheap hobby! a nice n big enuf plane itself, costs a few hundreds and not to mention all the spare parts tt u have to buy and replace when the engine or wheels or wings crash or need maintenance... hmm... wld have taken up this hobby if only it's not so expensive... =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/restricted%20sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/boomerang.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/boomerang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/plane.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/plane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;going home this week already... really can't wait! can't wait to see n hold tanisha n little megan... can't wait to give my mama a big hug... can't wait to catch up with my frens n go for supper at sempang, river valley, etc, can't wait to reunite with my khakis from perth (esp chang), can't wait to eat all those food tt i've not tasted for months! can't wait! can't wait! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;has anything changed back home? have people changed? wonder whether there'll be ppl actually be waving pom poms to welcome me home? will having me home again make any difference? hmm... rather apprehensive and yet excited to find out all these answers...&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/15610079-113368728550805027?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113368728550805027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113368728550805027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113368728550805027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113368728550805027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/12/3-more-days.html' title='3 more days!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113344817247970620</id><published>2005-12-01T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T22:45:28.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just had one of my worst days at work yesterday... i hate working with claire... i think she thinks tt i'm some idiot who doesn't know a thing... dunno how many times she actually called my name to do this n do tt... @#$%^^&amp;amp;* imagine u're busy running ard n u keep hearing ur name being called again n again! damn irritating!! n it's not as if i'm not doing my job!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then the ultimate came when claire told me to do sth, my boss then came over to tell me to do the exact opposite, then claire came n scolded me for not doing it right..! WTF!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worst thing is i didn't even have the time to explain myself!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tt was really one of my lousiest day man... then after work, wanted to chill out at a cafe i always go to, but had no one to go with... usually on bad days like these, i wld always look for chang and i always feel better after tt... =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad day plus fatigue... i led myself to wander down memory lane, after months of not having gone there... wonder how my life will turn out to be, who i'll eventually settle down with... sigh... are human beings always like tt, must we go through these periods of discontent?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my heart yearns for so much more....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113344817247970620?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113344817247970620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113344817247970620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113344817247970620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113344817247970620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-had-one-of-my-worst-days-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113341153290710237</id><published>2005-12-01T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T12:44:28.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing - Metros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/forced%20smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/forced%20smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/chang%20n%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/chang%20n%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/chang%20n%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/des,%20yq%20n%20mau.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/des,%20yq%20n%20mau.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/des%2C%20yq%20n%20mau.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/mau%20n%20nick.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/mau%20n%20nick.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113341153290710237?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113341153290710237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113341153290710237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113341153290710237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113341153290710237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/12/clubbing-metros.html' title='Clubbing - Metros'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113336850224410900</id><published>2005-11-30T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T00:40:08.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nudist beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/des%20n%20me.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/des%20n%20me.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;went to the beach with desmond the other day... supposed to be a group outing but everyone backed out last min...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to take a look at the 'nudist beach' where u see everyone sunbathing nude... ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/us%20tanning.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/us%20tanning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well, didn't manage to see much... much to des' despair... heh... almost all the folks there are above the age of 40.. and there are only abt 1 or 2 women out of the sea of guys... ok, u get my point... anyways, there's nothing provocative abt the beach.. i felt tt it was just bodies sprawled on the sand... but i didn't dare to stare at anyone for too long a time... in fact, i didn't even wanna see anything below the waist! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/cass%20n%20cass.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/cass%20n%20cass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we walked to a part of the beach where there are more young ppl and everyone's clothed! heh... and sat there to tan... then desmond came up with this idea to draw sth on my back n leave a tan there... i agreed... and he wrote my name with a sun-block lotion and i must say, the aftereffect is kindda cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/outcome2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/outcome2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113336850224410900?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113336850224410900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113336850224410900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113336850224410900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113336850224410900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/nudist-beach.html' title='nudist beach'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113310283659466059</id><published>2005-11-27T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:47:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hhmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;ok, this is my 2nd time blogging in a day... so guess anyone cld guess how bored i am now... heh... just finished work and usually after work, i'll go look for chang n prob go out with the guys or sth like tt... today is the first time, i've came straight home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;the ride home was pretty nice though... slow drive in the car... thanks desmond!! =) wish i cld share it with someone here though.. oh well... guess i just gotta get used to not having them ard for the time being...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;well, pascal is still in perth, n i cld have looked for him... but cldn't get him... another day perhaps... besides my room does need some packing up... oh well... i shall pack my room then... n maybe start planning a few things i have in my mind tt needs to be done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113310283659466059?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113310283659466059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113310283659466059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113310283659466059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113310283659466059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/hhmm.html' title='hhmm...'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113308088544763214</id><published>2005-11-27T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T16:44:15.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss u guys!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;sigh... wat a hectic week i've had!! stayed the last few days at a fren's place 'cos all of them had to vacate their sch housing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;hmmm they're all gone now... all back to sunny island singapore... desmond and samuel left on sat... sent the both of them off and shit, i was truly sad to see them go... yes, yes, everyone tells me we'll meet again in a few weeks time, but it's just tt thing abt seeing ppl off... when they walked into the gate, i really wanted to tear... heh... i'm so gonna miss them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;thankfully, i had maureen with me, so it wasn't tt bad... i still had her! =) met up with yiquan for supper b4 he leaves for the airport... sigh... another one... then after tt we two gals went to metros that night for the last time this year together... it was weird... without the guys ard, it doesn't seem as fun anymore... in fact, we felt a bit uncomfortable without them to protect us... heh... but we didn't stay long there either... it was too crowded... guess it's after exams, everyone's out to party..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;went back n knocked out straight away... then woke up the next morning n it's time to send maureen off to the airport too... sigh... an image came to my mind where i see maureen crossing over the river, joining the rest of the gang, leaving me on the other side of the shore... hehe... but i'm glad tt i've made the decision to go back to singapore too... otherwise, i think i'll go mad from loneliness... =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;the only perk i have these few days is desmond's car!! hehe... borrowed his car to run a few errand till i leave for singapore... man, it feels good to have a car!! but the petrol, tsk tsk tsk... can literally suck me dry... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;2 more frens leaving the next coming week, danson and kian... think this is the first time i've been to the airport so often to see ppl off... hehe... got lots of errands to run these 2 weeks too... can't wait to get back to singapore... the weather here now is crazy... i'm not surprised if i get heat stroke or just faint on the streets... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;my house is damn bloody dirty!! came home today n felt super irritated.. why can't these ppl be more clean?!?!?? they leave everything lying ard... dirty plates n dishes tt haven't been washed for days, drip stuff on the floor without cleaning them up!! ARGH!!! i'll have to devout my entire day tmr to clean up the whole house, really can't stand staying in such a dirty place... blotches of dunno wat stains on the floor, hair n dust all over... best part is, there's zero broom or dustpan in the house, just a pathetic mop n vacuum cleaner... BEST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;ok... guess i'm tired... but i really can't wait to go to Coles tmr to get a broom n mop to get the place spick n span...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113308088544763214?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113308088544763214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113308088544763214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113308088544763214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113308088544763214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-miss-u-guys.html' title='i miss u guys!!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113277891501728559</id><published>2005-11-24T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T04:48:35.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat is wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;history repeats itself... no matter how much u thot tt u're away from it, it's always lurking in the corner waiting to pounce on u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;how can i grow up knowing the flaws and yet still repeating it even now? am i really tt dumb? or am i too stubborn to change? i have enough of it! Ca Suffit!! why can't i just be myself and hope tt ppl ard me who are close enough, to understand?? i thot she, being my closest buddy since eons ago, wld understand... but apparently, she too was offended... n now... another one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;i was very sad... i almost cried... why am i, who i am today? what am i supposed to do now? shd i be myself or shd i change? i think i've changed a lot since i was younger... i'm wary of wat i say now... but is this not enough? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;times like these, i hate me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113277891501728559?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113277891501728559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113277891501728559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113277891501728559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113277891501728559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/wat-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='wat is wrong with me?'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113277753422157326</id><published>2005-11-24T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T04:33:41.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;finally, a time for me to sit down in front of my computer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;the past few days has been hectic man! n it's gonna be the same till the end of the week, i presume... had my last paper on tues... and straight after tt it's dinner with a fren leaving the next day... then she wanted to club b4 leaving the country, so decided to search for a decent club on a weekday... i must say tt it's not as easy as i thot it wld be... but nevertheless, found a decent one and it was fun, just tt my butt was groped by some idiot... i didn't know who it was n i didn't even realise until i felt the hand was on my butt for too long a time... not the first time sth like tt happens... wat is it with these ppl??!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;anyways, then woke up this late morning n accompanied a fren to test drive the FTO... then lunch n then shopping at Morley's, a suburb further up north... then it's dinner with my auntie n then burswood after tt... not a good nite for gambling, cos all who went, lost... there's this guy, some fren's of my frens lost 300 bucks!! i feel the pinch for him!! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;then tmr, it's gonna be beach, and more travelling around Perth... then prob late night shopping at nite... fri, gotta do some enrolment stuff, then gonna view some houses, then frementle, and then work, n prob even some clubbing after tt... sheesh!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;most of my frens are leaving this weekend already... Jeremy has already left, Kenny's leaving tmr, Yi Quan and Desmond leaving on Saturday, Samuel leaving on Sat or Sun, Mau leaving on Sun... tt explains the 'happening' week ahead... they wanna do everything b4 leaving this country for 3 mths... heh... it's gonna be a drastic change for me from this week to next... everyone will be gone n i'll prob have a lot of time alone... prob too much time... feels pretty sucky really... oh well, at least i'll be home in a few weeks time too...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113277753422157326?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113277753422157326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113277753422157326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113277753422157326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113277753422157326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/phew.html' title='phew!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113246635227122641</id><published>2005-11-20T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T14:04:30.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRICKSTER!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;played a trick on my fren yesterday... Samuel's the victim! whahaha...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;it wasn't meant to be mean, but i was studying in chang's place tt day and suddenly thot of him... knew tt he went out till late with the rest of the guys 'cos Jeremy's going back to Singapore the next day, and decided to give him a 'boost' for the start of a new day... =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;chang came up with the idea to call him, and start moaning... he didn't have my number, so he wldn't know it was me... so after bouts of giggling and practising, i called him, and started moaning when he picked up the call... it wasn't exactly moaning actually... more like i was trying to stiffle my laughter and trying to breathe heavily into the speakers... Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;just b4 i burst out laughing, i ended the call and he in return, called back... i didn't know wat to do and so decided to pick up the call and moan again... =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;after these 2 calls were a series of smses with him trying to find out my identity and a conversation with me replying in all ultra sexual, 'X-rated' stuff, with the help of YiQuan and Mau... HILARIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;then i came up with the plan to expose my identity tt nite, by telling him to meet up for some 'hot action' and told him to call me... the idea is to make him call me and i'll pick up the call looking at him face-to-face and let him realise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;then horror of all horrors, he actually fell for it!! he knew someone was trying to be funny but he had no idea at all that we were behind it! all the guys met up in the evening and he was so excited when he told us abt this crazy horny gal who kept moaning on the phone to him... whahaha!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;since he was really deceived, we wanted to continue the trick on him... but in the end, i decided to finish off the act by going according to my plan... and so, he called her... i picked up the call... he started asking, "hey, stop being funny ok... who are u and where are u?" i started moaning/laughing again, sitting directly opposite him, staring at him, with my mobile phone by my ear... n guess wat, he didn't even notice!!! all of us just burst out laughing and still he was talking into the phone, still tryign to identity the anonymous caller! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;even with the entire background with ppl laughing, he didn't notice a thing and thru my laughter, i told him to look at me, "Look at me Sam, LOOK AT ME!!" and finally, he realised..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;but the trick kindda backfired, cos he got a bit offended... heheh... he then explained to me while we were sitting alone tt he's feeling stressed between exams and his gf problems... and then this... =p i had to do some repair work after tt.... but it was all worth it!! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;Sorry Sam!! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113246635227122641?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113246635227122641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113246635227122641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113246635227122641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113246635227122641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/trickster.html' title='TRICKSTER!!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113220006081546439</id><published>2005-11-17T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:01:00.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot! Hot! Hot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;spring is coming to an end! apparently summer starts in december... but it feels like summer already... just 2 days ago temperatures rose to a high of 34 degrees!!! &lt;strong&gt;34!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  chang left her lip-gloss in her bag in the car and it melted... sheesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;it has been really hot these days... but i like!! once u wake up n pull ur curtains apart, u see bright, clear, blue sky,without a single cloud in sight.... nice... i, myself, have got a nice tan since the last few days... didn't realise until yesterday when so many ppl commented that i look so dark suddenly, with my skin n face glowing tints of red... heh... who needs the beach now!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;went to a surf sale 2 days ago... it's a surf n skate wear warehouse sale... there were brands like roxy, billabong, rusty etc on sale... thot i'll find some good stuff there, hopefully some bikinis as well... but things there were really limited and pretty old... saw a tag on some clothes, they were actually clothes from summer '04! shd have expected tt since i was in merchandising before... and there were no bikinis at all!! but nevertheless, got meself a paul frank t-shirt... hehheh... nice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;oh btw, perth's spring/summer trend now... wearing a bikini top inside, with a tube-top or tight spaghetti-strap on top, coupled with super minis for the bottom... every single young aussie wears almost exactly the same things... go figure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113220006081546439?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113220006081546439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113220006081546439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113220006081546439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113220006081546439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/hot-hot-hot.html' title='Hot! Hot! Hot!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113186516876161623</id><published>2005-11-13T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T15:28:36.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams period</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;think studying has dulled my brains... dun even know wat i want to write in here... heh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;well, exam period now... first paper tmr... FINANCE!! ARGH!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Leasing... OPTIONS.... &lt;strong&gt;CAPITAL STRUCTURE&lt;/strong&gt;.... &lt;strong&gt;AARRRGGGHHHH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ok, calm down, cass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;anyways, just discovered tt i have 3 weddings to attend in total within the mth tt i'm going to be back.. one on the 10th, then the 11th and another on the 1st... sheesh! am i growing old or wat?? then there's my birthday....... &lt;strong&gt;ARGH!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i'm getting old!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it's all right, cass... everybody grows old.... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NNNNOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;consolation: less than a mth to going back home!!! yeay!!!! kiam chye, here i come!!! fishball noodles, hainanese chicken rice, macaroni, hot pot, sze chuan soup, etc...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YUM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113186516876161623?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113186516876161623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113186516876161623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113186516876161623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113186516876161623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/exams-period.html' title='exams period'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113142494777366735</id><published>2005-11-08T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:42:27.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WeEkEnD</title><content type='html'>the past weekend was a rather interesting one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to work as usual, n ppl in my work place seem to be treating me nicer these days... i do joke and chat with them sometimes now and they have also been all smiles to me... ;? did the bar on friday n it was good...! relived my memories of doing 'baring' in coffee club... miss those days when u had to prepare all the drinks at pronto speed and u literally 'danced' around in the bar area, reaching for glasses, syrups, coffee, etc... heh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on sat, after work, i joined maureen n desmond n the rest for some light supper at a chinese eatery in Vic Park.. the boss is a really nice guy n even joined in our jokes when we were teasing each other... some of them guessed he's a Singaporean, but i guessed that he's a Malaysian n i was right! it's funny how u come to a foreign land and it's easy to kind of decipher which country a person comes from, just by looks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after tt we headed down to Burswood to chill out at a bar there... the guys wanted to try their hand in the casino as well... but we or rather me, never got to step in into the casino... i guess it was a saturday nite, n regulations were more strict tt day... no one can enter into the casino unless u prove ur identity with a WA driving's license or ur passport...&lt;br /&gt;the main idea is to check ur date of birth, so i showed them my Singapore's driving license instead, and since i've done tt a few times when i go to Burswood on a weekday, there's shdn't be any problem... but they refused to allow me in! i dun have a WA driving's license n who the hell brings their passports wherever they go?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the bouncer or security or watever u want to call tt irritating guy, rudely refused to let me in unless i show either of the 2 identifications... we tried to cajole him into letting us in but he got impatient with us n told us off... i was so pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally we decided to try another entry, but they couldn't allow me in too but this time, the security was so much nicer... hmph...&lt;br /&gt;anyways, with no where to go, we decided to head down to a 24hour cafe in subiaco... Oriel's is the name and had some nice hot chocolate there..! after oriel's it was abt 4 am and the guys wanted to bring us to the cemetery... was rather apprehensive abt goin there but oh well, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, the cemetery in Perth is so unlike the ones we have in Singapore... the place was very neat n not at all spooky... the entire place is divided into sections where different denominations occupy different plots of land... didn't know there's so many different denominations!! heh...&lt;br /&gt;the guys brought us to the nicest part where it's occupied by roman catholics and their tomb stones are really elaborate... there are statues of Jesus n Mary everywhere n the nicest ones are the statues of angels with their wings wide-spread...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was one particular tomb that we saw that at one glance, u know tt tt guy is rich... he's tomb was huge n it's made entirely in marble... there was a glass panel where flowers and photos were placed in it and it even has lights in it! on top of the tomb, there were 2 huge statues of Mary n Jesus and right at their feet, there were 2 solar panels, probably to generate electricity for the lights!&lt;br /&gt;the inscriptions on the tomb boosts of how this guy brought the Sicilianis into Australia, and how he improved the lives of the people etc... n just below the inscriptions, a crest or emblem was carved onto the stone with his family name just below it, "Genovese"... it seems like a family crest and one of the guys suggestedthat this guy must be someone really important... maybe even a drug lord or something... it seemed quite probable really... maybe i shd go check out whether the name generates any findings! heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we saw the sun rise in the cemetery... it was nice looking at the different glows and colors of light as the sun rose... we then made our way home, dropping by Mac's for some breakfast... n guess wat, it was only 6 am when we left but the sky looked like it was 9am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113142494777366735?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113142494777366735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113142494777366735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113142494777366735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113142494777366735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/weekend.html' title='WeEkEnD'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113142018695424875</id><published>2005-11-08T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T11:36:39.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting HighTech!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok, i didn't want to do it at first... i thot i'll leave my blog as plain and as simple as possible... leave it the way it is in it's original state.... but due to requests from frens of mine, i decided to add in a Tag Board! woo hoo! heh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so feel free to drop some comments, anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers mate!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113142018695424875?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113142018695424875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113142018695424875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113142018695424875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113142018695424875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/getting-hightech.html' title='Getting HighTech!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113109913945797412</id><published>2005-11-04T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:15:51.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curtin university</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here are some pictures of me n maureen... relaking in one corner in curtin.. heh... not really a corner lah... it's a grass patch just outside the library... lots of students like to sit on the grass patches soaking in the sun... never saw the beauty of it until today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/chill%20out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113109913945797412?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113109913945797412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113109913945797412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113109913945797412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113109913945797412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/curtin-university.html' title='curtin university'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113109708850484673</id><published>2005-11-04T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T17:38:10.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NaVeL PiErCeD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;ok, i've been wanting to do this for quite a while already and after seeing Sonia's (a mauritian fren of mine), i can't wait to do it too!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;went down to carousel n saw a sign in front of a shop, "Body Piercing - $35" WOO HOO!! CHEAP CHEAP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;think in singapore, it costs abt 60, 70 bucks to pierce ur navel? n here it's abt the same as well.. Sonia did it for abt 70 bucks... anyways, delighted, i went in to have my navel pierced after one of my classes ended early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;didn't think much abt the pain part, in fact didn't think abt it at all... laid down on the bed, n the gal started describing to me abt the procedure and the equipments used, blah blah blah...when she was done with the necessities, she told me to relax, put my hands by my side, n here goes!&lt;br /&gt;i took a deep breath when she started to poke the needle thru..... i thot the pain would be sth like when u go for ear piercings or needle injections... shit! it's worse than tt! i was clenching my hands into a fist, trying not to think abt the pain... i kept praying tt she'll be over n done with it soon, then i heard her say, "alright, it's half-way thru...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;..... -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;i thot i was going to faint when i heard tt... then suddenly, i felt her screwing in the ball at the bottom... tt's weird... is it thru already?? i asked her n she said, yeah, it's thru!" AAAHHHHH... imagine my relief.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;the lady was actually rather swift n quick abt the whole thing... tt's why i only felt pain during tt short period of time... she told me my skin is relatively soft, so it's easier to pierce... i can't imagine how it wld be if my skin was thick..! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;the taking care part is the tedious one... i have to use sea salt, n dissolve it in hot water, then cup it over the area n soak it for abt 5 to 10 mins, 3 times daily... i cannot remove it until abt 3 to 4 mths later... which means i can't change the accessory until 3 to 4 mths later!&lt;br /&gt;i walked out, feeling good n hmm... u gotta admit, it's kindda sexy... hahaha... but the down side? i couldn't bend down on my tummy totally until the wound heals 'cos it stretches n i had trouble sleeping on the first nite, b'cos i can only fall asleep lying on my front... =(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/navel%20stud1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113109708850484673?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113109708850484673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113109708850484673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113109708850484673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113109708850484673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/11/navel-pierced.html' title='NaVeL PiErCeD!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113065737301610990</id><published>2005-10-30T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T15:37:08.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates on crimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2 nights ago, 2 girls walking back home were robbed just outside the back entrance if the student housing.. reports say that the suspect is an "Ah Boh", ie. Aboriginal (tt's how they call them here) and one of the girls only had a tic tac with her n he took tt too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yesterday, students were attacked in Karawara by a group of Ah Bohs and police arrived shortly after... reports claim that some of these Ah Bohs even carry handguns... but accuracy of claims are questionable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;last weekend, teams from the 4 housing buildings in curtin met up for a inter-housing soccer tournament... 2 Ah Bohs were spotted watchign the matches from the side, looking suspicious... after the matches, a fellow soccer player found his bag missing, with items as his MP3, wallet and other valuables gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the police have stepped up patrol and can be seen almost every night along kent street and manning road.. it is advised that all students be on alert and cautious when going out at night... be in groups and when stay away from Ah Bohs... run if u have to when they start behaving suspiciously... never confrount them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113065737301610990?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113065737301610990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113065737301610990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113065737301610990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113065737301610990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/10/updates-on-crimes.html' title='updates on crimes'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113034902791722377</id><published>2005-10-27T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T01:50:27.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>onthehigh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; my neighbour's house, occupied by students, was broken into just a few days back... apparently their windows doesn't have grills and ya, the guy broke into this guy's room n took away his laptop, MP3, backpack n all... his girlfren stays with him n her stuff were stolen too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to chang's housing at george james', and there was a notice pasted by the school that says that there were 2 break-ins recently in their block and laptops and valuables were stolen too... AND just had a converasation with a fren staying in another curtin housing, vickery house, and they too had a case of theft recently in one of the houses and a guy was robbed in the carpark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's rather interesting that in this recent week, cases of thefts and break-ins are on the high...! for the past 3 mths i've been here, i've yet to hear tt many numbers of cases within a week... according to chang, the same thing happened last semester... it'll be quiet, then suddenly very high crime rates during a period of time and after tt, die down again... wonder how these ppl work??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been addicted to ebay these days... never liked ebay or made any transactions in it in my life... i've always felt tt i'd rather look at the real thing than to just rely on pictures and information by the seller... but chang got me into it a few days back n just made my first ever transaction today with the help from YQ... it was so exciting!!! haha... i was trying to outbid someone in the last few seconds and i thot i'd lose, but i won... heh...&lt;br /&gt;think i'm more excited abt the bidding part rather than buying the thing itself... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, saw quite a few things i like, but guess it's just "window shopping" for me... unless i bump into any real cheap stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, the sun rises up at 430am now... when i first came here in end of winter, it used to rise at abt 7am... ;? sometimes when i'm working thru the nite, i can practically see the sun rising and at 6am, it feels like 9am... heheh... sun sets at abt 7pm now but heard tt in summer, the sun sets at abt 9pm... hhmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/3.11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113034902791722377?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113034902791722377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113034902791722377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113034902791722377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113034902791722377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/10/onthehigh.html' title='onthehigh...'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113025501206758662</id><published>2005-10-25T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:56:19.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/moi%20eyes%20patchwork1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/moi%20eyes%20patchwork1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113025501206758662?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113025501206758662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113025501206758662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113025501206758662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113025501206758662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113013879992731957</id><published>2005-10-24T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T15:26:39.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>days like these</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;soothing music playing in the background, reading thru frens' blogs and wondering how their life is going for them.. shd be doing my assignment now... heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;went over to chang's place yesterday to slack for a while... been talking to her quite a bit, about life, about frens, about everything under the sun... serious topics eh? hehh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;she asked me this question, "wat is it that makes u want to go on?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;been asking myself tt question too many times in the past... realised that she's going thru a phrase now where i once was... she seems so chirpy, so happy everytime, but underneath this facade, reveals a very lost and sad girl... when i initially got to know her, i'm always amazed at how much energy she has and it often influenced me to want to have as much zest as well... perhaps outwardly, she wants to portray herself that way, knowing that she's actually a very boring and depressed individual... very much of how i was just a few months back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;wat makes me want to go on? i guess it's all about loving urself, i discovered this quite sometime back... and also to be grateful for every single thing that u are experiencing in ur life now... i learnt tt here, in perth... only when u love urself enuf, can u then be happy and natural in ur own skin... then will u find meaning and purpose in life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;i want to help her, help her find her path... but i know tt she can only discover tt herself... all i can do now is to be her fren, and cheer her up whenever she needs it! guess tt's wat u call loving someone, not to change the person, but to help them find their path and be there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;quite a few ppl have a very special place in my heart, besides my family... some people that makes ur heart cringe when u look or think about them and one of them is chang, then there's the taiwanese hot chick and there's tanisha... heh, all girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;it's interesting how my frenship with chang evolved into something so strong in just a short span of 3 mths... guess it'c cos we're in a foreign land and we spend practically everyday together... we respect each other a lot and look up to each other's strengths... it helps to know that u as a person is of an inspiration to other people, no matter how small or insignificant it might be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;THC as glenn likes to call her, has been my fren for over 9 years!! 9 years!!! wow... heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;had a bit of disagreement with her before i came to perth but it was when i came over that we realised how much we miss each other... she just smsed me yesterday, telling me that she's not feeling that great and she misses the time when she could just easily give me a call and chat away... i know she'll be fine, she's a very strong girl... i may not be physically there, but i am mentally... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;every single time i look at her pictures, my heart melts... she brought love into my heart again when i thot love was a joke... some people might not be able to fathom my obssession with her, but she brought me light, when the world seemed dark and overbaring... she might never realise her importance in my life, being just a baby, but she can be sure that she has a part of my heart ever since she was born... wonder how she'll grow up to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;and my family, my sisters... these are the few people that keep me going, these are the people i hold dear to my heart, that gives me purpose in my life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;so many things i wish it didn't have to turn out this way, but tt's how life is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;listenign to Jack Johnson now, my new object of interest... his songs always have a weird calming effect on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113013879992731957?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113013879992731957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113013879992731957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113013879992731957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113013879992731957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/10/days-like-these.html' title='days like these'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-113010385852107180</id><published>2005-10-24T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T13:59:58.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mei mei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/chubby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/chubby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/mei%20mei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-113010385852107180?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/113010385852107180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=113010385852107180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113010385852107180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/113010385852107180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/10/mei-mei.html' title='mei mei'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112980448256606934</id><published>2005-10-20T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T17:47:29.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FLIESZZZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;How do u know tt summer is near? the amount of flies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;they follow u where ever u go, they buzz ard u relentlessly...! i thot i looked like an idiot waving my arms ard swapping at flies when i realised that almost everyone was doing the same.. heh... wonder why flies like to fly ard humans? do they think they can get any food out of us? it's only spring now and the flies are aplenty, can u imagine when it's summer? sheesh... oh, n my fren once did tell me that he ate a total of 12 flies for the entire summer he stayed here... heh... the mosquitoes n flies here are kindda dumb... the mosquitoes stay where they are when they're feeding n it's not difficult at all to kill them... unlike those in singapore, they know how to fly away! n the flies, hmm... interesting why they like going into people's mouths??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;anyways, here are some pictures of my room... at it's messiest state.. heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/messy%20table1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/messy%20table1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/bed%20colour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/bed%20colour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/me%20happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/me%20happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/butterfly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/butterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/me%20mirror2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/me%20mirror1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112980448256606934?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112980448256606934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112980448256606934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112980448256606934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112980448256606934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/10/flieszzz.html' title='THE FLIESZZZ'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112893212236536131</id><published>2005-10-10T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T17:47:20.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swan valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/map5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/map2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Swan Valley, a part of Perth, as u can see from the map, is touted as the next Magaret River in Perth... it is basically a place where u drive from one place to another, n look at vineyards and wineries, strawberry farms, chocolate, cheese and ice-cream factories... i haven't been to margaret river, but apparently u can see things like how honey is extracted, how ice-cream and cheese is made etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, swan valley was nice except that we didn't really get to see all those stuff... just saw a few n it's relatively small relative to margaret river, i guess... but nevertheless it was an interesting trip up... n i tell ya, u won't believe the amount i ate... stopped by the chocolate factory n had this crepe with strawberries n cream... then had lunch at a mongolian restaurant... 5 of us shared 3 huge bowls of meat, meat n more meat... there were beef, ribs, chicken, squid n more beef, ribs and chicken... heh... on top of tt, we stopped by an ice-cream parlour and i had a whole jug of thick-shake... it's like milk-shake, just more ice-cream in it to make it thicker! hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here are the pictures and some photos of my aunt n the family! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/100_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/100_0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my aunt, Aunty Jane n her youngest son, Wydren... (right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(below)&lt;br /&gt;me n wydren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/100_00721.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/100_0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/100_0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;This strange animal looks pretty cute... can't remember wat it's called... something like "Lamu" or "Lama"... it's got this weird-looking legs, too narrow for the body...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;and lastly, the Png family! Ta Da!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/100_0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/100_0088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/100_00911.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/100_00911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;look at the sexy pose that wydren was striking in the picture on the right.. heh... he did tt on purpose! =p&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/15610079-112893212236536131?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112893212236536131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112893212236536131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/10/swan-valley.html' title='swan valley'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112886726922757212</id><published>2005-10-09T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:19:40.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTICE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok, i've uploaded some pictures of my trip down to mandurah... so go back to my previous blogs n look at the pictures! not all are here, but if anyone's interested to see more, u can go to this link: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mauu.fotopages.com/?entry=579513"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://mauu.fotopages.com/?entry=579513&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is chang's fotopage! i recommend anyone interested to look at nice pictures to take a look here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112886726922757212?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112886726922757212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112886726922757212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112886726922757212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112886726922757212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/10/notice.html' title='NOTICE!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112849475787938051</id><published>2005-10-05T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:52:11.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WA Police!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recently a fren pointed this out to me... being a non-Singaporean, he asked me why do i always type "tml" n wat does it mean?? well, i told him, it stand for "tomorrow"... then he asked, "so why is it "tml" n not "tmr"? then it struck me..! i've been using Singlish all along! heh... "tomolo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went out for some supper last nite n as u can see from my heading, we were stopped by the WA Traffic Police... heheh... well,there were 2 cars tt nite n Desmond was following the other car in front when they beat the red light and so happened tt the police was just at the junction and saw everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were pulled up, and Desmond was given a breathalyzer test, then he was checked for his records etc... it was quite interesting if u asked me, it was like a scene in American Tv where u see the cops pulling drunk drivers at the side of the road.. maybe because the cops are "ang mo" hehehh... but no, Desmond wasn't drunk, but we had loads of coffee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here's a picture of him with his ticket... wanted to take a picture of the police car n it's super bright blinking lights, but didn't dare... we shd have taken pictures of the police men as well!! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/des%20n%20tic21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one shows Desmond n Jeremy playing ... dead..? i wanted to take their picture but they refused, so this is the outcome... heh...&lt;br /&gt;and the next picture on the right is Samuel.. he's a damn funny guy... full of quirky expressions and says the funniest stuff!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/des%20n%20jeremy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/des%20n%20jeremy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;alright, well, the next coming week is gonna be assignments n asignments!! lots of them due at the same time... but this thurs, which is tmr... heh... i'll be going to Ruby Room, in Bursewood... heard tt Ruby Room was my Sis's fav hangout place when she was here!! heh... yeah, Bursewood is where the casino is and they have a kindda like club there called the Ruby Room... it's gonna be some salsa nite tmr, so i'm going for some &lt;em&gt;SALSA&lt;/em&gt;...!! Watch out, Perth!! Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112849475787938051?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112849475787938051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112849475787938051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112849475787938051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112849475787938051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/10/wa-police.html' title='WA Police!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112798084081475286</id><published>2005-09-29T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T16:30:53.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full House</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my cousin got to started on this Korean drama serial... it's called Full House n it's really nice! i recommend anyone who's into such serials to watch it! heh.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's downloaded in my cousin's computer... so i can only watch it when i'm at his place or when there's time, which is not often at all!! so u can guess how eager i am to finish watching the serial... i'm about half-way thru only...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, i was watching this particular part the other day tt really left quite an impression in me... this is the part where Ji-eun, the lead actress, has been living with Guy A (can't rememebr their names!!) and has secretly fallen for him... but he's in love with someone else and hasn't been treating Ji-eun tt well... he had been asking Ji-eun out for dinners but never showed up a single time b'cos of his love interest... finally in this episode, Ji-eun, got very fed-up n broke down n cried... she went to Guy B's house, who in fact is in love with her n fell asleep on his couch exhausted... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the part tt really touched me was when Guy B saw a tear flowing down Ji-eun's face while she was deep in sleep and he got up, called Guy A n told him, "I have enough of your nonsense... I'm going to take her away from you.." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u see, Ji-eun n Guy A are in this fake marriage and Guy B, never wanted to intercept into the relationship although he likes Ji-eun, b'cos of tt... n he knows tt Ji-eun is in love with Guy A... but seeing tt Ji-eun is being treated so badly, his resolve softened... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cried at this part... it triggered off this thot which is tt, when will anyone ever tell me, "he'll take me away?" not to take me away from anybody.... but to take me away, to love me, to care for me, to hurt when he knows that i am...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112798084081475286?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112798084081475286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112798084081475286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112798084081475286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112798084081475286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/09/full-house.html' title='Full House'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112797601230848708</id><published>2005-09-29T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T00:53:33.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandurah - Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Didn't really have a good sleep cos due to the lack of it n Lydia's alarm went off millions of times b4 she woke up to shut it off... it was pretty funny wat happened... her alarm went off think at abt 7plus, 8 plus... it's the musical type n it was really really loud... woke all of us up at least n i say at least 5 times! Chang couldn't take it n shouted, "What the F***!" n guess wat... it was Chang tt woke Lydia up, not the alarm... heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;then Desmond woke us up again at abt 9 n he went back to sleep again... Chang n i then decided to prepare pancakes for breakfast again n by the time I finished preparing all the pancakes, the guys finally woke up... as we had to check out b4 12noon, we decided to pack up n clean up the place b4 heading to the beach... at ard 12.15, someone came to inspect the house n we checked out n headed for the beach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;the weather was still pretty cloudy but the wind wasn't as strong... finally after a while, the clouds cleared n the sun shone... we laid on the sand n sun-bathed... the wind was pretty chilly inspite of the sun, but Desmond beside me n Jeremy on the other end with Chang in between, blocked out all the wind... heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/jer-im-hot-winks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/jer-im-hot-winks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/jer-n-cass1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/jer-n-cass1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/eng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;we stayed for quite a few hours on the beach b4 heading back to Perth... probably due to the lack of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;sleep, some of the guys started to feel sick n Yi Quan even vomited along the road... although hungry, all of us decided to head home n rest b4 meeting for dinner again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;i got home, showered, n munched on some biscuits... checked some mails n got really really sleepy... decided to take a short nap b4 dinner n the next thing i know, i woke up at 9am the next morning... heh... a full 14 hours of sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;oh btw, if anyone of u wondering why i keep talking n talking n there's no pictures to show... well, i did take quite a few pictures... but i kindda deleted it all.. yesh yesh... so i guess i'll wait for my fren to send me the pictures b4 i post anything up... =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112797601230848708?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112797601230848708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112797601230848708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112797601230848708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112797601230848708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/09/mandurah-day-3.html' title='Mandurah - Day 3'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112797467564453532</id><published>2005-09-29T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T00:34:26.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandurah - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/taking-the-back-seat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/taking-the-back-seat1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, day 2... well, since the guys slept much later, we gals woke up earlier n decided to treat ourselves to some pancakes and serenity of the early afternoon... +p yeah, we woke up at 11 am...! heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyways, i was trying to get some pancakes turn out right.. n by the time i finished up the entire box of pancake mix, my pancakes look as good as those at Fast Eddy's! Fast Eddy's is a place here in Perth tt's open 24 hours n makes delicious pancakes n other stuff.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;by the time we were done for brunch, the guys woke up n they prepared their own meals... we thot of going down to the beach after tt but the sky wasn't too good... the winds were too strong n there's hardly any sun... so as usual, the guys turned to their computers after their brunch n we gals sat in the common room, listened to music n complained that we're bored... heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;well, after a while, when the sun finally peeked slightly thru the clouds, we decided to head down to the beach n check out the waters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/while-they-enjoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/while-they-enjoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/let-the-sun-shine-in1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/let-the-sun-shine-in1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/puff-mommy-NOT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/puff-mommy-NOT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/puff-mommy-NOT.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;wind was still strong... when we reached to the sand, we were horrified when the fierce wind started up again... it feels like we were in the middle of a sand storm while we were at the beach... the wind blew the sand with such force that as it hit our back n legs, it feels like bees stinging u, except tt there are millions of bees n u can't stop them from continuously hitting u... since we were already at the beach, we decided to take refuge in the waters... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i never liked swimming in the sea n this was no exception... on top of tt, the water was horrendously choppy... when my fren were in the water, the waves rise up to a height, it was scary... but standing on the shore with the sand hitting u was no joke, so i joined them in the water n i never regretted it... i guess i'm not afraid of death since i came so close to it the other time... heh... but it was an experience tt makes u feel exhilarated even just by thinking of it... the waves come crushing on u, pushing u towards the shore n the backwash drives u back into the sea... we didn't go very deep into the sea, 'cos none of us dared to so it was relatively quite safe... but the fun was when i was trying to resist against the backwash n when u see the waves coming n expecting it to come crushing on u... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;after a while, the chill got to us n the waves seem to be getting rougher... then we decided to head back home... the wind was so cold tt by the time we were back at home, my body n head were frozen n i had difficulties trying to adjust back to the warmth of the house... heh... but it was fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/altogether-now.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/altogether-now.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(right to left: Jeremy, Maureen (Chang), Desmond, Me (Eng), June, Lydia, Sam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/my-little-retreat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/my-little-retreat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;after tt, we decided to take a drive ard.. n explore the place a bit... we came to this beautiful lake, with planks where we can walk to the middle of the lake... the wind was still so strong tt even the guys, almost fell over if w're not careful n lose our footing... shortly after, the rain started to pour n we decided to head to get some groceries, as the guys are preparing dinner for the nite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;as the guys busied in the kitchen, Chang n I decided to entertain ourselves by dancing n learning dance moves from each other... Yi Quan was our DJ n he played songs from his computer... we were laughing ourselves crazy when we did silly moves n got high even without alcohol.. heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/dinner-is-served.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/dinner-is-served.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dinner was a spread n we stuffed ourselves so full! there was chilli mussels, rendang chicken, oyster fried veges, baked potates, sambal crabsticks n even some ribs soup! heh... ok, the guys are better cooks... well, not really better, but i think they were more creative with the dishes... ours tasted just as good as well!! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;after dinner, we had a bit of dessert n the guys went back to the computer AGAIN! seriously, if i cld, i wld have sniped off the wires, i tell u... but anyways, the rest of us occupied ourselves with the movies... can't remember the show we watched, heh, cos i fell asleep halfway... but it was one by ashley judd n morgan freeman... after tt the guys kindda stopped playing n we decided to watch Aladdin... heh... it was rather nice to watch it again after so long... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/mission-failed-trying-to-break-free-instead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/mission-failed-trying-to-break-free-instead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/break-time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/break-time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/on-a-mission-to-get-some-leg-hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/on-a-mission-to-get-some-leg-hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/darn-he-got-me-all-tangled-up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/darn-he-got-me-all-tangled-up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(Chang &amp;amp; Desmond fooling ard on the sofa... Chang, on a mission to pull Desmond's leg hair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;after Aladdin, some of the guys fell asleep on the sofa... Chang n I headed to bed n the rest continued to watch Lion King... heh... but we were going to wake up earlier the next morning to head to the beach b4 checking out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112797467564453532?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112797467564453532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112797467564453532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112797467564453532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112797467564453532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/09/mandurah-day-2.html' title='Mandurah - Day 2'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112797252581197341</id><published>2005-09-29T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T16:22:50.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandurah - Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;on sunday, i left home to stay for a nite at ascot quay in perth with my auntie n family.. they won a nite's stay thru some membership thingy.. it was a small resort, apparently open to anyone who wishes to buy the place n use it as service apartments.. my aunt invited a family of her frens over as well n i was the chef tt nite, my usual, garlic prawn pasta! heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it was a nice stayover and the next morning, my frens picked me up n made our way down to mandurah! there were 5 cars altogether with some just tagging along just for the day... basically, i was in Desmond's car, with Maureen (my Chang =p), Yi Quan and Jeremy... Some people in the other cars that i got to know better during the trip are Samuel, Lydia (Sam's gal), June (Lydia's good fren) and GZ.. it was pretty cool with all 5 cars making our way down to Mandurah... it's abt one n half hours drive down south of Perth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/our-nice-spacious-kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/our-nice-spacious-kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our accomodation is just beside the sea.. it's basically owned by this guy who rents it out for holiday packers like us... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyways, after we checked in n washed up, we headed down to the city centre... having been there b4, i brought the guys ard n had lunch there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;after which we walked ard a bit n the guys decided to catch a movie there... it wa&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/Chang-n-Eng1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/Chang-n-Eng4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/Chang-n-Eng2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/Chang-n-Eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bright n sunny but since not everyone's gonna stay in Mandurah, we decided to do wat everyone can all enjoy there... watched Deuce Biggalo, not exactly funny, but Chang n I kept laughing anyway.. there was only one row occupied other than ours n it felt very weird when we're watching a comedy n everyone's sitting in a quiet theatre... heh... when we came out fo the cinema, everyone asked us if we enjoyed the show, since we kept laughing... =p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/n-her-too1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/n-her-too1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;after the show, we headed back n the guys, all decided to take a nap since they've had very little sleep.. Chang n I took a walk down &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/Mandurah-skies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/Mandurah-skies1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to the beach n took some pictures n chatted till the sun went down... went back to our accomodation n since the guys were still sleeping n we had nothing to do, we decided to prepare dinner... not knowing what to prepare n just came up with simple dishes... Sam, Lydia n June helped us too but i was the head chef! heh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;took abt 2 hours, 'cos the beef wasn't thawed... n voila! a simle spread of Black Pepper Beef, Stir-fried Veges and Onion Eggs evolved! then all 14 people squeezed into one dining table n had our dinner... basically, we were sitting so cramped together, we cld hardly move our arms... heh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;n after dinner, the guys set up their computers and started lanning... yesh, they played Lan Games while we were there... now i understand why Pj's so pissed with Mouse's obsession with the computer... =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so wat did the gals do? sigh... we just slacked ard the house, some watched shows, some read books, some went to bed... 4 of them left later in the nite n the 10 of us continued our stay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/Lan-gaming-typical-guys-oops-eng4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/Lan-gaming-typical-guys-oops-eng1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/Lan-gaming-typical-guys-oops-eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh btw, wat did i do? heh... i played lan too... didn't play dota with them but joined in when they were playing cs... hmm... let's just say tt the guys were impressed that i cld snipe too! heh heh... &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(I'm at the far end on the right!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112797252581197341?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112797252581197341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112797252581197341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112797252581197341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112797252581197341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/09/mandurah-day-1.html' title='Mandurah - Day 1'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112719832567009458</id><published>2005-09-20T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T14:41:10.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiLlY mE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;ok, i have started work for about a week already and i tell u... i have made so many silly mistakes, i feel like knocking myself against the wall sometimes..! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;there was a customer, after finishing her mains, waved at me and asked for sweets... being singaporean me, i looked over at the counter, smiled sweetly n gave her the sweets that were in the bowl for customers to take when they pay their bills, wondering to myself, why wld she ask for sweets?? when i got to her, she looked at me for a long while in a puzzled look and said, "oh no... i didn't ask for these sweets! i wanted to look at the DESSERT menu!!" sheesh.... how embarassing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;another time, a customer ordered drinks and asked for a lemonade... i searched the entire menu, but i don't see any lemonade listed in the drinks list, so i went to tell him we don't have it... he looked very surprise and then ordered another drink... i only found out much later that in Australia, lemonade = sprite... heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;it's interesting when u work in a restaurant that is very strong in australian culture... in fact, i've yet to see any asians dine at the restaurant... the funny thing is that when they see an asian waitress, they assume that u dun understand english at all and some of them actually speak exceptionally slowly, hoping u can understand them... "can... i... have... the... fish... of... the... day... pls..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;another day even, one of my colleagues ask me where i was from and when i said Singapore, she exclaimed, "Oh! but u can speak english very well, just the accent!" i dunno whether to feel complimented or insulted at this remark... heh... i ended up explaining to her that most ppl in Singapore do know how to converse rather fluently English... minus the accent... =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112719832567009458?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112719832567009458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112719832567009458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112719832567009458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112719832567009458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/09/silly-me.html' title='SiLlY mE'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112713268049793041</id><published>2005-09-19T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T00:45:15.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/me,%20mau,%20kenny11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/me%2C%20mau%2C%20kenny11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Kenny, the guy in the picture, invited me and Maureen to his girlfriend's 21st birthday party on sat... these 2 are my classmates and ppl whom i've hung out with quite often... especially with Maureen, we just clicked... we share the same jokes, laugh over silly things and do crazy stuff... sometimes we even unintentionally dress identically! tt's why Kenny calls us Chang &amp; Eng... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, at Kenny's party, he had caterers and even a bartender to prepare drinks n stuff... (yes, he's rich... quite filthy somemore.. ;p) it was supposed to be a more formal event, so everyone dressed up a bit... and there was even a stripper for the birthday girl too! but i can tell u, it's far from sexy loh... all the girls agreed that the stripper was GROSS!! he's not cute, he's fashion sense is way off (he wore a green g-string when he stripped, with his boots n white socks on.... ewww... ) n he's body... eh, i think he looks much better in his business card... =p&lt;br /&gt;but all in all, it was ok... he did try very hard to entertain us... n he's nice to chat with... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u can see from the picture, those 2 were stoned... maureen esp... we had wine n other drinks n a shot of bacardi 151 each... 151 has a alcohol content of 75% and apparently, it's not even available in Singapore or Malaysia... but thank goodness, i can hold my drink... i was still sober! heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the party, maureen n i met up with her roommates, Desmond, Yi Quan and Jeremy... i've gotten to know this bunch of ppl through her and we have been pratically hanging out almost every nite... they are all singaporeans and guess wat? all five of us stay in the same area in singapore except for Desmond who stays in Pasir Ris... cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we've done so many things, gone to so many places together, always cramming into Desmond's red car... heh... shopping, slacking, eating and even strip clubs! ok, i've only been there once... nothing great really... and just yesterday, we went to King's Park to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival! we took some candles from home, bought bubble tea and went to chill out at King's Park... it was literally chilling out there with temperatures at 8 degrees! thot the temperatures will rise in spring, and it is warmer in the day but i guess due to the lack of clouds at night, tempertures plunge still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we got a lantern from some strangers there and did wat we used to do when we were young! light candles, place them on the pathway... heh...&lt;br /&gt;after tt, we headed down for some supper at conca's n we had the most tasty mussels i've ever tried... it is cooked in some chilli sauce and we asked for extra extra spicy.... yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week's my another week break again... yeah... so fast eh? think we'll be heading down to Mandurah for a few days, for what the boys call it, "Study Retreat"... heh... well, it'll be a trip down memory lane for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's gonna be busy n busy n more busy for me... it's gonna be pretty exciting too... heh... hopefully, i'll be able to post a surprise here by end of the week! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112713268049793041?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112713268049793041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112713268049793041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112713268049793041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112713268049793041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/09/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112654068445519918</id><published>2005-09-12T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T23:58:04.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a month &amp; abt 2 weeks</title><content type='html'>finally, after all that 'being pissed off' and 'dilemma'.. i finally started work!! ok those who dun know, it's a long story n if u're still interested to know, ask me... =) anyways, even though it was only for a short 2 hours, i felt ... GOOD!! finally! i have income!! but the bad thing is tt they pay every week!! sheesh! why can't they just pay mthly? it'll be so much easier to manage my income tt way... n i won't spend as much! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life here has more or less settled down quite a bit... in fact i've recently met so many ppl, who comment tt i look n behave like someone who has been here for so long, rather than just over a mth... heh... i guess tt's a compliment... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather here has warmed up considerably... n the sun is setting later too! it used to set abt abt 6, but nowsadays, u can still see the rays of the setting sun even at 630! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid-sem tests are coming up in this 2 weeks and we have some assignments due as well... with my work coming up, i need to balance out my time more efficently but i'm not too worried as i've been keeping track of my sch work n right now, it has all been managable... thank God for His blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112654068445519918?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112654068445519918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112654068445519918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112654068445519918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112654068445519918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/09/month-abt-2-weeks.html' title='a month &amp; abt 2 weeks'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112625545481172483</id><published>2005-09-09T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T16:56:19.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foreshore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the past few days has been rather... disturbing... read a few blogs of frens n most tell of how depressed or uncertain they are in their lives now... not tt i'm doing tt much better myself, but i wish i was there to help... or even to just listen and be there...&lt;br /&gt;is it the distance? or am i not doing my part as a fren? or have i not been religious enough in maintaining contact with the ppl i care about? how can u live ur life here and at the same time, try to live the one u left behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were days when i wish tt my frens wld reach out to me too... in times when the night seem too cold, when the days seem too forlorn... but everyone has their own lives to live, they have their own obstacles to overcome... who knows or even spares the time to add another person's troubles in their list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is really nice when ppl back home gives u a little 'nudge' to let u know tt they still care... those ppl who spare the time to chat with u almost every night, who crap with u about the silliest things, who lets u know tt even though u've not been initiating any conversations, u are still on their minds, who puts in effort to find out how u are spiritually, mentally, physically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to leave for work soon... my first day of work today... already have a list of things i wanna get as soon as i get my pay... heh... tonight will be a start of my career here in Perth!&lt;br /&gt;gonna finish work at abt 11 plus n prob reach home at abt midnight... no car here so public transport my only means... pray tt i'll be able to get home safe n sound tonite! a girl walking alone along the dimly-lighted streets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112625545481172483?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112625545481172483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112625545481172483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112625545481172483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112625545481172483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/09/foreshore_09.html' title='foreshore'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112585260175233553</id><published>2005-09-04T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T01:06:26.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wait was worth it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok, is it just me that faces this prob or everyone else does?? i have ppl spaming my blog!!!!!!!!!! sheesh, i can't believe it... look at the comments left on my previous entry n u'll know wat i'm talking abt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways, just had a very confusing conversation with a fren n read a blog of another's... struck me that i have no idea what my fren was trying to say n no idea wat happened as written in my fren's blog tt had disturbed him so much... these 2 ppl are one of the closest frens i have n yet, i have no idea wat's going on in their lives at this moment... have distance worked it's way? i'm disappointed that i can't be there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on the hind side, there's great rejoicing for me today... the manager of the italian resaturant finally called me up n told me to show up for 2 hours of orientation &amp;amp; trial today... n guess wat?? yesh! i've got the job! in fact i was even praised that i did my job pretty well! n u won't believe the pay i'm gonna get... ok, ready...?? it's AUD$16.75 on weekdays n AUD $20 for weekends!!!!!!! yeah!!!! $$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if some of u are wondering, Dominos pay abt AUD$9 for delivering pizza and think abt AUD$12 or sth like tt to work in McDonalds... calculate the exchange rate n u know how badly they pay in Singapore! but the only thing is that taxes are pretty high here... don't know how much they'll deduct for me, but the amt i'll take home is still gonna be rather substantial!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;other than the good pay that i'm gonna get, other perks include very nice ambience of the restaurant and the people there are very friendly n helpful... i'm the only asian working there, other than the dishwasher guy, heh, n i thot i'd feel very left out or threatened... but it hasn't been tt case... my aunt has been very estatic with the good news n was told tt she kept talking abt it to the family! heh... all thanks to her really, that i got landed in this job... gonna give her a treat!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112585260175233553?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112585260175233553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112585260175233553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112585260175233553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112585260175233553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/09/wait-was-worth-it.html' title='the wait was worth it...'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112558579081753580</id><published>2005-09-01T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:26:08.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos Photos!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;okie guys, those who actually read this blog... as promised... PICTURES!! not much though, n i dun look tt good...?? hmm... but guess it's good enuf?? heh... will have more coming! anyways, these are pictures taken during the bday party i talked abt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/kenny%20w%203%20knieves2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/200/kenny%20w%203%20knieves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the bday boy, Kenny... we had 3 cakes at the house for him tt day n we wanted him to cut all 3 at one go!! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/grp%20nice2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/grp%20nice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;this is the bunch of us at the little party... clockwise from left:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stephanie&lt;/strong&gt; - Mauritius (David's cousin),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinclair&lt;/strong&gt; - some middle east c'try (i'll find out the name!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jazmine &lt;/strong&gt;- India, grew up in Philippines,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &lt;/strong&gt;- yes, ever beautiful me... (i know, humility lacking there),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pascal&lt;/strong&gt; - Mauritius,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gal w/ headwear&lt;/strong&gt; - Singapore (just met her tt day! can't blame me for forgetting her name!!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen&lt;/strong&gt; - China,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kenny&lt;/strong&gt; - Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;eh... opps.. forgot her name as well, heh.. - Singapore or is it Malaysia? haha... sorry babe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/grp%20funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/grp%20funny1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/grp%20funny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/320/grp%20funny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;well, u see... the only person i really know is Pascal... i just met Steph, Sinclair, Jaz n Kenny the night b4... n the rest, i got to know them only for eh... 4 hours?? heh... they are frens of Kenny's who came for the party... (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112558579081753580?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112558579081753580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112558579081753580' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112558579081753580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112558579081753580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/09/photos-photos.html' title='Photos Photos!!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112541624687582778</id><published>2005-08-30T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T23:37:26.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>compulsive grocery shopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;think i belong to tt category... heh... always face the same problem when i go grocery shopping... "eh, tt looks good!" "hmm... i need tt to cook..." "shit, tt's looks good too!" "oh well, i'll just get all..." heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i try to control... think i'm like my mum... always stocking up a lot of food n can never estimate the proportions well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;when u come to perth, u realise that the kids or rather the international kids tt study here are really so bloody rich... well, majority of them, tt is, with exclusions such as myself... they talk abt thousands like it's hundreds... everyone tells me, u shd get a car!! cars are so cheap here! yeah, even how cheap the car is, it's still at least 1,500 to get one tt doesn't break down every few kilometres???!?! i can't even afford a bike n here they go abt getting cars.... sigh... have a few frens here who owns 2 cars somemore... one with bmw n 4WD and another with skyline n another 4WD... !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;wish i can get a car too... but very unlikely... hehe.. there's so many other expenses to get a car... insurance, petrol, parking.... all adds up!! but it's so difficult to get ard here without a means of transport... they have limited buses here n most dun run to places u wanna go... some bus services even, ends their shift at ard 5 in the afternoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well, no money, no talk... found myself a job though... my aunt helped me in this... she has this client who owns a italian restaurant in Victoria Park and asked him to employ me to work for him... he agreed n i'm now just waiting for him to call me to meet up with the restaurant's manager n put up my schedule... hopefully all these can be done by this week...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112541624687582778?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112541624687582778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112541624687582778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112541624687582778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112541624687582778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/08/compulsive-grocery-shopper.html' title='compulsive grocery shopper'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112514240599501433</id><published>2005-08-27T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T19:46:11.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BiRtHdAy PaRtY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;well, after dinner yesterday, i headed to Pascal's place for a time of drinking n merri-making with his housemates... heh... we had wine n some chips n listened to music cum watched tv thru the night... his housemates include a guy from Singapore, a gal from India but grew up in the Philippines, a guy from one of the countries in the middle east (can't recall the name... some country never heard b4.. =p) and another gal from mauritius who is a cousin of the other mauritian guy... *confused??*&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it was interesting when the girl from India, Jazmine, got a bit high as she had 4 glasses and started talking non-stop... n almost got into an arguement with Pascal over rules of playing Bluff... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other mauritian fren, David, who went to work, offered to send me back after he comes back at abt 1 plus, but by the time we were ready to go, it was almost 3am and i decided to sleep over at their place for the night... after the incident at KFC, i'm weary abt going out at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, everyone woke up n started preparing for the Singaporean guy, Kenny's birthday party... he invited some of his frens over for lunch n invited me to join them as well, the previous night... it was an interesting party, i must say... dun think i'v ever attended a party like this... heh... we had lunch n surprised him with a cake... afterwhich we sat ard in a circle and had a session of 'confession'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took turns to talk abt what we like or dun like abt Kenny... then it moved on to what we hope Kenny would improve on... n then where we each first met Kenny and our first impressions of him... it ended off with Kenny on how he feels abt us individually and his first impressions of us... i must say i applaud Kenny for his open-ness and courage, somemore it's on his birthday loh... everyone were very frank in their opinions abt him and he sincerely was listening and took everything in his stride... u see, not everyone in the house is hot abt him n he knows it... but this session was not to put him down or to make fun of him... rather, it's an opportunity to get to know everyone better and make good use of constructive criticisms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt session, the guys started playing music n acted DJ and started to get us dancing... everyone was shy n didn't wanna move, but eventually did when we pulled down the blinds and covered all lights... it must have been pretty hilarious when u have a bunch of ppl drinking and dancing in their hostel in broad daylight... heh...&lt;br /&gt;the party ended at abt 4 plus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;*oh! we took some photos as well... hopefully i can post them up here as soon as i get hold of them! =) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112514240599501433?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112514240599501433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112514240599501433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112514240599501433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112514240599501433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/08/birthday-party.html' title='BiRtHdAy PaRtY!!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112513977710582455</id><published>2005-08-27T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T19:45:24.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i was truly scared...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;yesterday was one eventful day... had tennis with 2 of my mauritian frens and some other ppl from the tennis club in curtin... we usually play in this park by the river which has really outstanding view and the courts are free! heh... it's really beautiful to play tennis there 'cos it's just by the river, where u can sometimes see the sunset over the city landscape and the breeze... u'll never perspire like in Singapore with tt breeze... well, maybe in summer, ya... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after tennis, we decided to drop by KFC for a quick dinner near my place as one of my fren has to rush off to work... then tt's when the action began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were walking towards KFC, there was this bunch of young group of aussies and aboriginals loittering at the sitting area outside KFC... i was talkign to my fren, Pascal, when we walked past them n they starting mocking me repeating wat i was saying n laughed away among themselves... we ignored them n went ahead inside to get our dinner...&lt;br /&gt;we sat ourselves comfortably by the window just behind the group of kids outside n halfway thru dinner, there was a sudden loud thud from the window we were sitting at... Pascal n i were sitting with our backs to the window n so we had no idea wat was going on... at the loud sound, Pascal immediately stood up n ran outof his seat, while i sat there, stunned at the loud noise... when i turned back, i saw the group of kids laughing n running away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the KFC staff tried to catch the kids but they were a bit too late... n after a while, we realised tt these kids have actually hurled a bottle of beer towards the window in an attempt to be funny or to hurt us... i dunno which... thank God the window was made of plastic, if not, the 3 of us wld be covered in glass pieces by then... it was thru this tt i realised how dangerous it is to be out at nite, even in groups, even worse if alone, though u've done nothing, minding ur own business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even today, i went to Coles to get some groceries and accidentally knocked myself against this aussie guy with his little brother... i said sorry immediately and the younger kid, mocked me in response repeating what i said sacastically... sheesh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a bit shaken by these ppl... not everyone in australia are like tt, in fact some of them are really nice, but mostly the older ones... it's the younger ones around our age and these kids that are more vocal with their fingers and language and also, aggressive... some just ignore our existance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112513977710582455?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112513977710582455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112513977710582455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112513977710582455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112513977710582455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-was-truly-scared.html' title='i was truly scared...'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112499098749570058</id><published>2005-08-26T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T01:29:47.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Cassie</title><content type='html'>most part of today was very occupied and enjoyed... woke up very early to join my auntie in swimming, followed by steam bath and then the jacuzzi, in a leisureplex in riverton... it was very refreshing and relaxing to spend the whole morning with the 'spa' experience as my aunt calls it... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then followed her to do some buying for her boutique for the coming winter collection and then followed by tennis with the boys... played relatively well today and enjoyed the game much more than i've had ever since i started playing at them... u see, the courts we use are gravel courts in my little cousin's primary school and being a primary school, of cos the courts are smaller as well... never really enjoyed playing on a different type of surface but i guess i'm slowly getting used to it... plus, i've had quite a bit of practice with some frens from the tennis club every week... think i'm healthier here in perth than when i'm in singapore... i exercise so much more often! heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had dinner at our usual chinese restaurants and i headed to 'carousel', one of the bigger shopping centres here to help a fren, Danson, with his work... thursdays here are late night shopping in the suburbs, meaning the shopping centres will not close at 5pm, which is their usual closing time, but at 9 pm... anyways, the work involves something to do with marketing and Danson, needed some ideas to start his work... so we decided to take a walk thru the Coles Supermarket to try and find some inspiration... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then back home n had a few conversations with a few frens over msn... perhaps i'm worn out after the long day today but felt a bit lonely... heh... it'll be nice if there was someone i can tell all the things i did today, to, at the end of the day, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my auntie n uncle was just telling me today how pleased they are tt their son, wayne, is doing so well in school now.. he's in year 12 and it's the crucial year, sth like 'O' Levels... if he passes, he'll get into an university... if he fails, he'll have to go waste more time n attend other colleges b4 university... previously, he was doing so badly tt the school actually called my auntie n told her to prepare him for other options other than university... but recently, he has been putting in a lot of effort and energy into doing well... my aunt says that i'm a motivation for him to enter into curtin... heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112499098749570058?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112499098749570058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112499098749570058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112499098749570058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112499098749570058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/08/healthy-cassie.html' title='Healthy Cassie'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112490515324849768</id><published>2005-08-25T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T01:41:30.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold &amp; windy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the weather just turned cold again... it was pretty warm for the past few days and now it's back to cold... the weather here is pretty unpredictable but winter is definately going to end soon... i wish the weather will stay this way... i l ove winter... the chilly wind blowing in the cold air makes ur cheeks rosy and teeth to chatter... but i love the wind and the cold... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in such cool weather, i just love the walk to school, provided i'm not late for classes and have the time to stroll to school and enjoy the scenery... the other day, i was enjoying my walk to school in the evening, with warm sunshine on my face and cool breeze ruffling my hair... it was almost perfect... the view with the sunset was just awesome... it's little moments like these tt u appreciate where u are and wat u're experiencing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went out for dinner today n had vietnamese pho which i've been wanting to eat for so long... though i didn't have it at the place i wanted to go, but the food was good nevertheless... wish the company was more pleasant though... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seemed rather interesting to me that most ppl i meet these days comment that i actually look younger than wat i am... for those who know me long enuf, in the younger days, ppl are always commenting on how mature i look despite my age... it used to please me until a pt when i became worried tt i'll look old n hagard too early... heh.. then a fren once commented that my appearance never really changed much since young... so perhaps i'll stay this way n though ppl might say tt i look mature when i was younger, i'll look still the same when i get older... seems like what she says is becoming true... so many ppl in recent mths have commented that i look like i'm 19 or 20... heh... i am very pleased..!! oh! n i was asked to produce my IC once when i was clubbing in S'pore... heh... =) =) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a long day tml... gonna spend the entire day with my aunt n her family... she's gonna bring me to the leisureplex tml for some swimming and sauna, followed by running some errands with her and then tennis in the late afternoon with my cousins... a whole day of activity, so gd nite now... ZzZzZz.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112490515324849768?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112490515324849768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112490515324849768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112490515324849768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112490515324849768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/08/cold-windy.html' title='cold &amp; windy'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112479087519344293</id><published>2005-08-23T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T19:13:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;heheheh... finally i'm connected to the net from home!!! u guys have no idea how relieved i am that this issue is settled... it's bloody irritating when u have to keep calling the phone company to get an easy thing like ur house line connected, millions of times and they just put u through the different depts every single time... really dunno how much i've spent on my mobile just to call these ppl... i'm expecting a very huge hole in my pockets when the bill comes... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went down to send my resumes today... hopefully, i can get a response soon enough... next week's my 1 week break already... gonna make full use of my break, earn $$ n do some revision!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to my affliated church here on Sunday for service and got to know quite a number of ppl from curtin as well.. it is situated across the river from where i stay, but the bus takes one n half hour to reach there n i have to change 3 buses... heh... yeah... tt's the bus service here... joined the choir there too but the deacon wants me to be a associate member to join to choir... think it's so as to prevent ppl from turning up once in a while... also, one will have a sense of belonging to the choir... dun really like the idea of it all, but will pray abt it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was thinking today... can't believe tt i'm in perth now... came here the first time with my sch for a school excursion and 2nd time was last june... never really thot tt i wld be able to come here and live... it seems so surreal... and always like a dream tt will never come true... but here i am now... hmm... it's incredible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112479087519344293?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112479087519344293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112479087519344293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112479087519344293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112479087519344293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/08/finally.html' title='FINALLY!!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112453782289904823</id><published>2005-08-20T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T19:38:18.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WooHoo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;yeah! got my visa!! pretty fast considering Aussie-style here.. applied yesterday and got it today! hmm... i'm pleased... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;can start looking for job already...!! perhaps i'll go job-hunting on Monday... hmm... as i say again, thank God for His blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112453782289904823?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112453782289904823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112453782289904823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112453782289904823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112453782289904823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/08/woohoo.html' title='WooHoo!!'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15610079.post-112453578053774428</id><published>2005-08-20T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T19:41:32.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo yo yo.. wazzup...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/1600/tan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/1450/400/tan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my darling here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15610079-112453578053774428?l=oink1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/feeds/112453578053774428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15610079&amp;postID=112453578053774428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112453578053774428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15610079/posts/default/112453578053774428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oink1.blogspot.com/2005/08/yo-yo-yo-wazzup.html' title='yo yo yo.. wazzup...'/><author><name>CassLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17490270489864447477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
