<?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-14483136</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:34:51.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>==3j!|==</title><subtitle type='html'>..if you just take wat u see as it is, you will never see the truth..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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>318</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14483136.post-9144181062645309515</id><published>2010-04-26T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T18:56:11.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>flight is in about 5 hours time.. there is part of me that is excited and cant wait to get there.. a part of me wanna stay and just slack.. haha.. starting to feel paranoid in a way.. cant believe i reacted the way i did.. super bullier.. haha.. anyways.. my luggage feels light.. hope to buy lots of stuff.. how exciting can this be.. and there is a long list of gifts too.. oh my.. need to crack my head again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-9144181062645309515?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/9144181062645309515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=9144181062645309515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/9144181062645309515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/9144181062645309515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2010/04/flight-is-in-about-5-hours-time.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-1270620282630965481</id><published>2010-04-25T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T15:38:33.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday</title><content type='html'>Friday night marks the start of my long awaited holiday. After i finished my last documentation and settled all my little ones for handover.. i felt a sense of relief.. in a way, there was a feeling of disbelief that i was going on AL and i'm really going to get a break. been quite tired ever since a month back.. prepared for event and then my talk and then my test.. haven had a good day rest until today!. well.. woke up to pack my luggage.. haven been home much the past few days either.. had meetings, meet ups, ktv sessions and just spending time with w. oh well.. i'll be spending my next 2 weeks with my parents anyway.. all day long.. haha.. east coast of usa and canada here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-1270620282630965481?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1270620282630965481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>thank you</title><content type='html'>these few months has been really blissful..&lt;br /&gt;i cannot thank him more&lt;br /&gt;for now being part of my life&lt;br /&gt;writing a new chapter with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;br /&gt;for understanding&lt;br /&gt;for being sensitive&lt;br /&gt;for always being there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your little gestures everyday&lt;br /&gt;brings joy&lt;br /&gt;laughter&lt;br /&gt;comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a future&lt;br /&gt;that we never know what to expect&lt;br /&gt;but i am glad&lt;br /&gt;i have you with me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-8716661940791352273?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/8716661940791352273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i've been sort of sick these past few weeks.. down with urti and fever.. then when i finish my first round of meds.. went to office to get more meds.. only to find out that my heart has murmurs?? haha.. doc say it maybe some viral affected so maybe after 6 months i haf proper functioning heart.. haha.. oh well we'll see when i go and check it out with the specialist.. with the sickness.. goes the record of no mc for this year.. was so reluctant to take it.. but the fever didnt subside and i was in no condition to work. oh well.. at least i got to slp slp slp.. been breathless these few weeks also especially after i walk fast or climb up slopes.. sometimes it feels lik i can start hyperventilating out of the blue.. hmmm.. hope all these symptoms will go away soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for my holiday at the end of the month.. 2 weeks off to the other side of the globe.. east coast of usa and canada.. yippee.. so looking forward to it.. and then me becomes older.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life probably just gets better :) thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-1641250752196991047?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1641250752196991047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=1641250752196991047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/1641250752196991047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/1641250752196991047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-been-sort-of-sick-these-past-few.html' 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crying and thinking about the problems alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish to give you strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to hold on a few more days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till you come home where you will be protected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a little bit longer my little brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we'll go through this together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as long as we need to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-1739533369786021478?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1739533369786021478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=1739533369786021478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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times..&lt;div&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe the time is not right yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe the words just dont come out right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe saying it out wouldnt help in anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what if that person is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a person you trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a person you can rely on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6686135620115411771?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6686135620115411771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=6686135620115411771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lightens the heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes you are up in the sky floating with the wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes you are just relaxing on a comfortable couch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes just tuck under the covers enjoying the warmth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has always been great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to have someone to turn to when i'm sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to have somewhere to return to after a long day work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to have something to do when i'm bored&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to have some time alone to just love myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how do we move further from where we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how do we tell the right from the wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how do we love the people we care for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how do we live the life we choose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为了爱，爱上了另一个&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他等候了很久&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是他所希望的未来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不会实现了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow.. life seems to be so tricky.. as u watch people beside you.. u wish u could do something to help them out. but how to console them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6723654798866634513?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6723654798866634513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=6723654798866634513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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food that i wanted.. but i lost appetite leh.. haven been eating as much as i usually did leh.. sad.. lost quite abit of weight in this 1 month.. dunno why also leh.. oh well.. but it's a happy holiday.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunno what i'm doing.. am i getting myself into something i wouldnt be able to control. i dunno if the choice i am making is correct.. have i read the wrong signs.. will i get hurt or happy at the end of it.. somehow i'm like living day by day ba.. but enjoying the moment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-4530051427679853190?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4530051427679853190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>it has been a busy week.. not exactly work work.. but related to work in a way.. glad it's over and the response was not too bad.. hopefully we met our aims and expose what we do.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess it has kinda gotten emotional the past week.. from the lack of sleep to doing a lot more stuff than usual and then having to use more of my brain.. just not use to it.. been some time back since i use my brain this much i suppose..i hate recollecting the past i suppose.. it haunts me every now and then.. the more i think i've let go and moved on, the more i am made to believe i haven. just dunno why.. but i guess it's somehow different.. the feelings are not the same.. luckily i suppose.. but i guess some things are better not known.. i feel like eating ice cream.. i have the feeling of doing everything my way. and everyone has to give in to me.. i know it's not logical, not making any sense, not right.. i can only just think abt it.. the heart feels heavy..  i think it's time to slp.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what if i was single and a mum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had fun today.. and the week has been great with opportunities to meet up with couple groups of people. they bring me back to reality, give me comfort. what do i do without them. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-1022947009478092423?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1022947009478092423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=1022947009478092423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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feeling of tiredness that is kinda affecting my mood into the new year.. maybe i should just go slp.. life is like how different from the past few years.. i havent pass the new year like this before.. haix.. oh well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haf fun in the new year.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6366769189307037567?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6366769189307037567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=6366769189307037567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6366769189307037567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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i am still in sg, the feeling of not being in contact was great.. no internet access, minimal phone contact due to a cranky phone.. there was just the basics.. just the waters in front.. being submerged in the family love was just marvelous.. this whole comfort wouldnt have started with me buying last min christmas presents as usual, me writing cards the last min.. feeling all so tired.. i left work on 23rd at 8.30pm.. having to clear all my work before i take a relatively long weekend break.. met up with minli for a quick dinner before proceeding to the far east for the next few days.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christmas eve, i took my 4 cousins out christmas shopping... my first time doing it.. giving them a budget and they shopped at bookshop and toy'r'us for stuff they wanted.. we had lunch in macdonalds which they all enjoyed.. last to end the shopping trip, thanks to minli, we all had a trip to the national museumn. it was an enriching experience where they saw the money and learnt the history of sg during the self guided tour.. they were exhausted by the end of the tour.. during the ride back, my youngest cousin was practically leaning on me and his eyes was closing. when he had a chance to sit, he lied on his sister's lap and fell into deep sleep.. but it's so satisfying to see them having a good time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it was BBQ.. all those food.. helped set fire on one of the nights.. loved the drinks and food and company.. especially during family chalets, i get to hear stories of the past. how my grandparents were, how life was.. silly things that my mom and her siblings did.. having a good laugh.. then it was late nights and then u wake up at wadever time u wan in the morning.. life like this.. is so sinful.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's sad having to go home.. if only we can all stay together.. how much fun it will be.. back to work.. maybe having work life make u cherish and enjoy ur holiday better.. i suppose so.. next hols.. long weekend for new year.. then.. next yr.. go overseas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6005311208860660569?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6005311208860660569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=6005311208860660569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6005311208860660569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6005311208860660569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-christmas-slips-away.html' title='when christmas slips away'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-7834413714398277571</id><published>2009-12-15T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:08:15.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night cycling with christmas coming</title><content type='html'>just had night cycling over the weekend.. minus the cycling.. i was sitting on the safety lorry as usual due to parental reasons.. but i always enjoy it.. especially sitting at the back.. feeling the wind rush pass.. i accumulated 7 bruises and 2 cuts from the whole night.. from 9pm till 6am.. cox of lifting bikes up and down from the lorry... ha.. loser rite.. oh well.. didnt get home till like 12plus pm the next day.. super tired but it was all worth it.. saw partial sun rise at seletar dam.. jus enjoyed some scenes of the night in spore.. enjoyable..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christmas is coming and there is so much to do.. buying presents.. writing cards.. preparing for lots of things.. oh my... family chalet for 5 days.. just cant wait.. here i come holiday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-7834413714398277571?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/7834413714398277571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=7834413714398277571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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or holidays so mc are redundant.. and becox of where i am working now, it's sort of not ethical as the doc says to go back to work until i become not infectious.. haha.. so here am i serving my last day of mc.. feeling much better and i dun feel the fever lurking in me.. just that now, i have sort of a stiff neck (probably due to the endless sleeping) and a sort of blocked nose.. sore throat is getting better too!! yeah.. i cant wait to get back to work cox it piles up.. haha.. i have really been good these few days, cox i practically slept at home. after i got home from work 2 days ago, i just got into shivers.. i even wore my jacket which i haven really touched since i came back to sg. i pop a panodol and went to bed at 8, drinking some soup for dinner only. i felt really sick. the next morn, i had aches all over with a fever still there. so i went to the doc at 9am.. thinking that gp would be faster than the polyclinic.. but NO.. i waited for 3 hrs before i got the see the doc.. wasted my time where i could have been lying in bed.. anyway.. sleep is great.. i'm feeling better.. yippee.. hopefully i'm all set for sat nite cycling..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-4836611731945852892?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4836611731945852892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=4836611731945852892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/4836611731945852892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/4836611731945852892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/12/mc-for-2-days.html' title='mc for 2 days'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-6464236005307160158</id><published>2009-12-01T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:56:05.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home alone</title><content type='html'>i've been home alone since last thurs.. and i've been on a roller coaster ride.. it was pretty exciting to have the whole house to myself.. nv really had that experience except when i was in aust and all my housemates were somewhere else except in sydney. but i was nv alone for more than 2 days.. this time my parents are gone for 8 days and my bro whom i seldom see went with them too.. though he is back but i also dunno where he has gone.. oh well.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home alone started with 2 groups of friends staying over.. my colleagues and ml and hf.. it was great spending time with them.. either watching tv or just doing stuff.. lying in the living room was great.. until the lizard appeared on sunday nite.. which is driving me nuts.. i tried ignoring it cox it disappear out of sight from the kitchen.. but yesterdae it appeared again!! i tried using a vacuum cleaner to suck it away.. but i think it is too heavy to be sucked it.. it was running and flying all over the place that it was freaking me out.. i stationed myself in the kitchen when it ran to the fridge.. i waited till my bro came home.. we attempted to sucked it in again but it escaped into the store room and it's impossible to find it now.. i'm highly paranoid about it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bro did meet me for dinner today.. so sad.. had dinner wif colleague before coming home to an empty house again.. cant wait for my parents to be back sia.. i wanna go holiday too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6464236005307160158?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6464236005307160158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=6464236005307160158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6464236005307160158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6464236005307160158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-alone.html' title='home alone'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-3089228619226122968</id><published>2009-11-24T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:44:31.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i jus dunno why</title><content type='html'>i guess those who knows me well.. who reads my blog.. would understand why i blog.. and when i do blog, they would roughly know the type of stuff they would read.. i suppose so and hope so.. i did attempt to have a blog to just include bits and pieces of my life.. but it kinda failed cox i only blog during certain occasions.. oh well.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.. i jus feel uneasy.. unable to calm myself.. upset about something that i dunno wat.. just feel like talking out but dun feel like talking.. feel like attaining a feeling when the wind blows against your face when you run, or when u stand at the top of a mountain and see the faraway land, or just burying my face in the pool and hold my breath for that few seconds..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my procrastination is back.. i know.. but i've got no motivation.. just feel so lethargic.. where's the drive i had.. feel like screaming into my pillow or maybe just cry abit tonight to get that unwanted feeling out.. kind of suffocating that i'm not sure what i want to do.. how.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-3089228619226122968?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/3089228619226122968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=3089228619226122968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3089228619226122968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3089228619226122968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-jus-dunno-why.html' title='i jus dunno why'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-7095138763333889461</id><published>2009-11-06T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:45:34.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's another month.. coming to 3 months since i started working&lt;div&gt;how do i describe the life i had for the past 3 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoyable fun learning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think i haven been this happy for a long time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not sure if it's cox of the environment and i choose to be this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe i am really feeling better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;above all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm glad i smile more, laugh more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;songs still remind me of the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things still evoke those hidden memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memories bring back emotions i avoid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i am still happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can live with those emotions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-7095138763333889461?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/7095138763333889461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=7095138763333889461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/7095138763333889461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/7095138763333889461'/><link rel='alternate' 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they get busy they wished they had more time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dun even really know what i am talking about now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today has been busy.. alot different since dunno when..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am happy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to see the smiles on others' faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then again i wonder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what can i do for them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will find a way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care k..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u will know what to do when the time comes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-2134455402801196457?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-14483136.post-2778910013984795053</id><published>2009-09-23T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:48:47.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how do you tell your hand to move&lt;div&gt;when you cant lift that finger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how do you get out of bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with all hands tied down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how do you tell your feeling inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when not more than 1 sound comes out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please don't leave me alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come see me everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my eyes tells the story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you read it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll share a secret with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only if u see it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just come back again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really want to see you 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title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-4720945488349458318</id><published>2009-09-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:54:36.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work till now</title><content type='html'>it has been 4 weeks since i started on my job.. time flies pretty fast.. surprisingly.. orientation lasts 4 weeks.. so have been observing the other therapists and helping out here and there.. saw a couple of new cases yesterdae and had them booked into my template.. woo hoo.. case to call my own.. but work is tiring.. i have to sleep at least like 7 hours so that i wont feel tired.. kids are definitely not easy to handle.. but i am enjoying work a lot.. colleagues are really nice ppl.. really having fun with them.. but sometimes, i just question my capabilities.. haix.. but i'll just treat everyday as a learning experience.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday is a challenge.. how do u approach the kid, how to talk to their parents.. how to provide the correct advice.. and what to do.. guess some of it comes with experience.. u just somehow know what to do by observing, asking and trying.. there is no one perfect way cause every kid or person is different.. they response differently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;september is really a packed month.. most of my wkends are filled with events, meetings.. and work of course.. some how times flies.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got lots of movies i wanna watch.. up, the proposal, 下到笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think my mind is kinda random now.. just typing out things that have been happening and how my mind are recalling those stuff.. bro just celebrated his 21st on fri with a party.. fun.. haha.. like those photos we took.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i have weird ppl doing weird things again.. oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-4720945488349458318?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4720945488349458318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=4720945488349458318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/4720945488349458318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/4720945488349458318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/09/work-till-now.html' title='work till now'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-8771950372870872228</id><published>2009-08-05T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:51:17.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lots of vivo and movies</title><content type='html'>spent most of last wk out of home..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met xian on mon cause she finally got a week break kind of thing.. haven seen her that happy or lively in a long while.. probably since at aust.. haven seen or hear her laugh that happily.. thanks to that person who called her.. hehehe.. met her at ikea.. then we ate at there for lunch.. didnt realise that their soft drinks are refillable now.. haha.. sounds so singaporean now.. then we went vivo to catch our 3d movie.. watched ice age 3.. it's pretty funny to a certain extent.. the plot was predictable.. that squirrel looking dinosaur-aged animal was still hunting down its acorn.. now with abit of challenge.. haha.. but it was cool to watch it in 3d.. and UP seems interesting.. the boy scout is so cute... how cool to carry a gps instead of a map..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wed met up with some of my pri sch classmates for dinner at vivo again.. it was great catching up with them.. chatted a lot.. found out what some of them were doing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thurs met sarah and kiam for dim sum buffet at dragon gate.. hahaha.. finally after we had talked about it for ages.. but kiam had a rough night of clubbing.. so he was having a hangover and he ate not alot.. then we were bored so we went to watch Hangover.. cox kiam said it was recommended by his friend.. haha.. it was quite funny.. not the expected kind of plot.. but i think it was be freaky for something to happen like that on ur wedding day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday.. went to hospital for a short interview with my future boss.. abit scary and screwed it up slightly.. cant believe my memory is failing me ever so fast.. then met wan ting for the day.. haha she took leave.. we went to watch harry potter and we changed seats.. hahaha.. i tot it was kinda funny and enjoyed it.. though the story flow isnt that great.. realise i forgotten part of the story already.. then we met steph and jiemin at jp for tea.. hehe so nice to talk to them.. they will be working in the same place so they were talking about work.. thinking about it is kinda fearful.. after that wan ting and i went to kbox for 3 hours.. haha it was great.. felt so much better after singing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat went for national day dinner.. the task of making sure the cake reaches the stage is not easy esp for sch a big cake.. ha.. but the food and service was a disappointment.. shall not go into details.. some of the entertainment was not bad esp the live band.. then minli and jeff said let's go kbox.. haha.. great fun.. we went till 3 am.. saw some drunkards.. but heard some great voices.. saw some great dance moves.. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;probably starting work soon.. going to HR again tmr to sign my employment letter.. working 5 days 8am-5.30pm, working every 3 saturdays.. i nd to find my passion back again.. bro's down with symptoms of h1n1.. so back at home.. i dun wan to fall sick.. how funny would that be.. been having this persistent cough even after i recovered.. xian bdae coming up.. bro's 21st coming up.. lots to look forward to.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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-14483136.post-7729610358844589794</id><published>2009-07-25T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:45:55.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music and food</title><content type='html'>i've been doing stuff for the upcoming bgm.. looking at retro music cox the theme is retro and i'm helping out with one of the games.. then while looking at songs on youtube, i chanced upon this video.. somehow i just stopped and watched the video.. identified a few good singers.. that's probably how it is in the past.. the video somehow portrayed this warmth though it was produced like so long back.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ne7fPpxAnuM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ne7fPpxAnuM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a busy 2 weeks.. after i recovered, went out to meet up with friends and family.. played badminton twice, visited ubin twice.. met up with yec, jc, poly and scout friends.. i am constantly reminded on how lucky i am.. to be surrounded by people i love and who care for me..went to this restaurant at tanglin mall with ms khoo recently, think it's called chillis or something.. it's a pretty nice place with good and large portion food.. yums.. will go back there again.. and their drinks are like free flow.. went to lao beijing yesterdae for their high tea buffet.. but it was a total disappointment.. esp for a restaurant under the tlg.. the deep fried custard buns, hot and sour soup and almond jelly was nice but the rest.. haix.. isnt quite worth mentioning.. esp the xiao long bao and siew mai.. totally horrendous..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-7729610358844589794?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/7729610358844589794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=7729610358844589794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sure why.. but i was eager to watch it.. but being sick, i didnt want to stay up late to watch it live.. so i got mum to record it.. in the end.. i woke up at 1 plus with a very sore throat and i contemplated turning on the tv.. but i didnt.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i woke up at 5 plus to light coming out of the bathroom and a sms.. i decided to just get up and starting watching the memorial service.. it was simple and touching.. just see the person who u want to remember of. how much deed he has done.. really.. seeing him in a different light.. away from the bad news.. away from what he is not.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;songs like 'i'll be there', 'childhood', 'you're not alone' and 'gone too soon' will always remind me of how great a person he ever was.. how much he has left behind.. in the hearts of many.. affected the lives of many.. each song tells a story.. a story so deep u can only hear it if u listen.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-2415899090861402310?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/2415899090861402310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=2415899090861402310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/2415899090861402310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/2415899090861402310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/07/passing-of-legend.html' title='the passing of a legend'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-4623171323262613965</id><published>2009-07-06T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:22:40.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wedding just got better</title><content type='html'>the wedding is finally over.. and my cousin no longer carries the same surname as me.. haha.. ok..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had a crazy week last week.. slept at unearthly hours.. once even at 5am and woke up at 9am.. just because of all the preparations i had to do.. minli even asked me if i was the one getting married.. things i was incharged of.. their growing up video, the emcee script, helping my cousin with her dressing and everything else, buying all the tortue stuff for the 姐妹 and lastly contacting the couple's friends and family to make a surprise video for them.. at the end of the day.. i coordinated part of the prog and i'm happy it all turn out well.. so happy to see my family.. all my nephews and nieces.. such fun to play with them.. when will be the next time where we will meet again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking in front of 600 ppl wasnt easy but i'm glad i manage to pull it off.. probably i was even too tired to feel scare or nervous.. i made my cousin cry with my video.. haha.. so proud of myself.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weirdly enough.. stuff i bought to wear in the evening didnt fit like they did.. the dress was abit loose, the shoes was surprising bigger.. i was totally sian diao.. well at least the dress didnt fall off or i sprain my ankle.. but the necklaces and bracelet that hazel made was really nice.. it caught my other cousin's attention.. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only downside to it all is that now.. i am kinda self-quarantined at home.. i developed a fever jus hours after the wedding ended.. and the fever came with a painful throat.. at first i thought it was just due to the lack of sleep and heatedness.. but today i still had fever, a sore throat and headaches and body aches.. and the doc was kinda blur to not know the diagnosis.. so he ask me to not go out until i get well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i think with the time at home, i should continue with the packing of my room.. haha.. and hope i get better by sat.. i already had to cancel all my appts for the week.. but i have a 21st bdae party to attend this sat.. which i dun wanna miss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-14483136.post-4211230019890516597</id><published>2009-06-25T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:51:05.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>london no more</title><content type='html'>yesterdae i made a relatively impt decision for myself and holidays.. haha ok it's not as serious as it seems.. for those close enough would have known my intentions of hopping over to london for a grad trip.. cox my kor is there and my family friend isnt getting any younger.. above all i get free accommodation in london and birmingham area.. and the exchange rates are so gd now.. oh well.. yesterdae's shopping has decided that i shouldnt be going london.. not this year probably.. with all the h1n1 around.. it'll just make starting work complicated i guess.. haha.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shopping last nite has resulted in a rather expensive trip.. i initiated buying a fridge for the house.. new one.. ha.. so my parents went out shopping.. on the list was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. fridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. fan for my room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. tv for my room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. cordless telephone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the above list of items was able to amount to a relatively big sum.. enough for a whole london trip i suppose.. so i'm staying in sg till work starts.. and maybe short trips.. hmmm the cordless telephone will really help in not having to climb down the steps of the bed when the phone rings when i am sleeping.. a fan to put on the bed so i can slp without the aircon..tv to replace the old one.. and fridge.. jus a gift for my parents.. hahaha.. ok.. no money liao.. saving time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-14483136.post-1576061436826305888</id><published>2009-06-23T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:03:29.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back home</title><content type='html'>I'M BACK HOME!!.. ok.. i'm enjoying though it's just 2 days but i MISS AUSSIE'S WEATHER.. no blue skies, or bright sun or cold winters.. it's hot humid hazy singapore.. haha.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the past 2 weeks was hectic.. leaving me no time to blog.. rushed like 4 reports 2 weeks ago in a week.. then my parents and xian came over last week.. spent time with them so the rush with reports.. i didnt slp the night b4 they came over cox i wasnt done with the last report and i had to pack cox i was leaving the apartment too.. so by the time i finish my report was the time they touched down in sunny sydney.. haha.. was totally surprised i managed to survive the whole day.. taking a nap in the afternoon only.. managed to even wake up for dinner.. haha.. stayed in a serviced apartment with my parents and xian.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did a couple of things b4 coming back.. ATE like super alot.. rina i totally understand the part about the face looking like mooncake or fishball.. i went to hunter valley, blue mountains (again.. i'm like the only person that went there like 3 times in a year), whale watching.. and the usual touristy stuff.. i ate like ALOT!! everything i ate in the past yr.. all the ice creams and hot chocolates i haven drank in the past yr.. totally fattening.. visited star city.. and lost money to slot machines.. starred at ppl playing card games and many question marks popping up.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back in sg on sunday night.. and one day on.. i ATE alot again.. minli and jeff is keen in making me put on 5kg.. when i have to not put on weight cause i have to look like nice in 2 weeks time.. i already had bak chor mee, visited tampines 1 and marina barrage, ate laksa and poh pia and geyland tou hua.. almost had to down roti prata.. saved.. ok.. detox needed soon.. before another round of food hunt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-1576061436826305888?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1576061436826305888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=1576061436826305888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/1576061436826305888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/1576061436826305888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-home.html' title='back home'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-412342553322773571</id><published>2009-06-08T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:25:31.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回家前的感想</title><content type='html'>时间数一数，真得不多了&lt;div&gt;爸妈也要到了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;也就是说， 要回家了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当然会期待&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;期待的当儿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有莫名的伤感&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;留下的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不只是住了接近十个月的屋子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有学校，自由，还有玩乐的地方&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;能带回去的却是&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;与朋友之间的友情，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在这里的美好时光&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这几个月来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;对我来说&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是种考验&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;考验&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;自己的忍耐&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;自己的信仰&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;自己对未来的打算&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;过不久又要回家了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;面对的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是生命的另一个挑战&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;另一种环境&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;另一个给自己的考验&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-412342553322773571?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/412342553322773571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=412342553322773571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/412342553322773571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/412342553322773571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='回家前的感想'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-1975322258652592202</id><published>2009-05-24T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T02:41:01.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the week that passed</title><content type='html'>i had a great weekend last week cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;minli&lt;/span&gt; was here!! i met her at central station.. it was great to see her.. sense of relief of some sort.. min came with her friend.. then we headed back home.. the next morn we went to the markets and shop.. then we headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;min's&lt;/span&gt; uncle place for dinner.. i miss watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Filipino&lt;/span&gt; channel at min's place.. all those singing.. sunday we went to blue mts.. took the train there and hike lots.. took the blue mt explorer bus.. nice.. had ice cream up on the mts too.. love the view... mon we went to fish market.. hehe.. lots of oysters and salmon sashimi!! then we had lindt chocolate drink.. yums.. then we walked around town.. then headed to the opera house during the evening for the nutcracker.. so nice.. live music.. the next morning.. a day i dreaded cause min was leaving!! oh well.. i will see her back in spore like soon.. hehe.. when she was here, got to chat with her like tons.. missed talking to her.. we slept like at 3 plus everyday and woke up early.. but i enjoyed the time i spent with her.. more travels!! malacca??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait for xian to get here too.. come quick!! sch is like ending in a couple more weeks.. just last few assignments left.. think i will miss sch after this.. no more long holidays.. no more slacking so much doing nothing.. much more responsibility to take charge when i start work.. let me stay my role of a student a little while more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;心虽然沉重&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我期待的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;就要来了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;放下一切的不开心&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;等待未来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;该去睡了， 很晚了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-1975322258652592202?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1975322258652592202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=1975322258652592202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/1975322258652592202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/1975322258652592202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/05/week-that-passed.html' title='the week that passed'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-8373871000842730001</id><published>2009-05-14T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:48:12.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 23rd birthday</title><content type='html'>i had a blasting weekend leading up to my 23rd birthday.. i felt loved.. happy.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really have to thank my wonderful wonderful housemates, bixia and rina.. they are tremendous people in my life now.. they really put in effort to help me organise the picnics and surprise party.. sometimes, i wonder what will i do without them.. my life probably lack the laughter, smiles.. life away from home isnt easy, they make it really seem so much better.. think i contradict myself at times.. but i am really thankful for having them in my life esp now.. thanks for ur laughter, smiles, silly conversations, caring gestures and listening ear.. will so miss living with you guys.. and one more month to go only.. there's still so many things we have to do for sch, so many things we wanna do together.. let's treasure the last moments..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my 23rd bdae started with me knowing of a planned picnic.. we had lots of home made food.. baked and what not.. jus the kind of picnic i wanted.. on the green grass.. eating, laughing playing games.. not too hot, not too cold.. just the right company.. no ants or mud on the picnic maps.. hee.. then the whole chain of surprises started.. after the picnic, the plan was to go home and watch movie and eat pop corn.. i was looking forward to watching a movie.. jus simple and nice.. but when we got home, in the total darkness i saw a light from the kitchen and i tot the kitchen was on fire.. i was the first to step forward to take a closer look.. then these whole bunch of people appear from everywhere and a cake appeared in front of me.. so touched! and the cake i wanted to try.. then it was another party in the house.. and i was trying hard to get over the shock.. i dun normally get tricked.. well i didnt expect this one coming.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the midnight of my birthday.. bx and rina gave me another surprise.. i was watching F1 race on tv halfway.. we have a new housemate now called 小野.. proud production of bixia.. then rina showed me a video she made.. i tot it would be jus photos and the housemates messages.. BUT NO.. the messages were from everywhere.. my OT friends.. yec ppl and scout juniors.. while watching, i was on the verge of tearing.. really really so touched this time.. totally unexpected.. i was lost for words and could only managed a thank you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on my birthday, i chose to go to a tempanyaki restaurant for dinner.. it was totally shiok.. cause there was no one else.. we had personal chef and waitress.. and we had a surprise from them.. they gave me a mochi as a birthday cake.. so nice of them.. really enjoyed my time.. then the 3 of us went scouting for desserts.. thinking abt it.. i will miss the times where the 3 or 4 of us roam the streets of sydney.. looking at food and shopping, going kbox.. laughing and smiling.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.. THANK YOU to all friends and family for your well-wishes.. those still in sydney.. see you back in spore.. and those in spore.. see you guys soon.. one more month till xian and my parents come.. 1 more day till minli's arrival.. cant wait!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-8373871000842730001?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/8373871000842730001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=8373871000842730001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/8373871000842730001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/8373871000842730001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-23rd-birthday.html' title='my 23rd birthday'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-4374706960309154706</id><published>2009-05-06T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:39:14.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you love somebody</title><content type='html'>when you love somebody&lt;div&gt;what do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the small little things that sparkle up your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the simple words that melts your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the comforting hugs that relief you of stress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their familiar voice that calms your soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when all that is lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cry at the familiarity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;run away to hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bury yourself with piles of stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stare as the world goes by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will you then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;learn to stand up once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dry up those tears and smile again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;master the courage and live again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;live to love life a little more again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-4374706960309154706?l=lieme.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-14483136.post-6832492411961974469</id><published>2009-05-01T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:40:02.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>那一种的感觉又回来了&lt;br /&gt;好讨厌好讨厌的感觉&lt;br /&gt;眼泪也似乎要随着留下&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是累了吗？&lt;br /&gt;我真希望是&lt;br /&gt;能还有理由来安慰自己吗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起&lt;br /&gt;今晚我无法再压抑了&lt;br /&gt;就让我&lt;br /&gt;和以前那样入眠吧&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6832492411961974469?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6832492411961974469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>都变冷了&lt;br /&gt;也穿厚了&lt;br /&gt;在寒冷的一天&lt;br /&gt;走在街上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走在熟悉的街道&lt;br /&gt;想起以前和未来&lt;br /&gt;对着自己微笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把冰冷的手放在口袋&lt;br /&gt;把围巾包紧一点&lt;br /&gt;偶尔把手对搓&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天也暗了&lt;br /&gt;脚步也快了&lt;br /&gt;肚子也叫了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-4762164958234703978?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4762164958234703978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=4762164958234703978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/4762164958234703978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SeqVTbrNAmI/AAAAAAAAAdI/L6AOMpq-kSM/s200/DSC07277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326233670398050914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SeqVTGeibsI/AAAAAAAAAdA/GaL04fltYiU/s1600-h/DSC06781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SeqVTGeibsI/AAAAAAAAAdA/GaL04fltYiU/s200/DSC06781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326233664707784386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm back from my tassie adventure.. was there for approximately 7 days.. it was a great trip and the kind of trips i like.. close to nature and doing stuff relating to nature.. i enjoyed the sea, sand, trees, weather.. actually the whole lot from tassie.. still can rmb when i went there 5-6 years ago.. but the experience is really different this time.. lots more walks in nature reserve.. less tourist stuff.. i can just sit at the look out or a rock and stare at the scenery all day long.. looking at the vast open ocean.. no land in sight.. or sitting in a steam or disel train and enjoying the commentary of the history of the place. love learning about the culture of a place.. the slow pace of life.. there were days sarah and i lied down on the bench and stare into the night sky.. the stars above us was unbelievably beautiful.. we camped out in the cold just to see a shooting star and i think we managed to spot a few..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on this time, i think i saw and heard many things.. understood many things.. loved life more i suppose.. now i know more than just the orion belt or trees in the nature parks have specific names.. life is possibly aint as simple as it seems.. or not as complicated as we think it is..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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type='text'>what songs do to you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;好幾次我們抱著彼此都是想要哭 妳常解釋這樣的一切都只是開始 我覺得是所有的一切早就已結束&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left, just left me cold and out of breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;在你的身後 計算的步伐 每個背影 每個場景 都有發過的夢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to say / I never meant to feel this way / Don't want to be / Alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;淚水 將我淹沒 到底誰該難過 究竟 是誰放掉 這段感情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know the end, Well I’d do it all again / ‘Cause I got a lifetime in, while you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;能不能將你的樣子都忘掉 捨不捨得愛 讓我控制不了 只想要 把你擁抱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard not to hear but they talk so loudly / Their piercing sounds fill my ears try to fill me with doubt / Yet I know that the goal is to keep me from falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;太多疑问知道答案又如何 原来容忍不需要天份&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you hide among the nameless and forgotten / Why do you walk along these long forsaken roads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有話就說　有夢就做　有時候　愛不必理由   猶豫是緣份最可怕的殺手！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here / If I just lay here / Would you lie with me / And just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font_Lyrics"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;愉快不能夠假裝快樂 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font_Lyrics"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;你心中有寬闊的天空 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font_Lyrics"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;但空氣好稀薄  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to hurry when I'm making up my mind / You can turn off the sun but I'm still gonna shine and I'll tell you why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-297480667338993949?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/297480667338993949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=297480667338993949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/297480667338993949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/297480667338993949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-songs-do-to-you.html' title='what songs do to you..'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-8029729821750901779</id><published>2009-03-31T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:31:06.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i up to..</title><content type='html'>been a busy week... and more busy week to come.. just finished one of my report.. but i exceeded by 1000 word for the word count.. oh well.. i already cut down by 1000 words already.. tmr going to stay over at sarah's place again to complete our work report due on fri.. and also prepare for our meeting with our fieldwork project organisation.. busy busy busy.. luckily our hands report is like almost done.. left final editing.. then hand case studies due next thurs.. then is easter break week.. yeah!!! off to tasmania on friday!!! cant wait for the week long holiday.. with sarah and kiam.. fun fun fun.. cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things happen the past week.. some good some bad.. really hope u'll be ok.. take care when u r back.. we'll be fine with the work back here.. had a few gatherings the past week.. after the bbq at our place..we had a dessert party at the PT's place.. haha.. lots of food.. brownies, quiche, bo bo cha cha, ice blended drinks.. and we played cranium.. which can like take up to 2 hours to play! then we went to friends' house for their house warming.. got curry to eat.. haha.. and we played cranium again.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.. i'm not going to hk this yr as yet.. haha.. xian coming over to syd to find me.. she'll be flying in with my parents.. then i'll bring them around.. my last look at sydney and meet up with uncle robert b4 going back.. home sweet home is tentative on 21st june.. actually it's set.. hahaha.. my mom changed my tickets anyway.. before that.. minli's coming over!!! haha.,.. in may.. we can celebrate our bdae.. haha.. weather is getting colder.. haha.. minli will be happy to hear that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i'm tired from a 4 hr lesson today.. made splints.. which is kinda different method that we were taught last time.. nvm.. not enough time to finish anyway.. 3 splints in like 2 hrs??.. one of it was dorsal blocking splint some more.. 50 ppl sharing 4 heating pans.. not enough.. oh well... tmr's lesson is probably worse.. lesson is 9am-5pm.. die liao.. i wanna eat ice cream.. haha.. ok too random..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh ya, happy belated birthday!&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/14483136-8029729821750901779?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/8029729821750901779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=8029729821750901779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/8029729821750901779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/8029729821750901779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-am-i-up-to.html' title='what am i up to..'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-6696289365157113329</id><published>2009-03-19T07:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:02:39.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>falling sick</title><content type='html'>falling sick isnt exactly the greatest thing to happen when u r in a foreign land.. ok la.. i am not exactly in foreign land.. this is currently my second home now.. but still away from family.. luckily still got friends.. after starting this semester.. my immune system was somehow weaker than ever.. had a bulk of stomach probs when i first arrived.. then had sore throat after bbq.. then now like getting a flu with all those body aches.. haha.. well done melissa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bx and rina asked me what i wanna do for bdae this yr.. it's still 2 months away.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;minli's coming the week after my bdae.. fun fun fun.. we can celebrate our birthdays.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch a play tonight at the opera house.. called the alchemist.. exciting.. then tmr have a interview to do.. staying over at sarah's place.. busy weekend.. BUT i going to tasmania soon.. yeah.. going with wan ying, sarah and shixian.. cant wait.. firstly to get well soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6696289365157113329?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6696289365157113329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=6696289365157113329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6696289365157113329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6696289365157113329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/03/falling-sick.html' title='falling sick'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-1055035531048961806</id><published>2009-03-12T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:42:08.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she once touched your heart&lt;br /&gt;so deeply so pure&lt;br /&gt;did you feel that way&lt;br /&gt;the way she did&lt;br /&gt;towards you and only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he couldnt love another&lt;br /&gt;lost in a world of his own&lt;br /&gt;sitting at the same spot&lt;br /&gt;the spot where he last saw her&lt;br /&gt;holding something&lt;br /&gt;that deeply binds them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he and she hopes to turn back the clock&lt;br /&gt;if only they can&lt;br /&gt;she lies there as calm as she always had&lt;br /&gt;he sits there with memories he cant let go&lt;br /&gt;what will happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a flower slowly withers away&lt;br /&gt;black hair turns to grey&lt;br /&gt;wrinkles appear&lt;br /&gt;but he still loves her&lt;br /&gt;and she always knows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-1055035531048961806?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1055035531048961806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=1055035531048961806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/1055035531048961806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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going back early.. muahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat went to surry hills market.. cool market selling lots of vintage stuff.. then evening we camped out for mardi gras parade along oxford st.. it was an eye opener definitely.. saw many things.. experienced many things.. many thought provoking instances while watching the parade.. many whys and wows.. some things i still have yet to understand.. but this parade showed how open the whole thing was.. everyone was fighting for a right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming to aussie to study.. i have to admit i haven made much local friends but this study trip has definitely increase my number of singaporean friends.. haha.. sat the gp of us went out together with a friend's cousin and her friends.. haha.. nice knowing them.. then we met the PTs at the parade.. some of them i didnt even talk to when i was in poly.. some i only got to know them during the day camp last yr.. haha.. nice making friends every now and then.. really miss the the scouting days where i got to know people from all walks of life.. really made quite a few friends that till this day i still keep in contact with... and some of them are really nice.. hehe.. whenever i need advice can always talk to them.. like big brothers and sisters.. i miss the days of hanging out after events or campfires and just talk into the night.. somehow nothing to worry about.. just laughter and joy.. thank you.. i also miss my bus rides to sch.. whether to nj or poly.. meeting someone on the bus is always a highlight.. then can chit chat the way to sch.. share experiences or events or study.. or jus not talk.. it's the company that makes a difference..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-2453126025465125962?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/2453126025465125962/comments/default' 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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-14483136.post-7512991282924830618</id><published>2009-03-05T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:31:58.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time table</title><content type='html'>think i more or less finalise my time table for this semester.. hehe hoho haha.. the outcome is a 2 day sch week.. for 3 modules all of which have 4 hours either lecture only or lecture cum tutorial.. tues is lesson fr 1-5pm.. then wed is 9am-5pm with no lunch break.. seriously who planned this kind of time table.. but anyway.. it's a choice i made.. so no end of semester exams for me.. muahaha.. one reason i chose these modules.. so all assignment and reports based.. which is kinda hectic cos i have datelines every week.. but think the lessons gonna be interesting and fun.. taking a hands module, an intellectual disability module and a occ, health and safety rehab module.. the last dateline as of now is on week 15, 15 june 09.. it's also basically the start of exam week i think.. but if i settle the assignment early, i can pack my bags early too.. woo hoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now gonna make arrangements for tansmania trip with wan ying and sarah, other travel plans too.. xian wanna go hk.. minli coming over.. plan to go london? met this really nice lady on the flight back.. she offered to bring me around if i go london.. so tempted now.. haha.. see ba.. then there is jie's wedding to settle.. ha.. exciting year..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-7512991282924830618?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/7512991282924830618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>that lump in my mouth miraculously disappeared last thurs.. it probably exploded while i was asleep.. so i tot everything is settled since the past few days it seems to be healing.. until now when i feel the stupid lump appearing again.. haha.. weird.. now i really wonder if surgery will work.. oh well.. will decide when i get back spore.. now more sian diao by my stomach.. it's been hurting since coming back.. it starting hurting on the plane.. it's more or less better than yesterdae.. at least it doesnt hurt as bad now.. jus taking care of what i am eating now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. thanks to ppl who messaged on sun nite.. and minli &amp;amp; albert for sending me off.. see you guys in 3 months.. hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-8250603019955589753?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-14483136.post-6216076800585005028</id><published>2009-02-27T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:47:17.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a tiring day today.. i was given the task to pack the rest of the stuff in my room into boxes cause the renovations are starting soon.. well.. i take lots of time to do it.. cause i go through every single item.. haha.. especially those with notes where i will read them.. and if it gets interesting, i'll spend even more time reading it.. haha.. so much for having so little things to pack already.. i'm disappointed that i didnt throw much things away.. argh.. i still have so many things.. oh my.. every thing supposedly have some sentimental value and i cant find a reason to throw it away yet.. even stuff back from pri sch.. i still contemplating on whether i should really keep.. haha.. all those memories.. i am still thinking if i should just throw away that stack of magazine that i haven look through or should i jus throw them away.. tough decision for me but definitely not for my mom.. she'll just dispose of them quite quickly.. i still cant believe i have so many things.. most of the boxes are mine.. sian.. i nd to be organised in some way... hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sushi buffet with minli.. totally bloated... haha now i totally hooked on korean version of 流星花园 ... i went to the airport late becox of the show.. hahaha.. luckily minli took her time at the duty free and her trouble with tequila.. hahaha.. had popeye.. and we chatted at gloria jean's.. the drink i had there reaffirmed my decision on why i dont drink gloria jean's stuff.. not nice at all... going back aussie soon... cant wait to quickly finish my study.. looking forward to minli coming to visit and do a bit of travelling with her and wanying they all.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While You Loved Me by Rascal Flatts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever write the story of my life&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be suprised if you’re where it begins&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I’d have to dedicate every line on every page&lt;br /&gt;To the memories we made, while you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born the day you kissed me&lt;br /&gt;And I died inside the night you left me&lt;br /&gt;But I lived, oh how I lived&lt;br /&gt; While you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d start with chapter one, love innocent and young&lt;br /&gt;As the morning sun on a new day&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know the end, Well I’d do it all again&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I got a lifetime in, while you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born the day you kissed me&lt;br /&gt;And I died inside the night you left me&lt;br /&gt;But I lived, oh how I lived&lt;br /&gt; While you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;liked this song the day my bro introduced me to it.. initally i only noticed the melody.. then when i heard it one day on my ipod.. it caught my attention.. &lt;/span&gt;初恋应该是这种感觉的吧...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6216076800585005028?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6216076800585005028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=6216076800585005028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6216076800585005028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6216076800585005028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/02/had-tiring-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-5130579430555498544</id><published>2009-02-26T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:04:40.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a busy week.. mon had supper with zhilong @ blooie's roadhouse then huifang and jeff joined us.. then tues met up with xian, bernard and jinhui @ vivo.. hehe got to eat marche.. then we went to west coast park .. haha.. been a long time since i played at the playground.. it was nice catching up with the guys.. then yesterdae met up with wan ting, huifang and xiaojia at shokudo.. we had ben and jerrys too.. hehehe.. jus been fun.. gonna go airport later to meet minli cox she's coming back from vietnam.. yeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-5130579430555498544?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/5130579430555498544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=5130579430555498544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/5130579430555498544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/5130579430555498544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-7720831056362733194</id><published>2009-02-24T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:36:41.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a 3 day sch week.. yeah.. that's if i dont change one module.. if i change then it'll be a 2 day week.. hmmm... but long weekends.. yeah.. i'm already thinking about 3 months later.. shiok.. last wk in spore before going back.. kinda sian.. but changed flight time on sun to night time.. hee.. cox no sch on mon.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a doctor yesterdae cox got a lump in my mouth.. a 3mm in diameter lump.. doc say it's jus a mucus or gland accumulation.. nothing to worry about cox not cancerous.. unless it becomes painful or it starts growing bigger or it bleeds then suppose to go back to see him.. he say to get rid of it is only through surgery.. ha.. must got see surgeon some more.. go back aust then see how.. hopefully nothing of the above 3 happens then can liao..pray hard.. haha.. no worries la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-7720831056362733194?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/7720831056362733194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=7720831056362733194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;为什么带来的是&lt;br /&gt;莫名的感伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一种为何无法放下的东西&lt;br /&gt;一直缠绕着不脱身&lt;br /&gt;但又曾想过&lt;br /&gt;这一切是自己的选择&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Could Be Happy by Snow Patrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be happy&lt;br /&gt;And i won't know&lt;br /&gt;But you weren't happy&lt;br /&gt;The day i watched you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the things&lt;br /&gt;That i wish i had not said,&lt;br /&gt;Are played in loops&lt;br /&gt;Till it's madness in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it too late to remind you&lt;br /&gt;How we were?&lt;br /&gt;But not our last days of silent&lt;br /&gt;Screaming blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of what i remember&lt;br /&gt;Makes me sure&lt;br /&gt;I should have stopped you from walking&lt;br /&gt;Out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be happy&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are&lt;br /&gt;You made me happier&lt;br /&gt;Than I'd been by far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow everything&lt;br /&gt;I own smells of you&lt;br /&gt;And for the tiniest moment&lt;br /&gt;It's all not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the things&lt;br /&gt;That you always wanted to&lt;br /&gt;Without me there to hold you back&lt;br /&gt;Don't think just do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you girl&lt;br /&gt;Take a glorious bite&lt;br /&gt;Out of the whole world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-2536639943678245691?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/2536639943678245691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=2536639943678245691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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almost everyone in class who is in spore turned up.. truly a great turn out.. thanks wt.. hehe.. had dinner @ fish &amp;amp; co.. really great to catch up with friends.. realise most of our topics are on work.. haha.. then we hang around at esplanade till 11 plus.. almost missed the last bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on sat morning.. met hf and jeff for a day of sporting.. haha.. we went east coast to cycle.. from east coast and almost to changi beach.. around 30km back and fro.. haha.. it was a great experience.. hadnt cycle in a while and the new park connector is worth exploring.. by the time we got back, it was 3 hours of cycling.. we headed down to changi village for nasi lemak.. haha.. then we went to upp east coast rd area for tea.. we found a cheesecake shop with great ambience but ok cakes.. then we went back to west mall to find minli.. after kopi and bread in which i gave up eating, i headed back home for dinner.. was really tired that night.. but really liked the exercise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sun morn, met minli and jeff for running at west coast park before yec meeting.. hf rode down to the park to meet us.. hehe..though my muscle was aching for the previous day exercise.. but just running for a while was fun.. hehe.. the sights and sounds of the park was enjoying.. after meeting, the group of us went to check out prices for the genting retreat then we went to jp for arcade.. haha.. it was like ages since i went into an arcade.. lots of new and exciting stuff around.. then got to eat old chang kee.. hehe.. then went to hort park with minli and jeff after she studied.. got a really nice looking restaurant there.. the sun set lighting was really nice.. maybe a potential place for bgm.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the week to come and the weekend.. more exercising!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-14483136.post-383697484651221906</id><published>2009-02-13T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:26:21.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life like this</title><content type='html'>think when i am pissed off.. people not close shouldnt quite bother me.. cause they may end up in a worse state then what they imagine themselves to be in...when i am in a foul mood, i should just keep to myself and cool myself down.. think i found a way to keep my spirits up.. thought they are simple things but i really been enjoying myself these few days.. maybe i just pampered, get to do things i want, get to eat things i want.. things i had eaten that was specially cooked: satay chicken, popiah, jelly, braised pig trotters, si chuan veg soup, abalone.. still got chicken curry.. hahaha.. still got lots more that i have eaten from cny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is great now.. days when i dont feel like staying at home, i just hop on a bus and go to my aunt's house for food and playing with little kid.. haha.. such a joy.. reading comic.. what else to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch the curious case of benjamin button.. not worth watching.. next movie please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-383697484651221906?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/383697484651221906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=383697484651221906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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like a quiet event where only a few family and friends were present.. sang a few christian songs as my granduncle converted to one.. what makes my whole time there so familiar was that my granduncle looked like my grandpa.. my grandpa had a photograph similar to the one he had.. and my grandpa looked like him the last time i saw him.. seeing the older generation slower passed away is really quite depressing.. there's only 2 left on my father's side.. then it'll be my father's generation who will be in their 70s..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-3754467211227822056?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/3754467211227822056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder if i have lost myself these few years..&lt;br /&gt;maybe last yr's resolution should be kept for this yr too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-3493048468313461690?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/3493048468313461690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=3493048468313461690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3493048468313461690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3493048468313461690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-i-wonder-if-i-have-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-3475652733850813668</id><published>2009-02-02T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:35:19.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back home</title><content type='html'>life back in spore is great.. spend many quality time with my family and friends.. eat lots of home cooked food and played with cousins, nephews and nieces, and random kids.. just really blessed that i got to eat what i want.. then spend time with family, lazing around.. meeting up with friends.. probably got some more to meet up with but yeah.. just enjoy time back..&lt;div 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was tired and part of me was just thinking of the end.. but the scenery is just breath-taking.. never regret having to climb all the way up and around just to catch the view.. memories..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-777864889039509792?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/777864889039509792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=777864889039509792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/777864889039509792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/777864889039509792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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from the lack of sleep.. and being stubborn on not getting a fan.. just a few more weeks to the end of summer.. i managed 1 month of summer without a fan already.. weather is just weird here.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is so much to look forward to in 2009.. more travelling: hawaii, more around aust, maybe even london.. maybe visits?? hopefully the plan for minli to come will become reality.. of course going back home.. i'm sooo sooo looking forward to it.. then there is diane jie's wedding.. then starting of work.. a whole new life experience.. been thinking maybe i was too pampered all my life that i dont have a work experience.. ever.. at such an age.. maybe i should be ashame in a way.. not even a simple experience.. had spent all my holidays volunteering.. but surviving on my own money.. hmmm.. would going to work have made my life a little different? maybe i wouldnt be studying what i am doing now.. maybe i wouldnt have a goal in life.. but then.. do i really have one now? back to what i look forward to in 2009.. definitely graduation.. and all those food i can get my hands on to when i am back.. glutton is coming back soon.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe 2009 started with a little excitement here and there.. there were losses and gains.. not me alone.. those that my friends experience.. it would have been great to be by their side.. made new friends and maybe lost.. talked to my bro a couple of times, everytime i hope he was here to hug me.. then my kor complaining about his exams and teaching me life experiences.. talking to xian, min and yw.. time pass faster that way.. exciting stuff like friends getting married, people who may be les.. oh my.. so much for just the start of the year.. then i started jogging.. thanks bx for pushing me.. ha.. i nv ever go jogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..if you just take what you see as it is, you will never see the truth..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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year'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-4207029405920683955</id><published>2008-12-30T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:13:06.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as the year comes to an end</title><content type='html'>as the year comes to an end, one just spend some quiet time alone reflecting on what has happened the past year and projecting on the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for 2008.. after a rough  year in 2007.. 2008 came as something i looked forward to.. as it was filled with lots of exciting things... somehow.. 2008 became a year where i did what i wanted, lead more of a life i wanted.. somehow after the 21 mark, i was given more choices, made more decisions.. in a way, i kind of didnt really care more, didnt think more.. but really.. my number one resolution was never to feel like 2007.. and i am glad.. i did most of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that happened in 2008:&lt;br /&gt;- FYP presentation&lt;br /&gt;- graduation&lt;br /&gt;- travelling: Taiwan, Thailand, Australia&lt;br /&gt;- studying abroad; managing a home, life.. having great housemates..&lt;br /&gt;- spent lots of holidays away from home: christmas, new year, birthdays..&lt;br /&gt;- spent time with family and friends; found back friends..&lt;br /&gt;and many more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just feel so happy now.. life's getting better.. great isnt it.. half a yr more over here before studies come to an end and head back home.. lots more to look forward to.. all the travelling around here in aussie, to hawaii, maybe even further.. and then there'll be work.. get to see my family and friends again.. wedding to help out at.. maybe a whole new room.. lots of maybes..&lt;br /&gt;though memories comes back to haunt me every now and then, i get through them no matter what.. glad i have friends to talk to.. thanks guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to city for count down tmr.. something i planned to do ever since i knew i would study in sydney.. see the fireworks.. it suppose to coordinate with music on radio.. super exciting.. gonna camp out during the day to get a good spot.. will enter the new year 3 hrs faster than people back home..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-4207029405920683955?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4207029405920683955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=4207029405920683955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kor ask me wad's so merry about christmas.. i dunno how to answer him.. hope the exam stress goes away soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i'm tired.. feeling a little lifeless.. not enough slp and was abit stress about loading stuff online.. but it's christmas.. it was great to hear my family call last night.. heard my little cousin voice.. then my yec called during the weekend.. minli called last night too.. then xian sms.. yanwen's ppt slide.. bx's surprise gift.. uncle and aunt sent a gift.. all the little surprises during the week..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6928337826336811944?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6928337826336811944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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christmas dinner</title><content type='html'>christmas dinner.. first time it's not bbq after the past few years.. this year... had it earlier.. on the 22nd.. before rina goes back spore.. we had antipasto, mushroom soup, roasted chicken and potatoes, fish baked rice and cheescakes.. not forgetting the wines.. had shiraz and a reisling.. yum yum.. for the antipasto, we had olives (just love them), sundried tomatoes and feta cheese.. yum.. lumpy made mushroom soup.. my fav.. rina directed us for roasted chicken and fish baked rice.. hehe.. nice nice nice.. we bought sara lee cheesecake from woolys.. the after dinner talk was nice.. didnt realise that time flew by so quickly also.. by the time we washed up it was already 11 plus close to 12.. then we went to play sparklers.. haha.. after buying it since national day.. it was great fun.. gonna post the video up soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-14483136.post-5105430243819565102</id><published>2008-12-20T17:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T17:21:07.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>christmas is fast approaching.. this year is probably the first time i spend this festive season away from home.. first time i didnt shop as much.. first time i didnt send as many cards.. first time missing my family chalet.. i never quite understood why i liked christmas.. never quite remembered how i actually celebrated.. except for the photos that i have.. no bbqs or unless food.. no cousins to play with.. it's me and my friends here in aussie land.. a dinner.. maybe post xmas shopping sale..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does christmas mean to you?&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-14483136.post-2017585939309287884</id><published>2008-12-17T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:08:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's like this</title><content type='html'>life has yet again got me to ponder.. ponder on my plans for the future.. ponder on what i see myself as in years to come.. maybe ponder is not the word.. maybe it's change.. change of the plans for my future.. change in the ideal life i wanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is like the train tracks.. when one has done the servicing, the train will run smoothly.. like life.. sometimes, things just falls into place.. and life events happens smoothly like how you plan them to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, even though servicing is done, there may be a stone or rock out of place, or a screw out of the tracks.. this causes minor hiccups.. causing the train ride to be less than smooth.. a bump probably.. but it's ok.. the train still can run.. life still can go on.. a minor effect wouldnt hurt much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when this problem escalates, and is not noticed.. it becomes a major problem.. like a misalignment would result in the train being out of tracks.. an accident.. it causes serious damage.. one would wonder how do we deal with such a problem.. how can one deal with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is suppose to help with the healing.. clearing the damage, repairing the tracks.. getting a new train.. time is suppose to do it all.. oh well.. for trains, it does really happens this way.. but in life.. does it always happen? maybe when one chooses to stay in the pile of wreckage, time doesnt change anything.. it makes life standstill.. the way one choose life to be.. the clearing, the repairing can be tough.. too much to handle at times.. there will be times when one wonder why we bother doing it.. we question ourselves on why we bother to do such a thing.. living life in a wreckage and gaining sympathy from whoever is around.. but then again.. isnt it better to pick oneself up and start afresh.. lots of tolerance.. lots of patience.. lots of believing is involved.. to just go through the whole process and recover, it may take hours, it may take years.. it's the first step that is really important..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long will one take? who have the answer to that question? everyone is different.. i wish i had known the answer.. i wish i could see the future of my life.. i wish i knew what would happen.. wishes like these wont come true.. what will? wishing for things? i dont really want them or need them.. there are probably many things in life that we want.. why is it that the one thing we dont really want now keeps appearing.. the harder one tries to forget, the more one thinks of it.. please go away.. you are meant to be kept deep inside and never to be mentioned.. why.. go away will you.. the last thing i want is to go around in circles..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-2017585939309287884?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/2017585939309287884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=2017585939309287884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/2017585939309287884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/2017585939309287884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/12/lifes-like-this.html' title='life&apos;s like this'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-4380121295865717966</id><published>2008-12-17T10:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:27:51.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song List updated part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;离开我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;袁惟任&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;好听&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;许茹芸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;一颗心交给谁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;品冠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Time After Time by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;林凡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;秋天别来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;侯湘婷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;说走就走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;黎沸揮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;夜夜夜夜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt; 齐秦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;记得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;张惠妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;心痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;陳潔儀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你把我灌醉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;黄大炜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;让每个人都心碎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;黄大炜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;淋雨中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;林宇中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;围墙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;李玖哲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你是我的唯一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;巫啟賢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;心如刀割&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;张学友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The One You Love by Glenn Frey&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;兄妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;陳奕迅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; (canto version)&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;第九夜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;李玟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;19. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;捕夢人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;潘裕文&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-SG"&gt;20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;不安靜的夜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-SG"&gt; by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;許仁杰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;两败俱伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;柯有伦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;背影&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;林宥嘉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;23. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我为什么那么爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;张惠妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;真实&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;张惠妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;柯以敏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;林志炫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;最熟悉的陌生人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;萧亚轩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;27. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;四季&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by A Li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;28. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;来不及&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by Hebe&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;爱来过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by SHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;爱的勇气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;赖雅妍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;31. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;惡作劇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;王藍茵&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;遇到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;方雅贤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;靠近一點點&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by Lara&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;全世界的人都知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;惡作劇之吻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&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/14483136-4380121295865717966?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4380121295865717966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=4380121295865717966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/4380121295865717966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/4380121295865717966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title='Song List updated part 3'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-5172341015062062294</id><published>2008-12-14T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:05:51.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>port macquarie</title><content type='html'>i'm back from port macquarie... and i missed my time there when i got back to sydney yesterday.. life there was just so serene and calm and peaceful.. totally different.. the people there are so friendly and nice.. i just missed the place and the people i was with.. strangers smile and greet one another.. something i haven saw when i touched on this ground 5 months ago.. sad isnt it.. but i'm glad i felt the warmth and generosity of the people on this land during this trip.. it kind of change my impression of the people.. however i have to say this only applies to people out of the city.. definitely.. with the occasional friendly one here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos can be seen on facebook .. still in the process of uploading them but soon.. i have to say that this trip really made me see life in another view.. probably the enormous amount of time that i had for myself got me to reflect and saw life abit differently. if my mom ask me will i work in australia, i probably would say i would but in somewhere out of the country.. i wouldnt mind going back to port macq to work.. there was so much nature i saw there.. fields, trees, grasses, lakes, rivers, sea, kangaroos, cows, horses, birds, dogs and cats.. i really really like it.. the air was fresh.. and weather was nice.. though it rained abit too much for my liking.. i didnt get to go to the beach!!.. but it's alright.. i'll go back someday again.. hehe..&lt;div 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macquarie'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-5249744090076552087</id><published>2008-11-21T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:52:04.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks thanks.. and see ya..</title><content type='html'>hey guys.. leaving in a couple of hours.. so fast.. so hot now.. kinda in a mess now.. did my packing.. feeling sleepy already.. oh my.. some how have this uneasy feeling.. but really happy.. my land lord gonna pick me up from the airport so really thankful.. no internet for the next 3 weeks.. so see you guys in 3 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. thanks for the JJ cd.. really surprise.. thanks.. haven got time to listen to it.. but will do it when i get to port macquarie.. but u dun haf but it actually..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-5249744090076552087?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/5249744090076552087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=5249744090076552087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/5249744090076552087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/5249744090076552087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks-thanks-and-see-ya.html' title='thanks thanks.. and see ya..'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-2862344037432398996</id><published>2008-11-18T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:32:10.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a few more days</title><content type='html'>a few more days, i'll bid farewell to this place i called home for the last 4 months.. moving to a place to a 3 weeks attachment.. i'm filled with excitement.. already started packing.. seem to be going well now.. for 3 weeks, i will be alone.. the 3 weeks would be an experience, adventure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, news reported that 2 bodies were found in an apartment near the station.. it happened in the suburb i stay in.. kinda scary.. (di di if u read this dun tell mummy k, if not she will freak out).. i'll be home 3 weeks later.. alone before lumps come back a few days later.. haven planned wad i will do and how to remain safe.. haha.. ok i will be safe.. no worries..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-2862344037432398996?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/2862344037432398996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=2862344037432398996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/2862344037432398996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/2862344037432398996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/11/few-more-days.html' title='a few more days'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-412336630146795432</id><published>2008-11-14T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:03:09.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>可能吧&lt;br /&gt;世界就是这样&lt;br /&gt;可能吧&lt;br /&gt;别人说的，不是你要听的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难道就这样算了吗？&lt;br /&gt;还是要做些什么&lt;br /&gt;在被子下哭泣的你&lt;br /&gt;哭了几回&lt;br /&gt;想到的第一个人&lt;br /&gt;在你旁边吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能吧&lt;br /&gt;你求的，不会发生&lt;br /&gt;可能吧&lt;br /&gt;伤心的事一直烦你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼泪干了&lt;br /&gt;时间过去了&lt;br /&gt;你盼望的人不在身边&lt;br /&gt;路还是得走&lt;br /&gt;生命多的是选择&lt;br /&gt;你选择了吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-412336630146795432?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/412336630146795432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=412336630146795432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/412336630146795432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/412336630146795432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-8232937755699405948</id><published>2008-11-12T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:19:17.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>tmr paper is on cognitive.. studied le but like got retaining information difficulties and retrieval problems.. oh well.. tmr's paper (oh well it's actually today already) is like the last paper.. though i have another paper next thur but it's an open book case study.. so just hafta prepare and bring it into the exam venue and wait for the questions.. so by tmr.. i gonna be relaxed!! anyway.. we going to meet up for dinner.. cause shixian and john came over last sat from melb for hols.. but cause we had exams, we didnt really met up as a group for those in sydney with them.. though the guys staying at our place now.. haha.. gonna eat pancakes on the rocks (YEAH!) and thai food tmr.. hehe.. cant wait.. like exam end liao.. oh ya.. our ottp proj, that industry partner haven got back to us.. haha.. really hope that project will be an impact! shall talk about that after the conference presentation next wk.. oh no.. i dun haf court shoes.. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe clinicals is just about a week away.. gonna start packing after exams tmr.. one part of me is really excited.. gonna travel up to port macquarie all by myself.. settled the accommodation stuff myself.. settled the transport there all by myself.. gonna fly there to save time so i get more time to explore that unknown and ulu place and hopefully get groceries.. my land lady gonna pick me up.. really nice of her.. then will start placement on the monday.. i got 2 supervisors and one of them sound really nice over the phone.. haha.. the only bad point about the placement is that i wont have internet access or a phone line at my accommodation.. gotta rely on the hospital's internet (if there is one) and my computer (music, dramas, movies) to keep me company through the night.. while studying these few days, my mind cant help but wonder off to think of the stuff i need to pack, or what i gonna do for my meals or what to do on weekends.. really excited but apprehensive in a way.. first time alone in an unknown place.. oh my.. after this experience, and if it succeed, maybe i might consider getting an apartment.. living on my own.. probably my plans for the next 5 years is really different from 4 years back.. no longer bear hopes for anything more than making myself happier.. maybe it sounds selfish.. but i guess at least if i dont make it happen, i wont feel as sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i wan my own apartment? besides the space i will have.. cox i really have lots of stuff.. think my mom thinks i am some garang guni.. anyway.. really want to have my own kitchen.. so can invite friends over every now and then.. have gatherings and stuff.. fun.. gonna miss organising christmas party this yr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing or hearing more people getting married.. already know of 4 people getting married from end of this year till next year.. one of them my cousin.. probably gonna help her with stuff from where i am.. gonna rush back next yr to make it in time for her wedding.. gonna be her bridesmaid too.. but she is really frustrated over finding a good wedding package now and restaurant.. helped her consult a few friends.. helping her as much as i can.. u really need lots of money for a wedding.. ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received the parcel my parents sent me yesterdae.. my instant cereal and bak ku teh spices got quarantined.. sad.. the customs say my cereal contain dairy products (milo dun haf meh, how come that got thru).. and my bak ku teh spices contained unknown spices.. sad.. anyway my parents also sent me the skirt that i bought online..haha.. and i bought 2 more bags online a week ago.. ha.. die liao.. think i need more storage space..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-8232937755699405948?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/8232937755699405948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=8232937755699405948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/8232937755699405948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/8232937755699405948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/11/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-7735546306012268237</id><published>2008-11-06T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:54:43.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm happy..&lt;br /&gt;just happy&lt;br /&gt;does happiness need a reason&lt;br /&gt;i guess not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel blessed&lt;br /&gt;really blessed&lt;br /&gt;with all of you around me&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing to fear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-7735546306012268237?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/7735546306012268237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=7735546306012268237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/7735546306012268237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/7735546306012268237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-2088666145346209034</id><published>2008-11-05T13:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:19:36.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you have a song that sings you heart&lt;br /&gt;or a story that tells your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the simple things in life reminds you&lt;br /&gt;the stuff you chose to leave behind&lt;br /&gt;that song&lt;br /&gt;that smell&lt;br /&gt;that toy&lt;br /&gt;so many things&lt;br /&gt;just hard to name it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do your heart still skip a beat when you hear the song&lt;br /&gt;or tear when the story is told&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-2088666145346209034?l=lieme.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-14483136.post-5924732364154233512</id><published>2008-11-04T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:59:04.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>在人群中&lt;br /&gt;你不小心发现他的样子&lt;br /&gt;不小心忘了他的放肆&lt;br /&gt;看着他随你擦肩而过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候的事情&lt;br /&gt;在心里面的空虚&lt;br /&gt;如今已成了往事&lt;br /&gt;你真的还记得吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忘了吧，朋友说&lt;br /&gt;该是时候 move on&lt;br /&gt;他对你做的一切&lt;br /&gt;不值得你去怀念&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记得那些美好的&lt;br /&gt;忘了那些伤心的&lt;br /&gt;带着现在&lt;br /&gt;找新的方向&lt;br /&gt;往哪儿走吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-5924732364154233512?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/5924732364154233512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=5924732364154233512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/5924732364154233512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/5924732364154233512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/11/move-on.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-5289547740288466479</id><published>2008-11-02T09:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:05:58.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rejoice at the little things&lt;br /&gt;the little things that bring joy to your life&lt;br /&gt;embrace the happenings&lt;br /&gt;the happenings that bring out the goodness of life&lt;br /&gt;hold on to the things before you&lt;br /&gt;the things that bring you hope&lt;br /&gt;keep the thought&lt;br /&gt;the thought that you are always blessed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-5289547740288466479?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/5289547740288466479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=5289547740288466479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/5289547740288466479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/5289547740288466479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/11/rejoice-at-little-things-little-things.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-4054346721425699934</id><published>2008-11-01T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T14:20:47.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>要怎么挽回&lt;br /&gt;回不去的过去&lt;br /&gt;事情都犯了&lt;br /&gt;也弥补不了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant contd.. shall continue another time.. my mood now doesnt quite fit it now.. feel relax and happy now.. haha.. if i continue typing, the whole thing will sound weird with different moods.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-4054346721425699934?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4054346721425699934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>宁静的早上&lt;br /&gt;默默的坐着&lt;br /&gt;看着那远方的天空&lt;br /&gt;你想到了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走过的那些脚步&lt;br /&gt;你记得有哪几个？&lt;br /&gt;想忘记的又有几个？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使时间会停留&lt;br /&gt;你真的要它停吗？&lt;br /&gt;停了又能做什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慢慢把它忘了&lt;br /&gt;记得开心的那些时光&lt;br /&gt;这样可以吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-7947876896990675651?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/7947876896990675651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=7947876896990675651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/7947876896990675651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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I want 林俊杰's new album!!! haha.. ok cause i just read his blog and the cover looks cool.. arty... ok it sounds so wrong on why i wan his album.. ok.. but i like his songs too.. haha.. haven got any new songs.. boo hoo.. and with the list of old songs.. think i gonna have an ever growing list.. so if u guys have any.. tell me k.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is about my attachment.. so happy.. confirm where i'll be going.. confirm my accommodation place (though it sounds kinda weird cox i have no idea how it looks like or who's that person i'm renting from but she sounds nice! ha).. got my supervisor contact (tried calling him but he's out on home assessments; hope i can see one too!).. gonna book my flight there and train tickets back later.. so exciting for a place with limited info on the internet and not very good public transport.. haha.. anyway.. no internet and land line for 3 weeks (cox my accommodation doesnt have) .. hopefully can access external email at the hospital..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok last day of school today before study vacations and then EXAMS.. 3 papers this sem.. ending on 20 nov.. then we have a conference to present a project done in one of our modules on 21 nov.. exciting.. the project my group did was a resource kit for transition back to school for children with liver disorders.. it's a guide for parents, teachers and an activity book for the child.. this kit is done collaboratively with a singapore organisation.. hope it will be useful in singapore.. cant wait to see it when i go back to spore..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-9163477832418012416?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/9163477832418012416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=9163477832418012416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/9163477832418012416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/9163477832418012416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-1760543371630640640</id><published>2008-10-30T12:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:53:53.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs i want part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;离开我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;袁惟任&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;不值得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt; 梦飞船&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;3. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我怀念的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;孙燕姿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;好听&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;许茹芸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;一颗心交给谁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;品冠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Time After Time by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;林凡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;秋天别来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;侯湘婷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;说走就走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;黎沸揮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;夜夜夜夜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt; 齐秦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;记得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;张惠妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我知道你很难过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;蔡依林&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;12. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你是我胸口永远的痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;王杰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;叶欢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;心痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;陳潔儀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你把我灌醉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;黄大炜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;让每个人都心碎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;黄大炜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;淋雨中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;林宇中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;围墙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;李玖哲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你是我的唯一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;巫啟賢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;心如刀割&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;张学友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The One You Love by Glenn Frey&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;兄妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;陳奕迅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; (canto &amp;amp; chinese version)&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;第九夜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;李玟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;23. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;新窝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by SHE &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;飞轮海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;24. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;那首歌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;林宥嘉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;捕夢人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;潘裕文&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;26. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我不會唱歌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;周定緯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-SG"&gt;27. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;不安靜的夜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-SG"&gt; by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;許仁杰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;28. Bye Bye by Mariah Carey&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;两败俱伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;柯有伦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;背影&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;林宥嘉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;31. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;隐形的翅膀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;張韶涵&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我为什么那么爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;张惠妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;真实&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;张惠妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;柯以敏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;林志炫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;最熟悉的陌生人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;萧亚轩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;36. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;九十九次我爱他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;元若蓝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;37. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;心愿便利贴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;吴忠明&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;元若蓝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;38. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我爱的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;陈小春&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;四季&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by A Li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;40. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;最近还好吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;by SHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;来不及&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by Hebe&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;爱来过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by SHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;43. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;爱转角&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;罗志祥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;爱的勇气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;赖雅妍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-SG"&gt;45. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;好眼淚壞眼淚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;徐若瑄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;惡作劇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;王藍茵&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;遇到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;方雅贤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;靠近一點點&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by Lara&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;全世界的人都知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;惡作劇之吻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;50. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;林依晨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&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/14483136-1760543371630640640?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1760543371630640640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=1760543371630640640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/1760543371630640640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/1760543371630640640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/songs-i-want-part-2.html' title='songs i want part 2'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-566249522317631477</id><published>2008-10-30T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:38:12.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>最近的电话少了一些&lt;br /&gt;最近的手机不再响了&lt;br /&gt;你忘了吗？昨天不会回来了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空有点灰暗&lt;br /&gt;下起了毛毛雨&lt;br /&gt;雨在窗口打着鼓&lt;br /&gt;你听到了吗？今天不出去了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;远方出现了彩虹&lt;br /&gt;若隐若现&lt;br /&gt;在玩捉迷藏吗？&lt;br /&gt;我还是碰不到它。明天你会再来吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-566249522317631477?l=lieme.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-14483136.post-4155690021783967728</id><published>2008-10-28T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:00:14.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>天气变冷了，你会冷吗？&lt;br /&gt;穿再多的衣服， 还冷吗？&lt;br /&gt;远方的天空有道彩虹，你看到了吗？&lt;br /&gt;最近的我们，好像没默契了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能缘分早已离去&lt;br /&gt;可能我不懂珍惜&lt;br /&gt;向往的未来，我有打算&lt;br /&gt;走的道路，你早已选择&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那幸福我们都想要&lt;br /&gt;它到哪里去了？&lt;br /&gt;眼前的一切，不一样了&lt;br /&gt;想拥抱它的那一刻&lt;br /&gt;它随空气不见了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-4155690021783967728?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4155690021783967728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=4155690021783967728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/4155690021783967728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/4155690021783967728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-4896013093486606142</id><published>2008-10-28T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:11:56.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realise i could share more about him with you now.. it's not as difficult as before.. probably the time has let me see things differently.. maybe my time here has given me a chance to reflect better.. maybe things happen because they do.. maybe i haven seen what i should see.. but will i realise in time?  that feeling still lingers around.. it's somewhere inside me.. slowly being kept away.. i was blessed before and thankful for it all.. and when i do get blessed the next time round, it'll be something i ever wish for..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-4896013093486606142?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4896013093486606142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>dilemma</title><content type='html'>in a dilemma now... cause i received news on where i'll be going for placement.. which is great! going to port macquarie which is north coast of NSW, away from sydney.. first, i need to book my transport over there-- should i choose to fly or take the train... train take hours.. considering flying there and then taking a train back...&lt;br /&gt;secondly, the accommodation was initially suppose to be the nursing quarters at the hospital but today the liaison officer told me that the nursing quarters is no longer an option so i have to find my own.. it was good that they had a list of accommodations that i could choose.. but i can only find 2 on the internet.. the rest are like names.. and there isnt anything listed except for the cost and telephone number.. guess i'll have to call them up one by one.. sad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-14483136.post-544308988448723124</id><published>2008-10-26T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:19:25.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rina's 22nd bdae surprise!</title><content type='html'>we had a surprise tea party for rina today.. i can say it's successful cox the girl herself didnt realise anything fishy at all.. well done ppl! haha.. anyway.. we had it planned (bixia started) it some weeks back.. hee.. we got food that rina likes.. from gua zi to herbal chicken soup.. anyway, think it quite a lot of food.. ok let's list: dou sa bao, herbal chicken soup, bo bo cha cha, longan &amp;amp; jackfruit with coke, gua zi, durian ice cream, doritos, those small milk biscuit that melts in the mouth, &amp;amp; blue berry danish as the cake.. haha.. did i miss anything? hmm.. i cooked the bo bo cha cha.. ha.. and realise it's quite easy.. another recipe that i can use for my christmas parties.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway all the preparation started yesterdae.. bixia and i went to buy the stuff we need when rina went for a church event.. ha.. we hid the stuff in the freezer by wrapping in newspaper and hid the rest of the stuff in my room.. haha.. so once rina left this morning for church, we started preparation. wan ying came over to help too.. it was a mad rush to cook my bo bo cha cha cox we only have one pot and the chicken soup needs 3 hrs to cook and we only had like 3 hrs in total to cook everything.. bixia went to meet rina and the others after their church for lunch and to stall time.. haha.. in the end we had more than enough time.. wan ying and i were almost bored to death.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end it was great fun.. we manage to surprise rina :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-14483136.post-3734257680286470720</id><published>2008-10-24T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:45:56.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24th oct.. significance..</title><content type='html'>probably somewhere on this world, someone is celebrating their birthday, getting married, or giving birth to a new life.. for me, this date is one i'll probably remember always.. the day where my grandpa passed on.. it's been 1 year.. has time flown by.. probably.. 1 yr ago.. was doing my fyp, struggling with a couple of family issues, struggling with myself.. at that point in time i wanted so much to let myself go.. i could see, my grandpa was the one holding my family together.. without him, i wasnt sure where life would be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he did leave this world, i was glad that he was no longer going to suffer.. dealing with this loss is just another part of my life.. but having to deal with this emotion together with the many others wasnt exactly what i had hoped for.. esp for last yr.. maybe the family isnt how i had hoped it will be.. maybe it will never will be like how it used to be.. i miss them a lot.. why did she do what she did?.. i'm just glad i still have some of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how are you, grandpa? did you meet grandma? i hope both of you are well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-3734257680286470720?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/3734257680286470720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>when the internet slows down</title><content type='html'>internet speed is really slow now cause we used up all that we have for daytime.. so i watched videos that i had on my com.. watched my 21st bdae video that minli made for me.. then a couple of other videos i made over the years.. for my 19th bdae.. for my grandpa's 90th bdae and a video for the christmas party i had last yr... memories start floating up.. i miss the people back home..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-2551526199968269232?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/2551526199968269232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=2551526199968269232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-8656866566841109687?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/8656866566841109687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=8656866566841109687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/8656866566841109687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/8656866566841109687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/daddy-could-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-8095559081274461549</id><published>2008-10-20T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:31:31.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how do you deal with hatred?&lt;br /&gt;swallow it up&lt;br /&gt;how do you deal with sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;laugh it off&lt;br /&gt;how do you deal with happiness?&lt;br /&gt;there isnt a need to hide&lt;br /&gt;there will be time when u can be yourself&lt;br /&gt;just wait&lt;br /&gt;only when&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-8095559081274461549?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/8095559081274461549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=8095559081274461549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/8095559081274461549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/8095559081274461549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-do-you-deal-with-hatred-swallow-it.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-3961139991993906999</id><published>2008-10-18T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:45:14.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopped and ate till i drop</title><content type='html'>rina, bixia, wan ying, sarah and i went DFO today.. we were there from 10 plus till 4pm.. haha.. girls can really shop.. my shoulders ache now.. oh well it has been aching quite abit recently.. i shopped quite abit.. now i wonder if i should still go ahead with my online shopping plans.. argh... haha.. retail therapy helps take the stress off work abit.. shiok.. i got 2 pants and a shirt for clinicals.. 3 tank tops and a book.. oh well.. and i got a bag from online yesterdae cox minli wanted to get it too.. sometimes i wonder if i'm an impulsive buyer.. haha.. should i get the 4 clothing from online... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; think i'm going to burst from the food i ate during dinner.. wad if my parents cant recognise me when i go back next yr.. oh my..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-3961139991993906999?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/3961139991993906999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=3961139991993906999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3961139991993906999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3961139991993906999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/shopped-and-ate-till-i-drop.html' title='shopped and ate till i drop'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-3154048691649459515</id><published>2008-10-15T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:49:12.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid week</title><content type='html'>it's only wednesday but it feels as if i have gone through 5 days of work.. what's with this week?!? things doesnt seem to fall into place.. my package from my parents didnt get delivered and the company is so poor in service.. kinda angry speaking to them.. heh.. no one online so went on skype to complain to my mom.. if they dont deliver the package tmr.. i'll get my mom to complain!! angry.. dont they understand the buzzer is spoil and there will be no way for the delivery man to contact the apartment if he comes so that's why he must call me.. if not he cant deliver the package ma.. the person dont get it leh.. she say she cant guarantee the man will call me if he reaches here.. argh.. i hope he calls.. i dont want to travel to their office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so argh.. yesterdae also.. the printer drove me nuts.. if it was a person i would have spank it real hard.. angry.. ok time to calm down.. are the unis in spore having exams or something.. how come i dont see my best friends online.. oh well.. hope they are doing fine.. cant chat with kor also cox of the time difference.. maybe if i wan to there'll be people to chat with.. but it'll be so random.. argh.. i dont want to feel home sick.. ok time to think of something else..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-3154048691649459515?l=lieme.blogspot.com' 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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-14483136.post-3419885285926759238</id><published>2008-10-13T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:53:16.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black sheep</title><content type='html'>seriously, one black sheep can spoil the image of everything.. i really dun wan to generalise.. maybe it's just my luck to end up doing project with this aussie guy.. seriously.. he doesnt have a sense of urgency.. tmr is presentation but he hasnt came up with the slides at all when he promised to do it by yesterdae.. totally sian diao.. somehow.. i expected it.. saw it coming some how.. did most of the report myself though i didnt even see the workplace.. i was nervous last night.. but after meeting him today.. i totally give up hope.. i did wad i could already.. he told me when we met just now that he is a last min person.. thanks ar.. really last min then tell me ur working style.. though i am last min person also but not so last min la.. now i'm in a total state of calmness.. probably too numbed to feel anything else.. get angry also waste my own energy.. shall just focus and do other assignments.. i really hope history doesnt repeat itself with my other proj.. please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-3419885285926759238?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/3419885285926759238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=3419885285926759238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3419885285926759238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3419885285926759238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/black-sheep.html' title='black sheep'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-6218278636889961264</id><published>2008-10-12T06:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T07:12:58.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SPEwhfCYDPI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WqaWkiOPezw/s1600-h/P1010464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SPEwhfCYDPI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WqaWkiOPezw/s200/P1010464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256035591943359730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;time passes so quickly that it's october again.. heard from my mom yesterdae that they'll be going to temple today for prayers.. it's my grandpa's death anniversary already according to the lunar calender.. i only remembered the usual calender date which is 12 days away.. shock actually shot through me when i first heard the prayers are tmr.. suddenly the death anniversary seemed closer.. how i wish i can be back home for the prayers.. see the rest of the family too.. everything has changed ever since ye ye is no longer around.. i missed the times when i was in primary sch and he stayed in the same house as my aunt.. saw him everyday.. he got lots of food which i love.. now it's just a memory to keep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6218278636889961264?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6218278636889961264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=6218278636889961264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6218278636889961264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6218278636889961264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-year-on.html' title='1 year on'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SPEwhfCYDPI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WqaWkiOPezw/s72-c/P1010464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14483136.post-6994492765797152080</id><published>2008-10-09T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:07:20.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oktoberfest</title><content type='html'>ok.. for the month of october.. how can you not celebrate oktoberfest.. esp in a country where they have festivals of all kinds every other month.. hahaha.. ok.. so according to uncle robert.. for the month of october we are suppose to enjoy german beer, german sausages, pork knuckles, music and for guys, looking at female waitresses with big boobs.. haha.. so the plan was to go today (according to the clock, yesterday).. at the very last min, uncle robert couldnt make it, bixia lazy to go, lumps had to work, the rest didnt want to go.. so left with rina, wanying, sarah and i.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met at circular quay and made our way to The Rocks.. the best part was, we didnt know which restaurant.. ha.. so by wandering around, we manage to find a restaurant that had it all.. but the music area was fully booked so we sat somewhere else.. we were all excited about the food but looking at the prices, we really considered hard on what we wanted to eat.. it was expensive.. and the waiter was super pushy, he kept asking us to order more.. in the end the four of us shared 2 main dishes and 500ml of beer.. cause wanying and i dont really drink beer.. haha.. we ordered this beef stew with rice dumpling and mixed sausages.. haha.. the food was really nice.. too bad it was expensive.. and beer was light and easy to drink but i still not a beer fan.. ha.. so of course being me, i wasnt full at the end of the meal so we decided to head to Pancakes on the Rocks for desert.. haha.. the famous pancakes.. we ordered 2 different types of pancakes, chips and margherita bread stuff (which looked liked thin crust pizza).. we were super satisfied about the food after that.. haha.. i'm full.. by the time we finish it was already 9 plus.. we walked down george street from circular quay to town hall.. it was really a nice stroll.. not much people around.. the weather was great.. it was first time for us taking a stroll in the city that late at night especially on a weekday.. most of the time we'll be stuck at home doing our work, surfing the internet.. today was a nice change in schedules.. hee.. the four of us parted ways after some grocery shopping in woollys.. haha.. rina and i missed our train (thanks to me cause i went to the bathroom).. the next train was almost at 11pm at central station.. while we were waiting, a train personnel approached us and asked where we were heading to and told us to go to another platform.. and the train that was leaving that platform was even later.. we only got back auburn at like after 11.30pm.. we walked super fast back.. cause the roads were supposedly unsafe.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok think i should sleep soon.. morning lesson tmr.. 3 hrs.. sian.. but i got 2 day week this week.. shiok.. weekend is coming and i going glebe market!!yeah!! more shopping!! lots of stuff happening in october.. dad's birthday, lots of other friends bdae.. and october is also grandpa's death anniversary... wont be able to be home for prayers.. hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6994492765797152080?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6994492765797152080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=6994492765797152080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6994492765797152080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/6994492765797152080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/oktoberfest.html' title='Oktoberfest'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-776579717934484234</id><published>2008-10-08T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:38:59.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices</title><content type='html'>life is always full of choices.. was talking to mummy yesterdae and she asked me what are my plans for my holidays after attachment.. i dont have any, i realise.. none concrete.. so she asked why dont i go back home.. i hesitated.. one part of me was thinking "why not, i've got nothing to do here also".. but then the other part of me dont want to spend the money to go back.. seriously stubborn.. being such a procrastinator and a loser at planning stuff.. i sitting here thinking... as if a holiday plan would fall from the sky.. fat hope melissa k.. actually thinking about it.. 3 months holiday would fly by quickly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my.. what to do during hols??.. bixia say maybe i should convince some friends to come aust for holiday.. ha.. most ppl are studying.. sad.. maybe i should just think about it after exams.. ha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-776579717934484234?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/776579717934484234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=776579717934484234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/776579717934484234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/776579717934484234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/choices.html' title='choices'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-1633321910793649265</id><published>2008-10-06T13:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:11:49.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SOmqxKmTpjI/AAAAAAAAAbY/PTItg3FzPxs/s1600-h/DSC04951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SOmqxKmTpjI/AAAAAAAAAbY/PTItg3FzPxs/s200/DSC04951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253918201939732018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SOmqxCZ14fI/AAAAAAAAAbg/nnyv1W7_Ueg/s1600-h/DSC04745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SOmqxCZ14fI/AAAAAAAAAbg/nnyv1W7_Ueg/s200/DSC04745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253918199739965938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SOmqxc8bFJI/AAAAAAAAAbo/sw3bO2y0M5k/s1600-h/DSC04854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SOmqxc8bFJI/AAAAAAAAAbo/sw3bO2y0M5k/s200/DSC04854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253918206864331922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SOmqxqyv8oI/AAAAAAAAAbw/UpbyYSwp_Q0/s1600-h/DSC04948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SOmqxqyv8oI/AAAAAAAAAbw/UpbyYSwp_Q0/s200/DSC04948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253918210581852802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. managed to upload all my melb photos into facebook.. hee.. great.. above are some photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to post a random note on something.. but cant seem to find the right words to phrase it.. oh well.. it's great to be able to sleep on my bed again.. feels great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people have asked me if i feel home sick.. maybe i do.. i'm not sure.. cause after coming here, i've used all that i've got to suppress the feeling.. i dun want to feel all upset being away from home.. i'm in aust for a whole new experience.. i know what it feels like being upset about something for a long time.. i'm finally letting it go.. i think.. i try not to think about home so much, try not to think of the things i miss back home.. just living life here as it is.. enjoying the time i have here.. absorbing as much as i can.. writing another chapter of life as i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm beginning to be thankful for all that i have.. probably i was never appreciative for what i already had last time.. now even simple things and gestures makes me feel really blessed.. just happy to know that something like this can happen to me, in my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-1633321910793649265?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1633321910793649265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=1633321910793649265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.. having some trouble loading my melb photos onto facebook.. sad.. in addition, i lost my four leaf clover hp key chain at singapore day.. so now everytime i look at my phone i get reminded of it.. sad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-3408921987499573479?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/3408921987499573479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=3408921987499573479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3408921987499573479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3408921987499573479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-3951674547684776441</id><published>2008-10-05T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:34:10.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my trip to melbourne</title><content type='html'>my trip to melbourne.. a very much needed escape from reality.. a time to spend time with friends.. a time to explore another place on this continent.. just realising how blessed i can be  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the trip started off with me packing hours before we were leaving.. ha.. we had a 7am flight to melb.. so that means we need to be at the airport by 6.30am.. it takes like an hr to get to the airport.. so we got to leave at 5.30am latest.. waking up and pack the other stuff would mean i have to get up by 4.30am.. and cause i needed to rush work before i leave.. i managed to lie in bed at 12am.. haha.. feeling all so excited about the holiday to come.. waking up at 4.30am was tiring.. with lack of sleep accumulated previously, i was tired.. we decided to grab a cab cause it worked out to cost lesser than taking the train.. haha.. cause there were 4 of us.. great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the airport, after customs and stuff, it was just the wait to fly to melb.. haha.. we met boh wee who was travelling on the same flight and was going to take the same flight back too.. haha.. cheapest flight k.. anyway.. we arrived at avalon airport in melb an hr plus later.. it's a faraway airport.. the shuttle bus took 1 hr to get to the city.. oh well.. kinda slept on the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our plan for the first day: to explore the city, watch Wicked at night and then head to my friend's hostel (save on transport cost cox their uni is like an hr away from city).. i did a really last min thing.. i sms yaozong to check if my friends and i if we could have a place to put our backpacks for the day.. if not we have to carry our stuff to a musical.. hmmm... luckily, he replied and we got to put our stuff at his apartment for the day.. the drop off point for the shuttle is really near to his apartment.. haha.. wad a surprise.. but felt really bad waking him up from his sleep..haha.. anyway his apartment damn atas.. haha.. it's like super high rise.. super good view.. interior looks great.. only it's kinda small.. haha.. i dun mind having an apartment like that though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. after leaving yz's apartment, we went to melb central to meet shixian and hafizah who came to city to meet us.. haha.. we had brunch at the food court.. we were starving.. after that.. they brought us around city, got to see a few sights.. travelled from melb central to yarra river by foot.. then we stopped by crown for cakes.. yum... after that, we went back to yz's place cause bixia forgot to bring her specs for Wicked.. after that we roam the streets at 5 plus trying to find a florist cox we needed to get flowers for eunice.. surprise bdae.. luckily there was one still open.. after that we went chinatown to haf jap food.. not bad .. after dinner, we headed to regent theatre for Wicked.. i haven read the story personally or have any idea on the exact story of Wizard of Oz..but i like the musical lots..the music and songs and everything was great though we were abit far from the stage.. too bad we werent allowed to take shots of the theatre.. it was really nice on the inside..after the 2 hrs plus musical, the group of us headed to yz's place to grab our stuff and head off to la trobe uni.. it was an hr tram ride in which there were many interesting ppl who took it.. some were like drunk.. interesting characters.. but kinda scary though.. finally reached la trobe uni at about 1am.. met up with yuli.. it's been ages since i last spoke to her.. haha.. and her floor mates are unique too.. ok.. after taking shower, and talking and stuff, it was already like 2 plus or 3 plus.. and i had to wake up at 5.30am the next morning to head to city for the Great Ocean Road Tour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up feeling really exhausted.. yuli didnt sleep the whole night.. we walked to the bus stop and met the others.. it was a 50mins bus ride to town.. so early in the morning.. at the city, got some Mac breakfast and sweets from 7-11..the tea kept me up for some time before i fell asleep on the drive there.. it was great to drive along the coast.. the view was great.. haha.. shall let the pictures do the talking the next time i upload it.. got back to city around 7.30pm.. had dinner at lygon st.. supposedly one of the best thai food in melb.. but i think the sydney one is better.. after that we headed back to the hostel so as to talk to the other ppl.. haha.. haven managed to meet up with the rest of them.. at the hostel, steph, jiali, jeremy, bixia, rina, jiemin and i gathered in jiemin's room and talked.. we had ice cream and tim tams.. haha.. we talked till 2 plus before heading to bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up at 9am the next day.. jm brought us around the campus.. looking at the campus, it's different from ours.. more flora and fauna.. and they have lakes around.. cool.. the european hot chocolate is really nice too.. after that.. we headed back to the hostel and we had a gathering in the common kitchen.. the load of us from singapore and some seniors studying in la trobe also came.. it was potluck and the food was great.. nice... after that jm, jl, fizah, bx, rina and i headed to queen victoria market.. it was almost closing.. it's something like paddy's market back in sydney.. they have similar stuff.. got yuli a present from there.. i bought some lollies there too.. haha.. after that we headed to sidney music bowl for the singapore day volunteer briefing.. cox we never been to the place before, we took some time to get there.. we got our tshirt and tags and were briefed on what we had to do the next day.. it was drizzling and the sky didnt look promising the next day.. it started to get cold too.. after the briefing i headed back to city to meet yz.. cause weikhoon was going to meet us for dinner.. haha.. yz and his housemate prepared dinner.. haha.. they were guys.. i seldom eat meals prepared by guys only except on days when my housemate cook here.. that's all.. they prepared fried rice and roasted chicken.. yz made tiramisu too.. haha.. first time tasting dessert made by a guy friend.. was kinda impressed.. haha.. for a person that dont drink coffee.. the tiramisu kinda kept me up on the ride back to the hostel.. haa.. my eyes were like wide open.. haha.. melb was really cold that night.. when i got back to hostel, yuli was still out.. i kinda stone awhile waiting for her to get back.. she got back at 12.30am.. and i was too tired so i lied in the sleeping bag and talked to her for a while.. but after she went to shower, she didnt quite come back.. i somehow doze off while waiting for her.. it was my last night staying over.. but i didnt quite got a chance to talk to her much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she probably only went to bed at 4 plus 5 cox being a light sleeper, i got woken up.. the next morning i had to catch an earlier bus to the city to put our bags at bx's friend's place cox we gonna spend the night there.. i woke yuli up just before i left... i passed her the stuff i got here and she prepared breakfast for me.. chat a bit more before i had to go to the bus stop.. she passed me something back in return too.. though i stayed over with her for the few nights.. realised i didnt get to spend much time catching up with her.. she's really close with her floor mates.. after putting our stuff at bx's friend's place, we headed to QVM which was close.. we walked around abit more and got the famous donuts.. nice to eat when hot.. haha.. after that we headed to singapore day.. ok it was a great shock to see such a long queue.. and we had to wait really long before we got in.. we got goodie bags and stuff and went to report for duty.. the food was great and it was nice to be able to watch the performance too.. met a couple of ppl too.. haha.. after singapore day, we headed around town and finally went to crown again for cakes.. this time to celebrate steph's upcoming bdae.. haha.. after that, rina, bx and i roamed the streets before heading back to bx's friend place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to leave at about 3am plus to catch the 4 am shuttle bus to avalon airport.. it was no use sleeping cox i might not wake up.. i master all energy to stay awake.. ha.. and the worse part was day light saving started at 2am.. so the time changed from 2am to 3am at that time.. it took us about 15mins just to get to franklin st.. but it was super cold and we were shivering.. waiting out in the cold was no fun at all.. and lumpy forgot the change in timings.. luckily i called him 15mins before the bus left to check on him.. ha.. i slept all the way to the airport and slept all the way in the plane.. arrived back at 7 plus.. we got a cab back and after showering and unpacking, i slept from 9am to 4 plus.. ha.. think my body is totally haywired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already missing the time in melb.. dun mind going back and explore.. actually there's so much things in aust to explore.. really happy to meet my friends there.. felt really blessed.. with all the help from everybody.. haha.. got to know some of my friends more too.. didnt know that some of my friends are so nice too.. ha.. thanks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-3951674547684776441?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/3951674547684776441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=3951674547684776441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3951674547684776441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/3951674547684776441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-trip-to-melbourne.html' title='my trip to melbourne'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-6065859336298509161</id><published>2008-09-30T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:00:27.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going to melbourne</title><content type='html'>guess wad.. i'm flying to Melbourne tmr.. so excited.. going to visit friends, watch Wicked, probably Great Ocean Road tour and of course Singapore day.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a doctor told a client on a talk show "why do you cry? cause you know you are safe here.." ok some random stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. day light saving probably starting on sunday.. so from sunday onwards, sydney's timing be 3 hrs faster than spore time.. ha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-14483136.post-5022825295539146484</id><published>2008-09-29T13:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:16:06.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>i chance upon something i wish i hadnt.. maybe if i wasnt curious, i wouldnt have seen it.. life is always filled with times when you wish you didnt have to go through it again.. but life likes to play trick on you.. it just wouldnt let you off so easily.. the more you avoid it, the more it comes haunting you.. why? why does the feeling feel so real at times, like it never left me.. but i thought i very much left it alone for a long time.. the image wouldnt go away now.. leave me alone will you.. i'm not suppose to be thinking of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i thought i left that part of me behind, thought i was done with it, able to move on and lead life again.. but then, life just reminds me of all the memories i tried so hard to keep away from.. in this whole new life alone here in another environment, another place, everyday has been a test.. a test to move off from the memories, to lead another exciting life, to try many new things, to start planning a new chapter of life when i have to go back. the feeling is like running in an open field, with wind brushing pass you, hair flying with the wind.. and then you just fall on the grass and smile.. if life was only like that.. so many plans i have i wonder where to start.. get my own car, my own apartment, travel to many places, and keep my family together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shots from floriade 21, canberra: pick the flowers u like most!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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money.. he's somehow broke also.. oh my.. haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept for like 11 hrs the night before.. just got really tired.. dunno what happen also but just really tired.. like night slept at 4am.. ha.. woke up by 10am.. just didnt felt like sleeping anymore.. not going out on sat can be really boring.. rina, bixia and i walked around auburn after lunch yesterdae.. we stroll down every aisle in the supermarkets.. haha.. take a break from work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard that mrs tan will be in canberra.. too bad cant be there to meet her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6717294586960499093?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/6717294586960499093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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reflections from jamanee gunya..</title><content type='html'>just got back not long ago from canberra.. went on a day trip to floriade... the whole point of taking a 4 hrs bus ride is for floriade but i only spent 45 mins rushing to see flowers.. can die la... didnt explore much also.. sian.. but saw the most number of tulips.. love them.. gosh.. suddenly feel like i didnt quite really saw floriade.. went to the other sights of canberra again.. cox bixia's friend is here in sydney so might as well go along.. wanted to get some scout stuff from the mint.. but totally not worth it.. haha.. nvm.. shall get dad to buy it from aussie post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. there is like a theme for each plot of flowers in floraide.. so the flowers are planted in a way the colours will show different pics.. but that's if u can fly and view it from the top.. cox from ground level, i could only see rows of flowers of different colours and height.. haha.. there were many stalls also but no time to look at it.. :(.. anyway.. took lots of flowers pic.. will post in facebook soon.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpmCAROz8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/uvgJ6LWfW08/s1600-h/DSC04388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpmCAROz8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/uvgJ6LWfW08/s200/DSC04388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249620500271779778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway.. i still miss my camp.. gosh.. there were so many things to take away from the camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...friends are like families&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNppuD_sFhI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UkiWYGor400/s1600-h/DSC04452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNppuD_sFhI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UkiWYGor400/s200/DSC04452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249624555721070098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it doesnt matter if you are related or not.. i saw how someone not related can be treated like a family member, make the person feel so welcomed into the family, so at home and loved.. i like that to happen to me too..&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...a warm fire lights up your heart&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpmBh8AcSI/AAAAAAAAAY4/l_-_sd84scU/s1600-h/DSC04448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpmBh8AcSI/AAAAAAAAAY4/l_-_sd84scU/s200/DSC04448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249620492129693986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i realise the importance of a campfire.. really saw the use of it.. like the camps i used to attend, it never seemed cold enough to need to sit round the fire for warmth. i first experienced it during this camp. a fire can gather everyone around it and strikes up the most unexpected conversation. it bonds people, you learn more about others, i saw the need for the fire..&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...there is more than one country in australia&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpptloE-YI/AAAAAAAAAZY/bDi3v0jhI8M/s1600-h/DSC04455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpptloE-YI/AAAAAAAAAZY/bDi3v0jhI8M/s200/DSC04455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249624547568974210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;think i am joking.. well i am not.. there is many countries in australia.. each representing a different community of aboriginals.. each have a different "dialect".. so much like china with different cities.. like how being chinese, we have different dialects..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...what's important is the process, not the product&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpmAxa_2PI/AAAAAAAAAYw/anpNEIiObeE/s1600-h/DSC04432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpmAxa_2PI/AAAAAAAAAYw/anpNEIiObeE/s200/DSC04432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249620479106341106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;have you ever stop to look at where you are going.. have you ever climb a mountain and only saw the view from the top.. have you notice the pretty flowers that lined the way up? have you saw that termite hill that laid in that corner? have you ever notice the food you find from the trees you passed? many possibly never.. the end has always been more important.. can you imagine the stuff you missed? well stop for a while every day in life.. look around you.. have you missed someone or something in you life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...communication&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpmDRPWwRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fNAPCxFAiNM/s1600-h/DSC04512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpmDRPWwRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fNAPCxFAiNM/s200/DSC04512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249620522007183634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;have you tried talking to someone you dont really know.. how do you build rapport with them? have you bothered to learn more about them? put yourself in their shoes? have you stop to listen what they have to say to you? will you spare them that few minutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...life can be simple&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNppt-jnZVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/arHYXT2QkiU/s1600-h/DSC04450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNppt-jnZVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/arHYXT2QkiU/s200/DSC04450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249624554261144914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;when was the last time you didnt had electricity? when was the last time your phone was off? when was the last time the most high tech thing was light? i realise life can be simple even though i am exposed to high technology constantly.. i lived life without electricity for 3 days.. didnt on my phone for 3 days.. didnt touch computer for 3 days.. i survived and very much enjoyed it.. what is it like to wake up to singing of the birds? rustling of trees? gush of fresh air? excellent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...a simple hug means so much more&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpmCqBY2fI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xeJsg6BCjso/s1600-h/DSC04574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjT6AFaZMAc/SNpmCqBY2fI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xeJsg6BCjso/s200/DSC04574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249620511479618034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i felt touched.. from strangers we became friends.. they were like family to me for the few days.. i was like a child who came from the city to visit.. they made me feel welcome, they made me feel at home..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-1309537984986504781?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1309537984986504781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=1309537984986504781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/1309537984986504781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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only say.. i already miss the people.. miss everyone that was at the camp.. my family for the past 4 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left home on thurs afternoon to school to meet the person that i was getting a lift from.. with no idea on how she looked like, i arrived in school early.. i waited outside the library, hoping to see someone that looks like they are going for camp too.. just after 4pm, divija came out from the lib and we went to get lollies (realise this is wad they call sweets here). she is really nice.. very friendly.. she's doing her masters in speech pathology and so is lanvy (dunno how to spell her name).. so we left sydney at around 4.30pm and proceeded our way towards jamanee gunya.. we had lots of snacks, biscuits, chocolates, rice dumplings, lollies.. nice.. and we got to know one another on our way there.. 2 hours into the drive, we stopped at a little town called berry for dinner.. we went to a pizza place that looks quite nice.. and the pizza is really nice.. after a 45 min break, we drove off towards our final destination. it was pretty dark and we cant see the surroundings at all.. we had to turn on high beam at times to see the road ahead.. after much driving and wrong turns, we arrived at the camp site. we were greeted by a lady, jenny.. she was the lady boss and was up waiting for us.. so nice.. we got out of the car and it was cold.. the campsite was down in a valley.. we got our stuff out into the dormitories and went to the activity area for a cuppa (hot drink).. then we chatted around the campfire until the others arrive.. after meeting the boss, noel, we talked a little and we headed off to bed.. all of us were exhausted.. but to our horror, none of us got a good sleep cause someone in the dorm had a snoring prob, he was snoring super loudly the whole night and i happened to sleep in the same room as him.. sarah was worst, she was sleeping next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morning, sarah and i woke up at 7am.. we looked around the place and enjoyed the scenery. the morning birds chirping, wind blowing.. the environment was just great.. it just makes u relax. sarah and i being the first few to wake up chatted with noel. got to know about the place more and animals around the compound.. they have one huge place.. breakfast was cereal and fresh fruits..there was museli too, fruit juices.. my eyes lit up when i saw banana.. haha.. after breakfast, we had a chat on aboriginal culture, made lunch then off we went to climb a mountain.. the view on the way up was breath taking.. i was super unfit.. haha.. panted all the way up.. but the climb was worth it.. the view was great and we had lunch at the top of the mountain.. the fresh air and view just blew my mind away.. after that we got back to the campsite and showered.. when i showered, it was already dark and i couldnt see anything.. cause there werent any lights.. the place doesnt have electricity and i didnt had any reception on my australian line.. so stupid.. my singapore line had so i managed to sms back home to my mom.. luckily.. if not she'll freak out.. haha.. without any electricity, i turned my phone off after i arrived, one reason is to save battery and another is that there isnt any reception anyway.. so after shower, it was cold.. we had dinner, everyone had a piece of beef with potatoes, pumkins and bread.. nice.. jenny prepared it.. after dinner, we watched a dvd to introduce what is the aboriginal culture.. after that we were exhausted so off to bed we went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morning, woke up early again.. had great breakfast again and enjoyed the slower pace of life.. we had talks in the morning on the health and police system for the aboriginal people.. i was busy playing with jenny and noel's grand daughter who came to visit.. really got to understand more of the difficulties the people face and tips on communication skills.. after lunch.. we headed off to the lake for kayaking.. when we got there, it was too windy so we didnt get to kayak around the lake.. instead, we cross over to the other side and enjoy the view of the ocean and threw spears and bombarang.. i explored the beach and collected shells.. memories of my trip, i got to know more about the culture there too.. trekking through the lake was an experience! after we got back, got a quick shower before heading off to watch a dvd on a culture in one of the other communities/countries as they call it.. we were waiting for the others who kayak back as they got stuck at the nature park.. we got a visitor who showed as some reptiles like snakes and lizard and gave us advice on how to handle them.. oh well.. while waiting, i developed gastric pain.. had dinner while in pain.. had kangaroo meat, crocodile meat, beef and sausage for dinner.. yum yum.. haha.. after that we sat around the fire and chatted.. noel started on the didj and some of us tried to blow it.. i failed in the attempt..  it was great listening to the music and everything.. we went off to bed at around 11 plus.. i was tired already.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day at jamanee gunya.. felt kinda sad.. ate the last breakfast.. we had bacon and egg for breakfast.. nice.. after that we painted our own bombarang.. nice.. then we were introduce to tools used by the men and women in the culture.. we saw photographs of the culture too.. really got to understand more.. ash shared the story about his life.. which was pretty personal but we got to understand him better.. after lunch, we packed up, took photographs and said our goodbyes.. as we hugged one another and said out goodbyes, it felt kind of sad.. really gonna miss my time at the camp, miss the whole family feel.. i still rmb the first night when we arrive, noel said that we gonna be a family for the next few days and we hafta treat everyone like a family.. at the end of the day, i really felt like in a big family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back, divija, lanvy and i, we reflected on the memories we had of the camp.. talked about stuff that happened.. saw the beautiful scenery that we were leaving behind to go back to the city.. we saw cows crossing the road.. all the nature stuff.. stuff we cant find here.. missed the starry nights, missed the cold nights around the warm campfire.. missed the sounds of nature, missed the total darkness.. i wanna go back if i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for such an enjoyable time.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-4889417274078833481?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4889417274078833481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=4889417274078833481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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here.. haha.. too bad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-560014571587299036?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/feeds/560014571587299036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14483136&amp;postID=560014571587299036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/560014571587299036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14483136/posts/default/560014571587299036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lieme.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-day-has-come-by-celine-dion.html' title='a new day has come by Celine Dion'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-5015745419255972352</id><published>2008-09-16T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:32:03.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling great..</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling great now cause i finish my criminality report.. haha.. i did on feminist theories and their implication on the treatment of females charged with crime.. haha.. not that i think i did great.. but it's over.. handed it up.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushing some stuff up till thurs cos i going for my weekend camp.. missing sch on fri.. ha.. gonna get a lift from a speech therapist.. ha.. cant wait.. she sounds friendly too.. it'll be a 4hr road trip.. and i heard that it's a scenic view.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 2 plus last nite cause wanted to finish my report but in the end i couldnt as i had trouble phrasing all the stuff.. i haf a huge language prob.. oh man.. chatted with minli online while she was at school.. haha.. so great to hear a familiar voice.. used web cam to kinda show her my hse.. haha.. fun.. my parents skyped me later too.. oh well.. when i went to bed i couldnt help but think of my report, just frustrated at what i wanna write in it.. so i had trouble slping and this morning had to wake up early for lessons.. so was kinda tired.. haha.. manage to come home early and started on my report again.. cook my beef stew in between.. hee.. mummy gave me the recipe.. i was so motivated to complete my report that i didnt ate lunch, munch on my biscuits and didnt want dinner until i finish typing a section.. haha.. now so happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea.. some things...shhh...&lt;div 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great..'/><author><name>melie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17964364878204619131</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-14483136.post-6075017520514329165</id><published>2008-09-11T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:12:25.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week...</title><content type='html'>there is a criminality assignment due next week.. been trying to do my readings and understand them.. but i'm kinda slow at it.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some stuff happened this week.. my parents got a web cam last week.. so managed to video skype them.. although i chat with my mom on skype now and then.. my bro enlisted yesterdae.. so one less person in the house.. so my parents are kinda paranoid i suppose.. no one at home for them to worry so they started being overly concerned here.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to get updates from my bro on his camp.. my mom say it's not bad a place.. hope he manages the training though.. heard his sec sch classmate enlisted on the same day as him and to the same unit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr going to meet a poly friend in town for tea.. going lindt cafe.. yeah.. then going to the other house for lantern festival celebrations.. got pizzas and mooncakes.. gonna haf mahjong and card games too.. haha.. so enjoy life.. but my groupmates probably going to IM our industrial partner about our project.. yea.. so maybe we gonna finalise the details.. so exciting.. really hope it'll turn out well in singapore..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-6075017520514329165?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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started moving my furniture.. i tot i could go back to slp after putting a bucket to collect the water.. but i couldnt.. so i took a picture of the ceiling and sent an email to the property agent at 7 plus in the morning.. anyway.. after some lazing around, i prepared to go out.. i wanted to stay home cox it was raining.. but we were meeting our friends at cabramatta to buy mooncake and check out the lantern festival celebrations they were having.. rain kinda dampen the mood on everything.. we ate lunch at a pretty nice vietnamese restaurant and then we kinda tour around those stalls they set up.. we bought 4 boxes of mooncakes too cause the 8 of us is celebrating mooncake festival this friday at the other house.. cool.. after that we went to town, to go to the pylon lookout.. i had tickets cox i went to the bridge climb the last time.. the view at the top was great.. other than the strong wind.. and gloomy weather.. due to the bad weather, the chalk art festival at darling harbour was cancelled too.. kinda sad we didnt get to go there.. we went QVB to eat laksa.. though it cost $8 a bowl.. but it's nice.. anyway food here cost this much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, i went to flemington market wif bixia to get groceries and shop around paddy's market.. i got a pair of boots.. haha.. we bought 10kg of potatoes, probably another 10kg of pears and 48 rolls of toilet rolls.. haha.. it's like pasir panjang market there.. everything is sold in bulk, then it's cheap.. hee.. well with the help of a trolley, we managed to drag the stuff back.. but we were faced with obstacles like stairs and curbs.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. back to the main topic.. i've got a few trips planned.. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up is a health sciences weekend workshop at jamanee gunya.. it's gonna be a 3D2N camp at the south coast of new south wales.. about 4 hours drive from sydney.. it's a camp where we get to learn about the traditional medicine and healing and a field trip to the national park.. got kayaking, bushfire, boomerang throwing this kind of stuff too.. it's kinda exciting.. get to learn more about the aboriginal culture.. will be away next weekend.. but still finding on how to get there.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is melbourn trip in october! going for singapore day.. heard from wei khoon that he's going there too.. so probably will be meeting up with him and yaozong.. haha.. i'll probably be staying with my ot friends who are studying at la trobe.. exciting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda thinking of going NZ during my summer hols.. probably use the itinerary from my parents trip.. need to do some reading up first.. just wanna relax and just enjoy the scenery.. hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14483136-619286322985670863?l=lieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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