<?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-36447091</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:26:38.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Myself and I</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36447091.post-2717848402447383105</id><published>2011-04-18T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T10:56:24.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And no, it's not karma...</title><content type='html'>After 1 year, I'm back to announce...It's back and it sucks. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you thought it's all over, it comes back and bites you in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to move on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-2717848402447383105?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2717848402447383105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=2717848402447383105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2717848402447383105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2717848402447383105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-no-its-not-karma.html' title='And no, it&apos;s not karma...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-5184687401996314185</id><published>2010-05-08T17:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T17:57:02.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics Spam</title><content type='html'>Still very much into the Arashi-mode, I'm back to do some lyrics spam of some of the songs that I love. In this first (maybe last) installment of lyrics spam, I'll be introducing 3 songs, 5x10, Niji (Nino Solo) and Kako (Nino Solo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5x10 - Arashi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VBDyxBj-ENw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=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/VBDyxBj-ENw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings and thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song means so much to fans who has been supporting them these past 10 years, so it really means a lot to a 10 year old fan like me. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that the 5 of them wrote this just makes you all warm and fuzzy inside that you just want to prance around in the room and hug whatever that is in your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their best anniversary song by far. Really. TOPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romaji Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deatte suunen are wa guuzen na ki mo suru ne kizukeba juunen&lt;br /&gt;Sora ni maiagatte yuku fuusen&lt;br /&gt;Kyasha na gonin de norikomu yureru fune&lt;br /&gt;"Tada warattokou..." "Kitto yume ga kanau toko..."&lt;br /&gt;Sou iikikaseteta koro no kako mo ima mune ni matou (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aseri fuan ikidoori bakka nanka kanjiteita hibi mo atta na&lt;br /&gt;Demo anata ga ite kureta kara sono egao attakakatta kara&lt;br /&gt;Aruite koretanda ne (yeah) yoko ni narabi tsukanda te (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Kono sugoshita jikan sae... tte nanka ne ima wa mada tada tereru ne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karadajuu ni kaze o atsumeta bokura, sasaekirenai kanashimi mo,&lt;br /&gt;Anata ga ita kara egao ni dekita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujaki ni kanadateta fukyouwaon wa, iron na sekai o mite kitanda.&lt;br /&gt;Ki ga tsukeba itsu no ma ni ka sore ga, bokura ni natteta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honki de naite, honki de waratte,&lt;br /&gt;(Bokutachi kara wa takusan no ai no&lt;br /&gt;Kotoba shika mou hontou ni nani mo nai no)&lt;br /&gt;Honki de nayande, honki de ikite,&lt;br /&gt;(Uta ni nosete saido&lt;br /&gt;Kasaneta bun no dekkai ai o)&lt;br /&gt;Ima ga aru, mune o hareru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honki de naite, honki de waratte,&lt;br /&gt;(Bokutachi kara wa takusan no ai no&lt;br /&gt;Kotoba shika mou hontou ni nani mo nai no)&lt;br /&gt;Honki de nayande, honki de ikite,&lt;br /&gt;(Uta ni nosete saido&lt;br /&gt;Kasaneta bun no dekkai ai o)&lt;br /&gt;Ima ga aru, mune o hareru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ippo ippo" chikai michi nado nai nara shinjiru michi o iku shika nai kara&lt;br /&gt;Moshi mo anata ga naitara koko de mata aou yo&lt;br /&gt;Kono aikawarazu no yatsura kara tada ai okuru (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Tomo ni nozomu mirai for you (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Saki no yama wa kaze de koeru toberu&lt;br /&gt;Bokura no iro de atari someru yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitoribocchi de nozoita sora o, anata mo miteiru no ka na?&lt;br /&gt;Nara, utau yo. Sora ni mukatte... sou chikara no kagiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honki de naite, honki de waratte,&lt;br /&gt;(Bokutachi kara wa takusan no ai no&lt;br /&gt;Kotoba shika mou hontou ni nani mo nai no)&lt;br /&gt;Honki de nayande, honki de ikite,&lt;br /&gt;(Uta ni nosete saido&lt;br /&gt;Kasaneta bun no dekkai ai o)&lt;br /&gt;Ima ga aru, mune o hareru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bokura kawashita koe ga kienai no naraba, chikaeru yo kono ai o hyakunen saki mo.&lt;br /&gt;Egao ga saitemasu you ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zutto zutto kokoro ni arunda. Dakara koso tsutaete mitainda.&lt;br /&gt;Arigatou... "Kore kara mo arigatou"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koko ni tatteru. Bokutachi ga ima, kagayakeru no wa kimi ga iru kara&lt;br /&gt;Gonin de iru. Zutto iru.&lt;br /&gt;Ima made o chikara ni kaete, kawaranu ai de tsutsumikondara&lt;br /&gt;Eien ga, hora eien ga&lt;br /&gt;Boku to kimi dake ni umaretanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years after we met feel like a coincidence, and now it's already been 10 years&lt;br /&gt;The balloons floating up into the sky&lt;br /&gt;The rocking boat that we five scrawny boys boarded together&lt;br /&gt;"Let's just smile..." "I'm sure our dreams are about to come true..."&lt;br /&gt;The days in our past when we told ourselves that are all in our hearts now (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were days when we felt nothing but impatience, anxiety, or anger&lt;br /&gt;But because you were there, because your smiles were so warm&lt;br /&gt;We've come this far (yeah) with your hands at our sides to hold on to (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the time we've spent together... it's still a little embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winds we gathered throughout our bodies, the unbearable sadness&lt;br /&gt;Because you were there, we could turn it all into smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poorly tuned harmonies we sang so innocently have seen many different worlds&lt;br /&gt;And before we knew it, they had become who we are now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We genuinely cried, we genuinely laughed,&lt;br /&gt;(There's nothing we can offer now&lt;br /&gt;Except words filled with all our love)&lt;br /&gt;We genuinely worried, we genuinely lived,&lt;br /&gt;(So we'll say it in a song and sing it again&lt;br /&gt;With all the love that has grown around us)&lt;br /&gt;Now we have this moment, and we can be proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We genuinely cried, we genuinely laughed,&lt;br /&gt;(There's nothing we can offer now&lt;br /&gt;Except words filled with all our love)&lt;br /&gt;We genuinely worried, we genuinely lived,&lt;br /&gt;(So we'll say it in a song and sing it again&lt;br /&gt;With all the love that has grown around us)&lt;br /&gt;Now we have this moment, and we can be proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Step by step" If there's no path nearby, all we can do is walk the path we believe in&lt;br /&gt;If you should ever cry, we'll meet here again&lt;br /&gt;We unchanging guys will send nothing but our love (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And wish for a future together for you (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;We'll use the wind to cross the mountain ahead, we can fly&lt;br /&gt;We'll paint everything around in our own colors, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking up at the sky alone, and I wonder if you're seeing it too&lt;br /&gt;If you are, I'll sing to the sky... yes, with all my strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We genuinely cried, we genuinely laughed,&lt;br /&gt;(There's nothing we can offer now&lt;br /&gt;Except words filled with all our love)&lt;br /&gt;We genuinely worried, we genuinely lived,&lt;br /&gt;(So we'll say it in a song and sing it again&lt;br /&gt;With all the love that has grown around us)&lt;br /&gt;Now we have this moment, and we can be proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as the voices we've exchanged don't disappear,&lt;br /&gt;We can swear to hold on to this love even 100 years from now&lt;br /&gt;And we pray that you'll still be smiling then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always, always in our hearts, that's why we want to try and show it to you&lt;br /&gt;Thank you... "From now on as well, thank you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're standing here now, able to shine because you're there&lt;br /&gt;The five of us will always be here, forever&lt;br /&gt;If we turn everything up to now into our strength, and wrap it up with unchanging love&lt;br /&gt;Eternity... look, eternity&lt;br /&gt;Was born just for me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niji - Ninomiya Kazunari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aW1QHkbeZyc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=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/aW1QHkbeZyc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings and thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This solo is really not very new, but I've always managed to miss it somehow. Ok, I admit that the title gave me the impression that it was a happy, upbeat song that would sound similar to Himitsu, thus I never really bothered. It's not that I don't like Himitsu, in fact, I quite like it. Just that I didn't feel that I needed a Himitsu number 2 in my life. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that Nino playing the piano is so UBER attractive. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! Nino should write more songs like this! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romaji Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itsumo sou yo.&lt;br /&gt;Suneru to kimi wa.&lt;br /&gt;Watashi no daiji na mono o kakusu deshou.&lt;br /&gt;Sono basho wa kimatte onaji da kara.&lt;br /&gt;Kyou wa saki ni itte matte miru wa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisetsutachi ga yuuhi o tsurete kite&lt;br /&gt;Kage ga watashi o mitsukete nobiru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bikkuri shita kao de watashi o mitsumete wa&lt;br /&gt;Kyuu ni kuchi togarase puitto soto miru no.&lt;br /&gt;Gomen ne. to iu to&lt;br /&gt;Jaa kocchi ni kite yo to&lt;br /&gt;Nee, hora mite mite&lt;br /&gt;Kage ga kasanatta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasa ga butsukari massugu arukenai.&lt;br /&gt;Sonna watashi o mite waratteiru no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watashi mo yatte misete ageru no.&lt;br /&gt;Onaji you ni kuchi o togarasu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasashiku warau kimi ga&lt;br /&gt;Kono jikan ga kuukan ga&lt;br /&gt;Nakitaku naru kurai&lt;br /&gt;Ichiban daiji na mono da yo.&lt;br /&gt;Waza to togaraseteru...&lt;br /&gt;Watashi ni gomen ne no henji o matazu ni&lt;br /&gt;Yasashiku kisu shita no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kore kara wa chotto kurai no wagamama&lt;br /&gt;Itte mo ii yo.&lt;br /&gt;Demo watashi ni dake yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendokusai kara tte&lt;br /&gt;Sunao ja nainda kara&lt;br /&gt;Nan de ienai no ka na?&lt;br /&gt;Suki da yo.&lt;br /&gt;Hitokoto yo?&lt;br /&gt;Tama ni wa kikitai na.&lt;br /&gt;Kyou wa watashi to kimi ga&lt;br /&gt;Myouji o kasaneta hi.&lt;br /&gt;Ai ga mebuita hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la... la... la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niji ga kirei da yo.&lt;br /&gt;Iya, omae no hou ga...&lt;br /&gt;Terehajimeru kimi ni&lt;br /&gt;Arigatou. Arigatou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always like that.&lt;br /&gt;When you're sulking&lt;br /&gt;You hide the things that are important to me.&lt;br /&gt;It's the same place as always,&lt;br /&gt;So today I'll go there first and wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seasons bring the evening sunlight&lt;br /&gt;The shadows find me and stretch toward me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look at me with a surprised face&lt;br /&gt;Then you suddenly purse your lips and turn to look outside.&lt;br /&gt;When I say "I'm sorry"&lt;br /&gt;And "Then come over here"&lt;br /&gt;Hey, look, look&lt;br /&gt;Our shadows are overlapping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our umbrellas bump together so I can't walk straight.&lt;br /&gt;You're watching me like this and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you that I can do it too.&lt;br /&gt;I can purse my lips the same way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gentle smile&lt;br /&gt;This time, this space&lt;br /&gt;They're so important to me&lt;br /&gt;That I could start to cry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pursing my lips on purpose...&lt;br /&gt;Without waiting for a response to my apology&lt;br /&gt;I softly kissed you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, if you want to say selfish things,&lt;br /&gt;You can if you want.&lt;br /&gt;But only to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's aggravating&lt;br /&gt;Because it's not honest&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you say it?&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Just those three words?&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear it now and then.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day you and I&lt;br /&gt;Put our family names together.&lt;br /&gt;The day our love bloomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la... la... la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rainbow is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;No, you're the beautiful one...&lt;br /&gt;For starting to look embarrassed,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kako - Ninomiya Kazunari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vZp308hrLG8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=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/vZp308hrLG8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings and thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is much older than Niji but somehow I just cannot get it out of my head. I admit that I totally missed this song too and only heard it after Niji cause I deliberately googled it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is another wonderfully written piece by Nino. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romaji Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kienu kienu samidare no ato&lt;br /&gt;Kawakanu namida no ato&lt;br /&gt;Kesenu kesenu yamiyo ni ukabu&lt;br /&gt;Itoshiki hito no kage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuuyake kawara o aruiteru&lt;br /&gt;Kimi to issho ni egao tsurete&lt;br /&gt;Kyou no bangohan nani shiyou?&lt;br /&gt;Chiisa na sugoku chiisa na futsuu no shiawase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinde itta anata wa boku no kokoro ni shimite ikita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoka no hito o aishite mo&lt;br /&gt;Hoka no hito de shika arimasen&lt;br /&gt;Ikudo to naku kisetsu mataide mo&lt;br /&gt;Hontou wa hanarete wa kieru no ga kowakute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumire o mitsume kono hana kirei&lt;br /&gt;Demo itsuka wa kareru no ne...&lt;br /&gt;Toki wa yuugure shu ni majiwaru to&lt;br /&gt;Minamo ni futari nokoshite...&lt;br /&gt;Kage wa kage o kasanete&lt;br /&gt;Hitotsu ni naru no o osorete&lt;br /&gt;Kizuku no ga ososhi to&lt;br /&gt;Minamo ni hitori...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano hi umeta kokoro no tane wa&lt;br /&gt;Hatsuka sugi mebukimashita&lt;br /&gt;Sugata katachi chigaedo kawaranu ai&lt;br /&gt;Yasashii hikari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never fading, never fading, traces of the early summer's rain&lt;br /&gt;The tracks left by tears never dry&lt;br /&gt;I can't erase, I can't erase the shadow of the one I love&lt;br /&gt;That arises in the dark night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking along the riverside as the sun sets&lt;br /&gt;Together with you and our smiles&lt;br /&gt;What should we do for dinner today?&lt;br /&gt;It was a small, such a small, everyday kind of happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you died, you went on living deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I come to love someone else&lt;br /&gt;They'll never be more than just "someone else"&lt;br /&gt;Even if I continue on through countless seasons&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I'm afraid that if I let go, you'll disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gazing at this violet, it's so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;But one day it will wither...&lt;br /&gt;Time blends with the crimson of the evening&lt;br /&gt;Leaving two reflections on the water's surface...&lt;br /&gt;I was so afraid to see those silhouettes&lt;br /&gt;Join together to become one&lt;br /&gt;I noticed it too late&lt;br /&gt;Only one is reflected there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seeds I buried in my heart then&lt;br /&gt;Began to sprout after the twentieth day&lt;br /&gt;The form, the shape may be different, but the love is unchanging&lt;br /&gt;A gently shining light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits!&lt;br /&gt;All Romaji lyrics and translations are taken from Taijiproject's livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;Please do visit her page and leave comments if you, like me, love her translation and appreciate her work. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://taijiproject.livejournal.com/tag/arashi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5184687401996314185?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5184687401996314185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5184687401996314185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5184687401996314185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5184687401996314185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2010/05/lyrics-spam.html' title='Lyrics Spam'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7976624196225202986</id><published>2010-03-25T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T23:47:35.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Posts!</title><content type='html'>Finally I hit a 100 posts. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly the most fervent blogger and I had to admit that I almost forgot about this blog in my period of hiatus. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to celebrate my 100th post, I shall spazz about this one very special boyband that has stayed in my heart longer than any other bands have. Hehe. 10years and going strong. :) ARASHI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, I admit that there were times where they were second fiddle to my new obsessions with other boybands. BUT! I also realised that they cannot be replaced. No matter how long I've not been following their news, there will still be times where I'll think about them and start googling and then fall back in love with them. Each and every time, I'm just able to find new reasons to justify my love for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could go on and on for hours just talking about them. And so I will! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times I rewatch old episodes of Mago Mago Arashi, I never fail to fall in love with this series. Seriously, why did it have to stop?! Arashi as grandkids were like DA BEST! Not to mention whenever it's an Ohmiya episode, it'll get me all super excited. :) Even when it become Kodomo no Bangohan for a while, it's still nice to see Arashi with kids! You'll know what kind of Papas they will be. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shukudai kun has just ended it's run and moved on to a new series. Seriously, there were episodes that were totally hilarious, and some others that were not too exciting. But this variety has never failed to make me hungry! (ok, except episodes when the guests ask for mushroom dishes, sometimes weird stamina dishes...eeuw) I wonder if the new series will have Ogura san. If not, I'll miss their interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VS Arashi! Going strong! Whee! Finally a golden slot ne? I miss the Choice　Ouji (Prince) Nino...He doesn't seem to doing pipe choice very often these days. MDA is back. Poor Ohno who got his first MDA for something that's not his fault. Hah! Just because the Plus One guest is not part of Arashi ne? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Himitsu no Arashi Chan! My next favourite after Mago Mago. Seriously, I love VIP Room and Mannequin 5! Utterly hilarious corners. They should keep doing it! More hilarious guests please! Onegaishimasu! And I seriously don't recall any episodes of VIP Room where the guest chose Nino as her favourite Arashi member! Cannot be! Haha. I really should go dig. It's probably somewhere. Toda Erika probably should go on VIP Room, she'll probably pick Nino! Hehe! Her Nii-chan! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odoroki no Arashi is probably under Shukudai-kun ne? But it's been around since D no Arashi time? Or was it G no Arashi? Whatever it is, this always reminds me of all the Aibaka-ness. Seriously. I never thought that dry ice could be interesting or who would even think about construction boats made out of kelp, salt, paper, straw or even lego! But it's just so interesting ne? That's how A no Arashi managed to survive all these while. Haha. Though it might have been spun off to become things like Shiodome Aiba Land in Shukudai. Hehe. Baka experiments are always good for laughs. Especially when they are LONG Specials. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough about their variety shows. Music time! Troublemaker is just so catchy! But I love the other track in the single just as much! Yurase, Ima Wo. NICE NICE NICE! Gah! Somebody stop the "sweet, sweet" and "do it, do it" that is replaying in my head all the time! *dances* Being away from Arashi music for quite some time, I had a lot of catching up to do. I still can't believe that I missed the time when Believe was released. It's such a NICE SONG! But too bad, I haven't got the time to go watch Yatta-Man! Sorry Sho. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Arashi has grown not only as a group but also as individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiba has always been considered as the member that I pay the least attention to. But there are times when I'll think, "If the variety shows didn't have Aiba, they probably won't be as funny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for MatsuJun, his popularity is really sky rocketing eh? HanaDan was really a big hit ne? And recently, I've been seeing a lot of Juntoshi action going around. NOOO! Ohmiya is still my OTP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sho's really one that amazes me. All the Sho!fail in variety shows you see really don't reflect how amazing he can be. Always the Keio boy. I'll like to think that it's all calculated !fail. He's too smart to always fail. LOL. Way to go News Caster Sho! I should find the time to go watch News Zero and watch him casting news. Probably that will add more marks to my impression of him. :) Oh, and I must mention, SakuRap is Da Bomb! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nino has officially been promoted from being my Ni-ban to my Ichi-ban! And no no, Ohno has not been demoted to Ni-ban, but I've decided that both are my Ichi-bans! The gap between these 2 has never been too great since I first liked them, but I could always feel some slight biasness towards Ohno in the past, but now, I can't seem to tear my eyes away from both. I guess all the acting that Nino did really closed the gap. I love to see Nino act and I'm proud of all his acting achievements. Seriously. Can't wait for his new movies to come out. But I think that will only be next year? Gantz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohno is still Ichi-ban, sharing top spot with Nino. Heh. His artworks never fail to amaze me. His dance is like fluid and his singing just melts me. Haha. Exaggerating much? LOL! But they are really good! After contemplating for years, yes, years, I've finally decided to splash the cash on his art exhibition book, Freestyle! I decided that his art is too good and I just need to have it. :) His non-existence as the leader of Arashi, yet is always respected for being Riida, is just amazing. He is like a walking irony. HAHA! The MOST unleader-like leader. But all that fishing he is doing now is really showing. He is still as black as ever! But it's ok. It makes him stand out! Haha! I just pity the make-up artist. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there is no end to my spazz about Arashi ne? I would love to go on and on and on about their dramas, their movies, the pairings...OHMIYA! But I guess I need to learn some self control. Hehe. So I'll end off with a couple of pictures. I swear no pic spam this time. Just one picture that my bro did for me for my wallie with their "Believe" single cover and one Ohmiya Rabu pic! Don't you dare say gay! It's just cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/S6uE27wFy4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/wXrXrsIKX58/s1600/ARASHI+WALL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/S6uE27wFy4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/wXrXrsIKX58/s320/ARASHI+WALL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452597853149318018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/S6uE3Vuo3BI/AAAAAAAAAwg/v2smw8LK4FU/s1600/ohmiya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/S6uE3Vuo3BI/AAAAAAAAAwg/v2smw8LK4FU/s320/ohmiya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452597860122549266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7976624196225202986?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7976624196225202986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7976624196225202986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7976624196225202986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7976624196225202986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2010/03/100th-posts.html' title='100th Posts!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/S6uE27wFy4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/wXrXrsIKX58/s72-c/ARASHI+WALL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36447091.post-2287664908886542998</id><published>2009-11-27T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:40:48.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I last blogged. Though it's still the exam period, but I just had this sudden urge to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened since I last blogged and as usual, my emotions are still on a roller coaster ride, travelling at full speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come and go, even if I don't get to see you very often, it still matters a lot. Cause you are part of my BIG picture, my life, my family. Even though it was a very busy period with many datelines, I knew that I had to attend. It's like I don't want to regret anything later on. I had my regret last year, but that was something that I had no control over. I was told not to come back. And I didn't. But that left a big hole in me. And that hole will never go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next issue has been bothering me for quite a while. I thought that I've gotten over it. I thought I was strong. I thought the worse was over. Nope. It's almost like how Yayun would say. 犯贱. Even though I knew that doing certain things would hurt bad, but I still do it. And I get miserable and tired and then will start feeling like I'm all alone in the world. Who understands? Who cares? I keep a lot of things to myself. Not because I want to. I just can't find someone to share it with. How many nights do I have to cry myself to sleep? How many days do I need to just stare blankly at the computer and pretend that I'm fine, I'm strong and everything is ok? It's not ok. It's not in the past, and it still isn't. I question my worth, I step on my own confidence and I get depressed. Damn you Fiona Yeo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been getting the thoughts of being used, being toyed with, being someone's ego boosting thing. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm thinking too much, but I know that I'm usually right. I sense vibes well, and so if you really are not like what I said, then all I can say is, but that's how I feel. I know I sound like some anal brat. But it always sucks when I put myself out of my shell for you to retreat back. I'm not fun, not spontaneous, not social and even not a good friend. Then why did you want to prod me out of my shell? When I'm finally out of my shell, I find no one. I really don't want to give up searching, so I try not to go back to my shell. But the weather's been rough these days. I don't even know if I have the energy to crawl back into my shell. Yes, I'm questioning your sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, my dream has finally realised. Jing came to Singapore! Being the idol chaser my whole life, I've never felt so happy, so satisfied and so sad all at one time. Happy and satisfied cause Jing is really one GREAT idol who is really very nice to her fans. Her actions at SHA really touched me and made me very HIGH! Wootz! of course, not forgetting the lunch. I felt like a fool. Sitting beside her made me stiffen up and the only thing I remembered to do was to STARE. I wasn't talking and I wasn't even listening carefully. All I could do, was stare. STARE STARE STARE. Oh well, at least I remembered to shake her hands. Haha! Just like how she was my comfort when I was in Norway, she is still my comfort now. 1 year on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, WEDDING BELLS ARE RINGING! Yes yes, my cousin has finally gotten married. I feel so happy for her! :) I've never been very involved in a wedding before, so this was quite an experience for me. Though I'm still not VERY involved, but being a sister has its fun. Coming up with the Mahjong game, helping out whenever I can, running around with the bride, catching the bouquet (Yes, I caught it, so all other sisters, no getting married before me! :p) and of course, my first ever Emcee-ing in Chinese! Haha. I've only Emcee-ed twice in my whole life, once in Primary School for an End of the Year School function and once in Secondary School where I Emcee-ed for a Choir performance in School. But both times were in English! This time, I had to finally keep in my Singaporean Chinese and try and speak as properly as I can. (My chinese ex-tuition teacher was one of the guest in the wedding and I was so afraid she would hang her head in shame for teaching out such a lousy student! HAHA!) Hotel preparation, the bride and groom's wedding suite, wedding rehearsals and eventually the actual thing. Scary really. I wasn't looking at the crowd at all. Just at my script to make sure I don't say anything wrongly. Hoho. It's definitely one joyous day in the midst of my exams. I'm really really very happy for my cousin! Audrey 姐姐！祝你们 白头偕老，永愈爱河， 早生贵子！:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-2287664908886542998?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2287664908886542998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=2287664908886542998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2287664908886542998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2287664908886542998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-long-time-since-i-last-blogged.html' title='Summary'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-6193141956668599774</id><published>2009-09-07T18:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:24:08.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>真实</title><content type='html'>张惠妹 真实 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说的话 在我心中生了根&lt;br /&gt;爱得很深 所以心会疼&lt;br /&gt;记忆 在我的心中翻滚&lt;br /&gt;是不是每一个人&lt;br /&gt;都像我一样笨&lt;br /&gt;只怕再问 对彼此都太残忍&lt;br /&gt;我能感觉 另外一个人&lt;br /&gt;我等 等笑容换成泪痕&lt;br /&gt;爱在崩溃的时候 比较真&lt;br /&gt;太多疑问 知道答案又如何&lt;br /&gt;原来容忍不需要天份&lt;br /&gt;只要爱错一个人&lt;br /&gt;心痛比快乐更真实&lt;br /&gt;爱为何这样的讽刺&lt;br /&gt;我忘了这是第几次&lt;br /&gt;一见你就无法坚持&lt;br /&gt;孤独比拥抱更真实&lt;br /&gt;爱让人失去了理智&lt;br /&gt;会不会是我太自私&lt;br /&gt;拒绝更寂寞的日子&lt;br /&gt;放不开 也看不见未来&lt;br /&gt;难道这种不完美&lt;br /&gt;才是爱情真实的样子&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-6193141956668599774?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6193141956668599774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=6193141956668599774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6193141956668599774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6193141956668599774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='真实'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7648792129082265206</id><published>2009-08-25T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:58:06.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The emo-ness strikes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of self confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of not being loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7648792129082265206?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7648792129082265206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7648792129082265206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7648792129082265206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7648792129082265206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/emo-ness-strikes-back.html' title=''/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-3663266353915535402</id><published>2009-07-06T09:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T10:02:43.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nagasaki Shunsuke</title><content type='html'>I've been fervently watching Ninja Warrior on TV every week and I have to admit, this boy here has really caught my attention. Hehe. What's new right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThMheqWrZIE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/ThMheqWrZIE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uw4hpMF-k1Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/Uw4hpMF-k1Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool right? And he is my age! Heh. For the first video, I wanted to put the English version, but too bad, the video won't fit. Blah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3663266353915535402?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3663266353915535402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3663266353915535402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3663266353915535402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3663266353915535402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/nagasaki-shunsuke.html' title='Nagasaki Shunsuke'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-8908204939975108944</id><published>2009-06-23T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:18:31.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbroken</title><content type='html'>I'll be lying if I said I was fine and life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly am heartbroken. Brought up to the heavens, only to be brought back to hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-8908204939975108944?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8908204939975108944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=8908204939975108944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8908204939975108944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8908204939975108944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/heartbroken.html' title='Heartbroken'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-3607993389450336956</id><published>2009-06-10T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:52:25.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You put a smile on my face</title><content type='html'>I thought I had enough time to forget. I was quite sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With work as a distraction, I thought things would go as planned. But it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it is a bad thing, maybe it is stronger than I think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that cannot be denied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put a smile on my face. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3607993389450336956?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3607993389450336956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3607993389450336956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3607993389450336956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3607993389450336956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-put-smile-on-my-face.html' title='You put a smile on my face'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-6855855886602706941</id><published>2009-04-09T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:24:43.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Plans/ Wishes</title><content type='html'>As my birthday approaches and I'm turning a year older, I thought about what I want in my life. My ideal life. My wishes in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Life:&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to face any more deaths in the near future. May my family be healthy and stay happy. The simplest wishes, but the most heartfelt and sincere wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Life:&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm never a social person, so I don't dream about making new friends. I will make new friends as time pass, but all I wish for now is to hold the people close to me. Keep they close to my heart and remain close to them for a long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School Life:&lt;br /&gt;Simple. Graduate with decent grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working Life:&lt;br /&gt;Get a decent paying job that I don't hate. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Life:&lt;br /&gt;I really wish for a boyfriend, go steady for a few years and hopefully can get married by 30. I think my ultimate goal in life at this stage is to be able to settle down and start a family. Really. But there is no guy. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my wishes are simple. Haha. Not asking for much, but I guess a lot of it requires fate and luck. If people could really give me what I want for my birthday, it would really be any of those above. It is these non-material things that are important to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-6855855886602706941?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6855855886602706941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=6855855886602706941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6855855886602706941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6855855886602706941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-plans-wishes.html' title='Life Plans/ Wishes'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7054178515312508899</id><published>2009-03-29T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:27:11.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>看开了！</title><content type='html'>看开了！ :)&lt;br /&gt;人生不再灰暗&lt;br /&gt;心情不再沉重&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7054178515312508899?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7054178515312508899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7054178515312508899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7054178515312508899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7054178515312508899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='看开了！'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7667478689038960474</id><published>2009-03-25T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:52:51.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffocating</title><content type='html'>It's suffocating me. &lt;br /&gt;I dropped my first tear for him. I hope it will be the last.&lt;br /&gt;How can I feel like I've been through a breakup when nothing has even happened?&lt;br /&gt;Everyday and night, my mind is only filled him.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing this to myself?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, please bring the pain away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7667478689038960474?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7667478689038960474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7667478689038960474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7667478689038960474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7667478689038960474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2009/03/suffocating.html' title='Suffocating'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-8791860655641298766</id><published>2009-01-21T02:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T02:14:07.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>Am I really too anti-social?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will I walk away with from this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably lost myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-8791860655641298766?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8791860655641298766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=8791860655641298766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8791860655641298766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8791860655641298766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2009/01/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7764365062257091305</id><published>2008-12-11T03:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:14:55.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Idol</title><content type='html'>I've got a new idol!!! Ok, what is new right? When is Fiona not having new idols. Oh well, this time, it is a girl! A boyish girl. Think Pan Mei Chen. Along that line. I remember I was watching Yu Le Bai Fen Bai on youtube and came across her. I went like, wah, a very shuai girl. Then, after watching the show and hearing her sing, I came to a conclusion. It's a guy. A feminine looking guy. So I went to youtube, cause I know she is from a singing competition called Super Idol. Then I realised. She's a girl. *Smacks own head* But no matter what, I still think she is good. Her voice, her stage and even her looks. Haha. I really really like her performances. I'll definitely buy her album when she has one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me introduce. 张芸京!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shi Jie Wei Yi De Ni (She sang it twice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zP1ZiyUEKTw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/zP1ZiyUEKTw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0OuViDgN1Kg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/0OuViDgN1Kg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hei Se You Mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2PseYZwSh_k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/2PseYZwSh_k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Yang De Yue Guang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNsXfpca42U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yC9iqYWIEsU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/yC9iqYWIEsU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran Shao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Tdfg-fA1h0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/8Tdfg-fA1h0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xjQuG6L8Jao&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/xjQuG6L8Jao&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OiuO0B_dG80&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/OiuO0B_dG80&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2LdvYFTDu28&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/2LdvYFTDu28&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1030&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UqPmKjsDPro&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/UqPmKjsDPro&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zai Jian Ying Huo Cong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ZX1etLXjcg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/2ZX1etLXjcg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gui Hua Xiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-6reswglMbc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/-6reswglMbc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Special Duet with Guang Liang, Tong Hua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j8fcUFgHZm4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/j8fcUFgHZm4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed her performance? I know she might not be everyone's cup of tea, but she is definitely mine! Completed my spam! Whee! Looking forward to her album! Woohoo! And I must mention this. She is the CHAMPION of the competition! Whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7764365062257091305?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7764365062257091305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7764365062257091305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7764365062257091305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7764365062257091305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-new-idol.html' title='My New Idol'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7220053662187061745</id><published>2008-11-29T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:01:52.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DBSK</title><content type='html'>I'm so so so so proud of them I know I'm slow in posting this news, but I was rereading it and I felt like I needed to post up these pieces of news! Credits to A New Fever - DBSKer (http://dbsker.blgospot.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://dbsker.blogspot.com/2008/11/dbsk-is-trend-in-japan-for-2008.html"&gt;DBSK is a Trend in Japan&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   (I know this is 2 weeks late but I want to document this nonetheless because it is such an awesome feat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TVXQ / Tohoshinki &lt;/span&gt;is becoming a trend in Japan. &lt;b&gt;TVXQ&lt;/b&gt; was listed as a trend on November 14th's &lt;b&gt;NHK's Zoom In Super Show&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the show they were revealing the results of a survey poll for &lt;b&gt;"The biggest Trends of 2008."&lt;/b&gt; Number 1 was the &lt;b&gt;Iphone 3G&lt;/b&gt;, Number 2 was &lt;b&gt;Nintendo&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;TVXQ&lt;/b&gt; was listed as Number 3 on the poll. &lt;b&gt;TVXQ&lt;/b&gt; was the only living thing on the poll. I thought this was pretty funny and cool, thanks to amy for the tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit: AllKpop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;DBSK MAKES HISTORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently the ones shining in Korea and Asia is DBSK. DBSK's 4th album MIROTIC has taken over the number one spot in Korea, Japan, Thailand and etc. Last October DBSK took 1st place in weekly Oricon chart and had highest album sales for foreign artists in Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBSK on the 15th in "2008 M.Net KM Music Festival" had won ALBUM of the Year, the highest Daesang, as well as took over the BIG5 awards even with the long out of country activites, without a shake, and without a doubt. They have once again took over the title of Korea's Best Idol Group and have proven this so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 20th in the Hanteo Charts, DBSK 4th album hit 300,000 album sales. SM.ENT company has announced, however, that they have reached 360,000 currently. (T/N: HANTEO charts updates are slower.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the current state of digital sales being over album sales, DBSK's ability to sell over 300,000 album is truly amazing and meaningful. This year has been the best year for artists/idols passing 100,000 album sales, with Kim Dong-Yul, Big Bang, Brown Eyes, Seo Taiji and more passing record sales of 100,000, the amount of sales for DBSK has surpassed even this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, the image of idol group is not that of an artist, but just singers with visual looks. Because of this idol group's music are considered not sophisticated enough among korean music fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However this is not the case for DBSK. For DBSK, starting with their debut in 2004, all of their 4 albums sales have been around 300,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;DBSK BREAKS 'IDOL - COLORED SINGERS' IMAGE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (T/N: colored - great on the outside..not much going on in reality)&lt;br /&gt;Korean music critic Mr. Kim said that DBSK has the most loyal fans among any idol groups and this is why they were able to accomplish this even during the hard hit time when album sales were worst for singers in 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim said "DBSK's fans, instead of going with the new digital sales, stay with purchasing albums very strictly, and through this they show that believe and know that to support their favorate artist and to show their respect, purchasing the album is the best way to support them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By buying albums Korean fans and music lovers show that they really appreciate and agree that the quality of the music is in high standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim said "Big Bang and Wonder Girls debuted around time when digital sales were normal and DBSK had debuted around time when album sales were still popular. So the fans know, are used to, and understand more how important purchasing albums are and they stick with tradition"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And DBSK does not just have fans in the 10's but also all throughout the 30's. Because they have a wide age range in fans, it helps their albums sell more, especially since image of a more mature and manly DBSK has appealed to fans in the 20's as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;WHY DBSK POPULAR IN ASIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBSK are able to gain popularity not just in korea because they are a group with everything: image, vocals, and dance skills. This is a rare case. Starting from their debut, DBSK has always shown the most powerful stage performances with lives. Starting 3 years ago, DBSK had been doing small concerts in Japan to get used to stepping into areas of unfamiliarity. Their live performances are the best. Their tall bodies and idol facial images is what DBSK adds to their talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music critic Im Jin Mo has said "in DBSK's case, their image and performance as well as music has nothing for the critics to pick on. We can't really find a bad point about them to bash about. Especially with this 4th album - it has helped DBSK and people to realize how much DBSK appeals to fans all over Korea and Asia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIM "The reason DBSK is being accepted as artists in Japan even with their idol looks is because of their skills." "There are no idol groups in Japan that has everything from looks, great vocals and perfect dance performaces, this is why DBSK appeals to them. They are filling that empty spot for the Japanese fans."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Ki Woong (MNET CP) "DBSK is a group that has surpassed the 1st generation idols H.O.T."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;UNIT GROUPS/SOLOS? NO! Reason is DBSK's stubborness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many idols currently are busy doing solo work as well as unit groups, but DBSK has never publicly done solo works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit performances can definitely help the group to gain more popularity among various categories in the entertainment industry, but this can also bring negative effect to the groups. Also the image of solo work can get in way with the image of the members in groups as a whole too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM ENTERTAINMENT has said "DBSK will not be doing any SOLO work in the future or neither do we have any plans for it" "DBSK is a group that puts GROUP and TEAM first. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MBC MUSIC CORE PD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"DBSK is like fusion food. You can put them anywhere in Asia and they will still be on top."&lt;br /&gt;- Their vocal stills are really great. They have surpassed the past image of idols. They also are very good at keeping their group image. Since their debut I have never seen their image crumble and this is rare to see a group that have kept their image well this long... The reason why they were able to do this is because DBSK members are a very hard working group and they don't give up. They must be extremely tired with their schedule but I've never seen them show their weak side ever. Even when I meet them to have a conversation during recording, they always show high energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SBS INKIGAYO PD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They are an idol's dream as well as an idol's end." (T/N: meaning they are what all idols wish to be what they dream about, and DBSK will end the idol world themselves meaning they will carry their fame till the end.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- DBSK's performance, charisma, music, and visual image are best. They've shown a lot more relaxation onstage recently but their performance energy has gotten bigger. Are there any groups that can compare their talents with DBSK right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;M.NET COUNTDOWN PD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DBSK is Korea's representing idols because they are the highest idols of our country. They are at the top of the peak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBSK has surpassed the image of the 1st generation H.O.T. Their performance and music has been upgraded. Especially DBSK'S MIROTIC-Jumun; there are no groups or singers that can actually be able to do this music and actually make it look good as DBSK does. Their 'pose' on stage isn't something you can joke around about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;credits: spn edaily &lt;a href="http://spn.edaily.co.kr/entertain/newsRead.asp?sub_cd=EA21&amp;amp;newsid=01203766586608016&amp;amp;DirCode=0010201&amp;amp;curtype=read"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://spn.edaily.co.kr/entertain/newsRead.asp?sub_cd=EA21&amp;amp;newsid=01210326586608016&amp;amp;DirCode=0010201&amp;amp;curtype=read"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trans: &lt;a href="http://www.soompi.com/forums/index.php?showuser=368245"&gt;virvir111@soompi&lt;/a&gt; (slight edits for understanding by &lt;a href="http://clicheterms.livejournal.com/"&gt;clicheterms&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://dbsker.blogspot.com/2008/11/dbsktohoshinki-invited-to-kohaku-japans.html"&gt;DBSK/Tohoshinki invited to Kohaku: Japan's Most-Watched Music Concert&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   In many interviews, the boys had mentioned that it was their dream to be invited to Kohaku, the biggest annual Japanese end-of-the-year music show, boardcasted on New Year's Eve by NKH on radio and TV. Lots of big entertainers are invited to this concert and split into teams. In the end, viewers can vote for the team they believe should win. Sounds pretty exicting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Literally "Red and White Song Battle," the program divides the most popular music artists of the year into competing teams of red and white. The "red" team made up of all female artists , while the "white" team is all male. &lt;strong&gt;The honor of performing on Kōhaku is strictly by invitation, so only the most successful J-Pop artists and enka singers can perform.&lt;/strong&gt; In addition to the actual music performances, the costumes, hair-styles, makeup, dancing, and lighting are also important. Even today, a performance on &lt;strong&gt;Kōhaku is said to be a big highlight in a singer's career because of the show's large reach.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it was revealed today that DBSK will be attending!&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS BOYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources:&lt;br /&gt;http://hochi.yomiuri.co.jp/entertainment/news/20081125-OHT1T00021.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://headlines.yahoo.co.jp/hl?a=20081125-00000047-spn-ent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7220053662187061745?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7220053662187061745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7220053662187061745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7220053662187061745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7220053662187061745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/dbsk.html' title='DBSK'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-6167456458537246068</id><published>2008-11-29T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:13:58.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Translation </title><content type='html'>I translated S.H.E's &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CTK%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:SimSun; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-alt:宋体; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"\@SimSun"; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你最近还好吗&lt;/span&gt; last night. Don't ask me why. Haha. Heard the song, got inspired, searched for translation, but found a few bad ones, so decided to translate it myself. A waste to leave it lying around in my comp. So here it is. Just for fun. :)  &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CTK%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:SimSun; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-alt:宋体; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"\@SimSun"; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Se&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:12;"   lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CTK%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C03%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:SimSun; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-alt:宋体; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"\@SimSun"; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你最近还好吗&lt;/span&gt; translation&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;挑一张耶诞卡写上满满祝福的话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Picking out a Christmas card filled with blessings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;地址写的是心底&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sent from the heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你能不能收到它&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you able to receive it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;天有点冷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;风有点大&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The weather is a little cold and windy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;城市宁静而喧哗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The city is bustling in silence&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;这一个冬天我得一个人走回家&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll have to walk home alone this winter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;问自己习惯了吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m asking myself if I’ve gotten used to it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;没有你每到夜里回声变得好大&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A deafening echo rings with each night without you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;有没有什么好方法&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is there any other way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;让寂寞更听话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To tame this loneliness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你最近还好吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How are you recently?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;是不是也在思念里挣扎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you too, struggling in the yearnings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你说会记得我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;还记得吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you still remember the promise that you’ll remember me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你最近还好吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How are you recently?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;忙碌吗累吗心还会痛吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you busy? Tired? Will your heart still ache?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;如果真不得已忘了我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you really have to forget about me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;快向快乐出发&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please move towards happiness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;有再多的牵挂都已没有权利表达&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I no longer have the rights to express how much I miss you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;旧情人给的问候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A greeting from an ex-lover&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;比陌生人还尴尬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is more awkward than one from a stranger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;昨天远了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;明天还长&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday has long past and tomorrow is still far away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;回忆模糊但巨大&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our memories have faded but remained significant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;这样的深夜眼泪要怎样不流下&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How can I stop these tears from falling in a night like this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;问自己习惯了吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m asking myself if I’ve gotten used to it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;没有你每到夜里回声变得好大&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A deafening echo rings with each night without you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;有没有什么好方法&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is there any other way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;让寂寞更听话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To tame this loneliness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你最近还好吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How are you recently?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;是不是也在思念里挣扎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you too, struggling in the yearnings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你说会记得我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;还记得吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you still remember the promise that you’ll remember me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你最近还好吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How are you recently?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;忙碌吗累吗心还会痛吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you busy? Tired? Will your heart still ache?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;如果真不得已忘了我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you really have to forget about me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;快向快乐出发&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please move towards happiness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你最近还好吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How are you recently?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;是不是也在思念里挣扎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you too, struggling in the yearnings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你说会记得我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;还记得吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you still remember the promise that you’ll remember me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;你最近还好吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How are you recently?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;忙碌吗累吗心还会痛吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you busy? Tired? Will your heart still ache?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;如果真不得已忘了我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you really have to forget about me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;快向快乐出发&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please move towards happiness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-6167456458537246068?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6167456458537246068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=6167456458537246068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6167456458537246068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6167456458537246068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/translation.html' title='Translation '/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-8410833802820460070</id><published>2008-11-27T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:28:01.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DARE YOU!</title><content type='html'>I Dare you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Whoever can confidently come out and say that you've been there when I needed someone the most. When I needed a shoulder to lean on, a listening ear and most importantly, a friend, who did that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) To come out straight in my face to tell me that I'm making false accusations at them. That I'm being a fucking emo shit and that they are pissed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Fucking DARE you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-8410833802820460070?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8410833802820460070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=8410833802820460070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8410833802820460070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8410833802820460070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dare-you.html' title='I DARE YOU!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7761878452696325504</id><published>2008-11-27T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T03:26:30.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negative Vibes</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel that I'm a PMS-ing old hag. But sometimes I think it is true that I've been getting negative vibes from them. And sadly, I'm the kind who respond negatively to negative vibes and in this case, 2 minuses doesn't equals to a plus. But hey, it always takes 2 hands to clap right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I rather they come out straight to tell me. Hey, I don't like you. So you are not our good friend anymore. At least, the pain is short and I won't have any expectations. Don't treat me nicely one time and then snap and get irritated with me the next moment. Just let me know if you don't want me to join in your group activities. I'll appreciate the frankness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if one day they read this. Maybe they themselves should reflect too. But I doubt they will find fault in themselves. Like as if they have ever. It's always other people's fault. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7761878452696325504?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7761878452696325504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7761878452696325504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7761878452696325504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7761878452696325504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/negative-vibes.html' title='Negative Vibes'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-4321768266278314908</id><published>2008-11-27T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:02:16.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate</title><content type='html'>Fate wants me to be alone and left out. So what can I do? 任命！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-4321768266278314908?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4321768266278314908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=4321768266278314908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4321768266278314908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4321768266278314908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/fate.html' title='Fate'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-1811395591890102370</id><published>2008-11-21T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:34:01.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Ramblings</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep. Many images and thoughts are running through my head right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be quite certain that they are definitely not the people I thought they were when we were still in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember having a hard time over here when the news got to me. Maybe even devastated. When I was feeling sad in the morning, instead of asking if anything was wrong, they chose to walk away from me. She knows what happened, but it never occurred to her I'll be sad? How can she later in the day tell me that I suddenly turned emo? The other she changed so much. Now, her life and fun revolved around him and her. All others, she don't really have much time for. Disappointing, so if they move, she will move. No questions asked. He, mentioned before that if he cares for someone, he will ask if that person is ok. Never happened to me. Always the "in" guy. Whatever he does, someone will definitely follow. Leader of the pack? But is he always right? I don't think so. But he thinks he is. And the people around think he is too. So who am I to say anything else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting immuned to being left out. They always say perfect information. Like real! Maybe just within the 3 of them. 2 of them will definitely share info, like duh, they are always together. The other she, like I said, wants to have fun and be in the "in" group. They find her interesting and funny anyway. So info stops there. I feel like I'm being brought back to Primary School times, when whenever I ask, they either roll their eyes and can't be bothered to tell me or they just ignore me. Wonderful right? Oh, must I mention that I hated my Primary School life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this so vividly. Recording for a lecture I missed with her was done. But the recording was only passed to her. When I asked, I got "THE LOOK" and was chided to watch the online one instead. Oh my, they are so friendly. If I didn't accidentally overhear them talking about recording, I wouldn't even know they recorded it. Maybe in this case, if I didn't know, I would feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are now a party of 3 and they are just obliged to include me cause it was supposed to be a party of 4. Seeing the way they outcast other people, bitch about other people, I know that they have been talking behind my back. Someone can vouch for that anyway. I've got confirmation that they have indeed been talking behind my back. At this rate, I'll soon be outcasted and seriously, I can "wait" and hear endless stories behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the jokes I say are met with silence. If someone else was to say the same thing, they would be laughing. But as long as it comes out from me. No way. I'll be glad if it is just silence. Sometimes I just get snapped at. Wonderful right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just here. Where is my special friend when I need her? Am I just a phase in her life? Maybe. Probably. Most likely. She no longer has time to listen to me. No time to sit down and provide me with a listening ear, a compassionate heart and sincere advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be a face without a name. A blurry face most likely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-1811395591890102370?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1811395591890102370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=1811395591890102370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1811395591890102370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1811395591890102370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-ramblings.html' title='More Ramblings'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-9202475590507538651</id><published>2008-11-21T05:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T05:18:27.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>So many things have happened. I'm too tired. I don't want to seem weak. I don't want to be weak. But maybe I overestimate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never see Serangoon Ah Ma anymore. Though I know this quite some time ago, but it always creep back into my heart on cold and dark nights like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the people I thought who cared about me? Or maybe I never had one to begin with. I don't believe in perfect information. I don't believe in all this crap. All I know is, no matter how you deny, a fact is a fact. You may say I think too much, you may think I'm crazy. But I know that no matter how hard I try to be nonchalant about it, on nights like this, it will get to me. I've got no where to run. No one to run to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, who can understand and sympathise with me? I don't think anyone can. To others, I'm always the girl who thinks too much, feels too much and cares too much. I'm the girl with low self-confidence. I'm the girl who cares a lot about how others view me. I'm the girl who is not important in anyone's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like banging my head on the wall. At times like this, I wish I can teleport back home and run away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-9202475590507538651?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/9202475590507538651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=9202475590507538651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/9202475590507538651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/9202475590507538651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-2284758452769031327</id><published>2008-10-15T17:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T17:32:34.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Donghae!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Donghae! Whee! Just like the Kibum post, I shall just do a pic spam post. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGVo3pLbmI/AAAAAAAAAXY/d5DM16q5er4/s1600-h/Donghae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGVo3pLbmI/AAAAAAAAAXY/d5DM16q5er4/s320/Donghae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260650369109421666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGVpMXgDaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/bhT4_HmnzYs/s1600-h/Donghae2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGVpMXgDaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/bhT4_HmnzYs/s320/Donghae2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260650374672420258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGV7b5nZAI/AAAAAAAAAYY/nGlkKuZunOk/s1600-h/Donghae14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGV7b5nZAI/AAAAAAAAAYY/nGlkKuZunOk/s320/Donghae14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260650688079684610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGV7evGBVI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PxC7FPas2mI/s1600-h/Donghae12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGV7evGBVI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PxC7FPas2mI/s320/Donghae12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260650688840861010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGV7OVP0II/AAAAAAAAAYI/fV43bzqbcRI/s1600-h/Donghae7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGV7OVP0II/AAAAAAAAAYI/fV43bzqbcRI/s320/Donghae7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260650684437483650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGV6x1P8dI/AAAAAAAAAYA/qWK4EebYNc0/s1600-h/Donghae9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGV6x1P8dI/AAAAAAAAAYA/qWK4EebYNc0/s320/Donghae9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260650676787081682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGVqPvwZEI/AAAAAAAAAX4/GmKi3vFUoSA/s1600-h/Donghae8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGVqPvwZEI/AAAAAAAAAX4/GmKi3vFUoSA/s320/Donghae8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260650392759329858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGVpzoGV0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/kxa8jr_S4SI/s1600-h/Donghae6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGVpzoGV0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/kxa8jr_S4SI/s320/Donghae6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260650385211021122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGVpnwfIbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/-00y_Ewi3wg/s1600-h/Donghae4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGVpnwfIbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/-00y_Ewi3wg/s320/Donghae4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260650382024974770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-2284758452769031327?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2284758452769031327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=2284758452769031327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2284758452769031327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2284758452769031327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-donghae.html' title='Happy Birthday Donghae!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SQGVo3pLbmI/AAAAAAAAAXY/d5DM16q5er4/s72-c/Donghae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36447091.post-5031341850795166395</id><published>2008-10-02T06:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T06:10:35.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which DBSK member am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Which dbsk member are you?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Max Changmin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 83%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Max Changmin? Well, lets see... You're shy when meeting new people and you're a genius. But just because you're shy, doesnt mean you can't be mischevious. In your kinds of relationships, you take it seriously but have fun at the same time. You like to have fun a lot and tend to follow what the older people around you do. You're slim as well, but have a big appetite. In fact, you have such a big appetite you eat at the night almost everyday. Other languages facsinate you except the one you speak fluently. You also have manners too. Either way, you're a Max Changmin!! YAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Hero JaeJoong&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 71%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Xiah Junsu&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 67%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Micky Yoochun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 57%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;U-know Yuhno&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 41%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/which_dbsk_member_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which dbsk member are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Changmin! Haha. Dang, I wanted to be a Jaejoong (cause I like him!), but Changmin would be fine. I shall not be biased. I'm 2nd closest to being a Jaejoong anyway. Hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5031341850795166395?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5031341850795166395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5031341850795166395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5031341850795166395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5031341850795166395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/10/which-dbsk-member-am-i.html' title='Which DBSK member am I?'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-8732747419112038231</id><published>2008-08-23T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:25:05.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a part...</title><content type='html'>I suddenly don't feel like a part of the Prometheus family this year. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Being a secretary fits me no where. The Producers and Co-Pros are the heads. They will be acknowledged. The Directors orchestrate the whole show. They will be acknowledged too. Finance is important. So the Fin Sec and all the biz side ppl will be acknowledged. The cast and crew are the soul to the whole production. They will def be acknowledged. Oh, and we won't have nice booklets and t-shirts and banners and posters without the publicity and publications people. So they will be acknowledged too.  So where does that fit the secretary who only typed like erm, 2 Minutes? Ok, plus send a few sms-es to each person. Where do I fit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) In every other year, the secretary would most likely head backstage to help. I missed the whole play! I wasn't involved in anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) No pictures to remember that I was once a part of Prometheus 2008. Sometimes I can't even convince myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Not only did I miss the play, no one seems to be willing to update me on what happened during Prometheus. Just a few lines of, it went well. Sold 90% of tickets. That's about all I know. Don't I have the rights to know more? As part of the team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is just an emo time for me. Maybe I'll get over it soon. Maybe this feeling will stick with me for a long time. I don't know. It doesn't help that it gets lonely over here in Norway. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-8732747419112038231?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8732747419112038231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=8732747419112038231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8732747419112038231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8732747419112038231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-part.html' title='Not a part...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-3805716896559080824</id><published>2008-08-21T07:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T16:35:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kibum!</title><content type='html'>Happy 21st Birthday to Kim Kibum! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is just so cute! Pic Spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK_LoVa0dYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/j9aYSPqnRzY/s1600-h/Kibum14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK_LoVa0dYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/j9aYSPqnRzY/s320/Kibum14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237628785460016514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK_LoQu9BuI/AAAAAAAAAWo/E-0VK096OTg/s1600-h/Kibum15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK_LoQu9BuI/AAAAAAAAAWo/E-0VK096OTg/s320/Kibum15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237628784202286818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK_LoX1PGxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/7OjF3QSWYkY/s1600-h/Kibum16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK_LoX1PGxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/7OjF3QSWYkY/s320/Kibum16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237628786107685650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK_Lo6ny6PI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0xw4bNR7i70/s1600-h/Kihae36.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK_Lo6ny6PI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0xw4bNR7i70/s320/Kihae36.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237628795446552818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9RgZcnBOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JCJ_kiunZL0/s1600-h/Kibum5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9RgZcnBOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JCJ_kiunZL0/s320/Kibum5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237494508683724002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9Rgsl3MKI/AAAAAAAAAWI/BIyIcVzI1W0/s1600-h/Kibum6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9Rgsl3MKI/AAAAAAAAAWI/BIyIcVzI1W0/s320/Kibum6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237494513822806178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9Rgify0XI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/32G3GhHj_iM/s1600-h/Kibum9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9Rgify0XI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/32G3GhHj_iM/s320/Kibum9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237494511112999282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9RgwY_HhI/AAAAAAAAAWY/jkAoddODm_M/s1600-h/Kihae35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9RgwY_HhI/AAAAAAAAAWY/jkAoddODm_M/s320/Kihae35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237494514842541586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9OCQn2RRI/AAAAAAAAAV4/TeryyPUcM_k/s1600-h/Kihae17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9OCQn2RRI/AAAAAAAAAV4/TeryyPUcM_k/s320/Kihae17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237490692383982866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9N282jTxI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/I_B--S-B-90/s1600-h/Kibum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9N282jTxI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/I_B--S-B-90/s320/Kibum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237490498098384658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9N21WJbOI/AAAAAAAAAVY/HS3_sI0QcP8/s1600-h/Kibum2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9N21WJbOI/AAAAAAAAAVY/HS3_sI0QcP8/s320/Kibum2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237490496083422434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9N3EBB1jI/AAAAAAAAAVg/OLNYIwe8yQk/s1600-h/Kihae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9N3EBB1jI/AAAAAAAAAVg/OLNYIwe8yQk/s320/Kihae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237490500021376562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9N3Wk6dXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/hkimy1OaDN0/s1600-h/Kihae6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9N3Wk6dXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/hkimy1OaDN0/s320/Kihae6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237490505003726194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9N3aAo4aI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PkSnO7i4nOI/s1600-h/Kihae3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK9N3aAo4aI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PkSnO7i4nOI/s320/Kihae3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237490505925321122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. I can't resist putting some Kihae pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited to add more pics. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3805716896559080824?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3805716896559080824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3805716896559080824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3805716896559080824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3805716896559080824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-kibum.html' title='Happy Birthday Kibum!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SK_LoVa0dYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/j9aYSPqnRzY/s72-c/Kibum14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36447091.post-3871417540135738597</id><published>2008-07-29T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:42:32.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shall not shed anymore tears</title><content type='html'>Yes, I've cried again. In less than 12hours, I've cried twice over the same thing. Sometimes even I wonder if what I'm fighting for worth it? I'm not fighting for my own personal gain. I'm fighting for others who I don't even know, appreciate whatever I'm doing for them. So technically, I put myself out to be shot at, and if luckily, they all miss and run out of ammo, I still don't gain anything. So why am I here crying the balls out of my eye for people who don't appreciate what I'm doing? Don't back me in my stand? I'm battling against 19 very outspoken people. 1 Vs 19. The best part, the 19 is fighting for themselves, so they will put up a strong fight. The pathetic 1 is not fighting for herself, but the responsibility angel in her roots her in her stand and is unwilling to be uprooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 4 huh? Never felt like one. And this incident just proves that I have no power anyway. Cause anyone can just override my decision. Why don't just blatantly put that they need me to do all the paperwork? Cause that is what I'm doing. The business managers are not listening to me much, don't have to talk about respect. Now the GLs side are trying to step on me too. Sometimes I wonder if Toi Goon was in my position now, would they do the same? I sometimes "envy" Toi Goon. She has the almost full support from Leslie when she was in charge, and most in the comm are kind of afraid of her and actually respect her. People don't step on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then people will say. Be like Toi Goon then. Be firm. Hah! I'm being firm here, but where has that brought me to? The basic respect that I'm the FINANCIAL CONTROLLER and is in charge of the finances is not even there. So being firm landed me with names being deemed as rigid and unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON! KK said I'm rigid in my thinking. If I was rigid, I would have stuck to the no claims for GL identity. Not a single cent. After saying I'm rigid, then he say I should set very clearly how much is to be spent on what. Like hello? Isn't that more rigid? I give them the autonomy to play with their budget and in actual fact, this is also to cover their cost as they overspent in the OG identities part. I've covered so much of their asses and they don't appreciate it. In chinese, I would say it's DE CHUN JING CHI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, when I was talking nicely to Zongwei, he says that my reasons are crap? $30 is nothing to the comm. Hello! How can $30 be nothing to the comm? Yes, it is a small amount and we could close one eye about it. No one will die. Then it's my turn to question. Then why are the programmers working extra hard to save every cent? Why do they have to go through so much trouble to save cents and probably a couple of dollars? Cause every cent matters. And they are doing this for the comm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the GLs should stop thinking just in their point of view. FOC is not just about GL's benefits. Seriously, the GLs have already benefited from this. They get subsidised for something that they can keep for themselves and previously they have to pay it full out of their own pockets. Now we subsidise and they want complain that we don't subsidise enough? Take it or leave it! The GLs are paying because they overspent their budget. So it is natural that they have to pay back. What kind of a subsidy is that if they don't pay anything (excluding the supposed $8.50 per GL because that amount no matter what has to be covered by them since it has exceeded the budget.) ? How can I answer to the whole comm if I allow them to only pay $8.50? Plus, even if they needed an identity, do they even need to buy 3?! Even if I approve of covering GL identity, I would only cover for 1 item! 220 bucks on OG identity for 120 freshies and they spent another 260 on GL identity for 19 GLs. Where is the logic in that? The budget was meant for the OG, ie the freshies. But the bulk of it went where? The GLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No logic. Seriously. I should take Jasmine's advice and let go. I couldn't have made my stand any clearer and this has made me so unhappy that my last few moments in Singapore before I fly are spent in tears and leaving me all upset. Maybe they are not worth it after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must wipe my tears and stop thinking about this and start packing my luggage. Norway is more important. To hell with unappreciative people and I should starting for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3871417540135738597?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3871417540135738597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3871417540135738597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3871417540135738597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3871417540135738597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-shall-not-shed-anymore-tears.html' title='I shall not shed anymore tears'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-1561289121785525523</id><published>2008-07-29T03:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T03:41:23.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fight over $1.50</title><content type='html'>My 2nd last full day in Singapore before I fly away ended in a very emotional and upset mode for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bloody fight over $1.50 made me be the bad guy and come on, I had nothing to gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cried, I teared, I complained. But I never wavered in my stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot news. As I was typing this, I heard more things that made me more pissed. Maybe I should revert back to my original stand which is equals to no claim at all. Since I'm hated. Hate me till the end then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part is, now the whole GL comm knows. Hah! How WONDERFUL is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sleepless night. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-1561289121785525523?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1561289121785525523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=1561289121785525523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1561289121785525523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1561289121785525523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/07/fight-over-150.html' title='The fight over $1.50'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-3328172712979117449</id><published>2008-07-23T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:21:25.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><content type='html'>It's been a LONG LONG LONG while since I've gotten so ANGRY that i couldn't sleep at night. Maybe it's even the first time. The incident keeps replaying in my mind that even until now, my blood is boiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be think who am I angry with or what is it that I'm angry about. I will only say that the guy has totally dropped down to the bottom of the friends list. Not like he had a good ranking anyway, but if I can divide my list of people I know into LOVES on top and Totally Disgusted at the bottom, I can tell you. He is now on the verge of falling off. In the beginning, he was hovering around the middle of the range. Now he is right below. Lost all respect of him. Really. Though I never saw him as someone great, at least he was neutral. Now, totally bad. Of course, I'm not so petty and degrade him to the bottom just because of one incident. There are many incidents before that totally turns me off and this last incident was just the spark to trigger the hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr, really hate it that my LAST week in Singapore is RUINED by such a person. Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind my language, but F**K OFF, S**KA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3328172712979117449?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3328172712979117449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3328172712979117449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3328172712979117449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3328172712979117449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/07/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-1251647513516343725</id><published>2008-07-18T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T16:23:17.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Climbing</title><content type='html'>Went rock climbing at James' Rock Climbing Gym yesterday. My first ever rock climbing experience. The first impression when I reach the place was, " I'm afraid of HEIGHTS!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I was so afraid that I thought I would waste my money. But luckily, I didn't. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock climbing is super TOUGH! I almost died! But at least I managed to conquer one wall. Climb half of a more difficult wall. And help to belay! Belaying is quite fun actually. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms are aching now. Can't type properly. Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! I've got a guitar!!! WOOHOO! But can't play now. Due to aching arms and trembling fingers. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-1251647513516343725?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1251647513516343725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=1251647513516343725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1251647513516343725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1251647513516343725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/07/rock-climbing.html' title='Rock Climbing'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-9084300662684278323</id><published>2008-07-09T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:08:16.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog!</title><content type='html'>Hey! I've got a new blog! No, no! I'm not moving. It's just that I've created a new blog for my Norway trip. All private, emotional posts will still be posted here, but my life in Norway will be posted there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically, other than the skin that is already up, the new blog has 0 post at the moment. Hehe. But stay tuned! I'll most likely post a pre-trip post. It's a process that I need to record down, so even the pre-trip packing must be recorded down. I hope I will not get lazy and upload photos! :/ *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than a new blog, I've gotten myself a new phone too. :) &amp;amp; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) because it's a new phone and I love new stuff. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( because I miss my N73. I love my old stuffs too. That's why I'm a Garang Guni. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new Norway blog address is here : &lt;a href="http://mynorwegianescapade.blogspot.com"&gt;My Norwegian Escapade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-9084300662684278323?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/9084300662684278323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=9084300662684278323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/9084300662684278323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/9084300662684278323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-blog.html' title='New Blog!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-4224504659409738763</id><published>2008-06-26T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:03:15.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mash Game: Predict Your Future at eSPIN-the-Bottle</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: 'Arial'; font-size: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_bg.jpg); background-repeat: no-repeat;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/index.php?trip=833" title="eSpin the Bottle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_ext_title.gif" alt="Behold... My Future" title="Behold... My Future" border="0" height="150" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_crush.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 2px;" width="193"&gt;I will marry &lt;b&gt;kibum&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_city.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_house.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 2px;" width="193"&gt;After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in &lt;b&gt;switzerland&lt;/b&gt; in our fabulous &lt;b&gt;House&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_kids.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 2px;" width="193"&gt;We will have &lt;b&gt;13 kid(s)&lt;/b&gt; together.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_car.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_color.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 2px;" width="193"&gt;Our family will zoom around in a &lt;b&gt;blue limo&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_money.gif" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td style="padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 2px;" width="193"&gt;I will spend my days as a &lt;b&gt;singer&lt;/b&gt;, and live happily ever after.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/mash-game.php?trip=833" title="whats your future"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_what_yours.gif" alt="whats your future" border="0" height="33" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Hilarious! Like as if it will come true! Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNDQ4NTE4NDA3OCZwdD*xMjE*NDg1MjExODQzJnA9MTEwOTkxJmQ9TWFzaCtHYW1lJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTE=.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-4224504659409738763?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4224504659409738763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=4224504659409738763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4224504659409738763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4224504659409738763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/06/mash-game-predict-your-future-at-espin.html' title='Mash Game: Predict Your Future at eSPIN-the-Bottle'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-4976352724309609840</id><published>2008-06-22T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:58:43.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanfic</title><content type='html'>I've finally written my first one-shot! Can you believe it? Me! Fiona! The writer who always writes her stories halfway or only have ideas that are never written out. Though it's only a one shot, it's still a big achievement for me. Plus, I even posted it up on LJ. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, it's not even a Yunjae/Jaeho. It's a Kihae! Dang! And I'm now slightly addicted to writing one shots. Probably will write more, if inspiration strikes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough about my fanfic writing. About Norway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month and 9 days later, I'll be on my way to Norway! So fast! Gosh. So many things not prepared! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad that the Pre-sem trip is settled already. Finally. Plane tix, hostel accomodation, train tix and rough itinery are all done and settled. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sentences are really short for this post cause I need to go back to do stuff for FOC! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah! Show me some love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to DBSK's new song. Doushite kimi wo suki ni natte shimattan darou? It's great! I LOVE it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-4976352724309609840?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4976352724309609840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=4976352724309609840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4976352724309609840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4976352724309609840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/06/fanfic.html' title='Fanfic'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-4280453562180748627</id><published>2008-06-05T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T01:40:17.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>The results are out again! The mad rush of people trying to login into Studentlink and the page not loading has become so natural to me that I wasn't fazed at all. I just took my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best results since my 2 years in NTU. But I still want to complain. I HATE MARITIME SCIENCE! And there is still a part 2! :(  Sigh. MT2302 really pulled down my GPA by a lot! Really! Ok, maybe I'm exaggerating, but a 0.1 less in GPA matters to me! Especially when I'm trying so hard to pull my grades up and get at least a 2nd lower honours! BAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, overall, I think I did quite ok. But everyone around me seemed like they did well too. So, oh well. Must work harder. I've proven to myself that if I work hard, I can get good grades. Which means, I have to coop myself up in the study room. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-4280453562180748627?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4280453562180748627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=4280453562180748627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4280453562180748627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4280453562180748627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/06/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-6742467010889146926</id><published>2008-06-03T02:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:12:06.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonding Camp</title><content type='html'>I've finally change the music to my blog. Now my blog has 3 songs playing at random. And yes, they are Super Junior's songs. Haha! But first let me explain why I chose these 3 songs. If you realised, my MSN nick is "I Do...Marry U...Life couldn't get better...Miracle...Happiness". Technically, it's the 3 songs that I'm playing. I Do comes from Marry U. It appears in the lyrics so many times and is the only words that I can sing to. :)  Life couldn't get better is the first thing you'll hear on Miracle and is the main line in the chorus too! Lastly, Happiness is the song titled Haengbok. :) Technically, I hope people get happy when they hear these songs. There are other fun songs from SuJu, but they don't fit into my nick. :( Just to clarify. So people won't keep asking me if I'm getting married!! Gosh! How is that possible?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to the topic that I'm supposed to talk about. Seniors' Bonding Camp. I just came back from it yesterday and I'm aching now. Haven't been exercising much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, I dreaded going to the camp. Why? Cause I have no friends! Bleah! Technically I was alone most of the time and had to stone. But I usually choose to walk away. Like walk to the toilet for no apparent reason. Haha! Hate this awkward feeling. It got so bad that I refused to put down the phone when Ali called me during the BBQ dinner. So I ended up crapping with her and wasting phone bill. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the amazing race. Though it was really mini. I think I really have no stamina at all! Almost died on the first leg of the race. While running to our first station, I vomitted. Can you believe that?! Ok, technically I only vomitted cause one, my breakfast haven't settled and I ended up vomitting undigested food. And two, who the hell placed those gross things on the pavement?! While running, we say hills of wet rice that were orange in colour and a whole hill of bread. It was really gross. At first I thought someone vomitted. But it was in such a nice shape that I believe it was left there deliberately. Not only where hills of food soggy and gross looking, they had insects all over them! Grossed to the max! I'm the kind who will get goosebumps even by just looking at a bunch of ants crawling. After passing those hills, where there were at least 4 hills, I felt totally queasy. I was hoping the feeling would go away, but it didn't, so I opted for the easy way out. Vomit it all out! Haha! Glad I did, cause I did feel better after that. But that also made me look weak lah. Haha! But Zongwei carried my pouch and water bottle for me from then! Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quiz after the amazing race made me ashamed of myself. 1, I couldn't remember Prometheus's date. Even though Feijuan read the question wrongly, but it made me realise that I wasn't sure. I knew that the performance was bout 1 or 2 weeks after FOC and it's on a Friday. But I just couldn't remember the actual date! I guess that how bad I am at remembering details. Just like exams, I can remember the other points and factors but I cannot remember the main thing. Like how I remembered the conditions to the date of Prometheus, but just not the actual date. So I had to peek at the calendar to find which Friday is it. :/ Another example will be Meiyan's room number. Hah! Can you believe I got that wrong too? I can't. I know she's 4 doors away from me, but I can't remember if it was plus 4 or minus 4 from my old room number. Decided to minus which was wrong. Technically, the main errors for this was, when I was in 38, the room number is 719, which should have given me the clue that I should have added instead. Also, I dropped stuff in Meiyan's letterbox before! And I remembered peeking at her room number so that I could drop the thing in the letterbox. And also, not too long ago, during the exam period, Meiyan even called me to ask me my room number and we tried to deduce her room number. :/ Silly me. Last example. I couldn't remember Jared despite the hints Serene gave. Dang! And come to think of it, her hints were quite obvious. "Because he is very li hai, so we gave him a nickname based on it. The others might not know him, but you sure know." Sigh. I forgot the "Shen".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the last game. The closing game. I felt the meaning of the game was lost when played. The throwing of the wool was ok. But when they were told to find someone whom they feel they have made friends with or had known more about, during the camp, I see many people turn to the person beside them, who were already their good friend, and tied the wool on them. Seriously, I felt that this game has very deep meaning. Though it may seem like quite a stupid and silly game, but the rationale to it and the meaning it holds is very important. It shows how much the people have gained from the camp. Our camp's motive was to bond. So from this, I doubt we bonded much. Of course, this is not the only reason that spurred me to feel that we didn't bond. As a participant, and a lonely participant, I felt that there were no bonds. People stuck to their friends and games were played to win and I would say, personal glory. Technically, I felt that quite a number of people cannot appreciate the meaning and rationale behind the games we played. The games we played were simple, but held meaning. But I don't see people understanding the meaning, which to me, is quite a pity. Maybe if possible, this kind of camp should be held earlier, so that there is more motivation to know the people. Especially since most people wouldn't know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one to me, was one of the expectations they set in the beginning. Getting to know the strengths and weaknesses of each other. Technically, I don't think this was met. I took a backseat. I tried to observe. How do you know the strengths and weaknesses of one another if you don't attempt to sit out of your group of friends? I know this is hard, but if there is no attempt, there will never be improvement. Despite the game of human bingo, I still don't know much about other people. And that game, many people cheated. Who wouldn't? I believe that there is a better way to play that game. Probably like asking people to think of 3 things that they think is unique to them or characteristic of them, write it down and pass it to the front. Let everyone mingle and jot down the 3 things of other people. At the end of the game, when the slips of paper are read, everyone should be able to guess who is that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I liked the some of the games played, the rationale behind the games, but I felt disappointed with what was achieved. And I haven't even talked about other things that I wasn't satisfied with. Like the organisation of the camp and other stuff. I won't be talking about those though. I don't want this post to be a complaining post. Even though it is quite like one with my long rants. Bleah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next seniors camp. I'm dreading it too. It's most likely going to be more similar to FOC. Which is something that I'm not exactly looking forward to. I rather it to be similar to this bonding camp so I can think and reflect and gain something. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, for the camp, upon 10, I'll only give it a 4. :/ I had short-lived fun. Long time disappointment. Oh well. That's just my opinion. Like it matters. :/ But just to clarify. I only gave the camp 4, not because it wasn't fun or anything, but I felt that the objectives of the camp wasn't met as I personally feel that most of the participants couldn't appreciate the rationale of the camp. Thats the big disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-6742467010889146926?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6742467010889146926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=6742467010889146926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6742467010889146926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6742467010889146926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/06/bonding-camp.html' title='Bonding Camp'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-6976895093616212245</id><published>2008-05-25T23:30:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:54:06.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marry U</title><content type='html'>I admit that I'm into Super Junior. Haha. At least very into Kibum and Donghae. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the translated lyrics to one of their song. Though it's not my ultimate fave song, but I do love it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love oh baby my girl&lt;br /&gt;You are my all&lt;br /&gt;So beautifully radiant, my bride&lt;br /&gt;A gift from God&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy&lt;br /&gt;Tears fall from your dark eyes&lt;br /&gt;Until your dark hair turns white&lt;br /&gt;My love, my girl&lt;br /&gt;I’ll swear my love&lt;br /&gt;Saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;I want to do it every day for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Would you marry me&lt;br /&gt;Loving and cherishing you&lt;br /&gt;I want to live this way&lt;br /&gt;Every time you fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Would you marry me&lt;br /&gt;Would you consent to this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;For a lifetime I’ll be by your side, I do&lt;br /&gt;Loving you, I do&lt;br /&gt;Cherishing you through the snow and rain, I do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll protect you, My love&lt;br /&gt;Her wearing a white dress&lt;br /&gt;Me wearing a tuxedo&lt;br /&gt;We walk, matching our pace&lt;br /&gt;On the moon and star, I swear&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like lies, I don’t like doubt&lt;br /&gt;My loving princess&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Even as we age&lt;br /&gt;I want to go about it smiling&lt;br /&gt;Would you marry me&lt;br /&gt;Would you spend my days with me&lt;br /&gt;Through hardships and difficulties, I do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always be there, I do&lt;br /&gt;Through our many days together, I do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be thankful every day, My love&lt;br /&gt;Accept this shining ring in my hand&lt;br /&gt;That I’ve prepared from awhile back&lt;br /&gt;With the same feelings today&lt;br /&gt;I’ll remember the promise made right now&lt;br /&gt;Would you marry me&lt;br /&gt;For a lifetime I’ll be by your side, I do&lt;br /&gt;Loving you, I do&lt;br /&gt;Cherishing you through the snow and rain, I do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll protect you, My love&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to give you but love&lt;br /&gt;That’s all, hardly valuable&lt;br /&gt;Though I’m clumsy and am lacking&lt;br /&gt;My love, my girl&lt;br /&gt;I’ll protect you&lt;br /&gt;Will you promise me just one thing&lt;br /&gt;That no matter what happens&lt;br /&gt;We will love each other&lt;br /&gt;That’s it&lt;br /&gt;Will you marry me, I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang! I want to say I Do too! But no one to say to. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Kihae pics to end of this post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SDmIgeO6tjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/z9LEjHQBc6s/s1600-h/Kihae2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SDmIgeO6tjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/z9LEjHQBc6s/s320/Kihae2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204340935856141874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SDmIg-O6tkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2E8ECUTNO9U/s1600-h/Kihae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SDmIg-O6tkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2E8ECUTNO9U/s320/Kihae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204340944446076482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SDmIBOO6tiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CNBqB8GyTZY/s1600-h/Kihae3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SDmIBOO6tiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CNBqB8GyTZY/s320/Kihae3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204340398985229858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Kibum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SDmHgeO6tgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4AIaREwFEpQ/s1600-h/Kibum2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SDmHgeO6tgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4AIaREwFEpQ/s320/Kibum2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204339836344514050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SDmKQuO6tlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NDcxw8SKsnY/s1600-h/Donghae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SDmKQuO6tlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NDcxw8SKsnY/s320/Donghae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204342864296457810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      Lee Donghae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-6976895093616212245?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6976895093616212245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=6976895093616212245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6976895093616212245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6976895093616212245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/05/marry-u.html' title='Marry U'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/SDmIgeO6tjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/z9LEjHQBc6s/s72-c/Kihae2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36447091.post-5239764778421666552</id><published>2008-05-18T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:11:28.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No photos!</title><content type='html'>Guess what? I'm so behind time that I decided not to post up photos alr. Bah! But not like anyone is reading this anyway and dying to see the dang photos. Grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting short fused. Dang. The littlest thing just get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need distraction. DBSK is not coming up with enough to satisfy my huge craving for distraction. Bah! Alternative? Super Junior and their hilarious shows. Did I forget to mention that Donghae and Kibum are so darn cute? Hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5239764778421666552?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5239764778421666552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5239764778421666552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5239764778421666552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5239764778421666552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-photos.html' title='No photos!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-286161468009962193</id><published>2008-04-30T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T01:15:46.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's OVER!!</title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over for me! Whee! No more study room, no more Hall7 for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but this sem, I don't feel the happiness that exams are over. Instead, I get a splitting headache.  :\  Zhikang says it's emptiness. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the study room gang already. Like seriously. I think that they are the sweetest bunch of people that I've known!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the birthday surprise that I blogged about, I'm really touched at their sweetness. They will offer to do welfare by going out to buy meals back, so that the people with papers the next day can study more. For me, I was really touched with the messages they sent me everyday, after their exams has ended, to give me encouragement, and to spur me on. Telling me to Jia You! Wishing me all the best. And how can I ever forget to mention the sweet postcards that they wrote to me! The sisters! Minling and Wanling! Can't believe that this will be my last sem seeing most of them. People like Minling, Evan, Wayne and even Weiming are all graduating! And as for Wanling, I won't get to see her for 1.5yrs! My gosh! The next time we can study together would be in our final year! *gasps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post up some study room pics once I transfer them from my lappie to my desktop. Haha. I know I owe quite a lot of pictures, but I WILL post them up soon. Hehe. I even forgotten to blog about my trip to the cemetery. I'm finally back there after many years of absence. Opps. Some interesting photos. :) Hopefully, all the pics in the next post. Haha! So beware, the next post might just be filled with photos. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to slack and slack and slack! And also to make sure I finish everything on my To-Do list! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-286161468009962193?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/286161468009962193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=286161468009962193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/286161468009962193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/286161468009962193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s OVER!!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-6261205368151189854</id><published>2008-04-19T02:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T03:13:48.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Alert</title><content type='html'>From the title, you had your warning. Read at your own risk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first paper today. Didn't think I did as well as I expected, but heck, it's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the rain has gotten to me. Made me gloomy. Mood swings and stuff. Seriously, if you're not ready to read immature emo-ness, please turn away now. It's not too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness has started to creep into my life. The whole week in hall, even the freaking weekends! I mean, it was my choice, cause I wanted to study more, but the loneliness is really killing me. I wondered if the number of MSN conversations equate to the number of friends you have. Cause if it does, then I'm one of the saddest person on earth. Bah! I RARELY get someone to initiate a conversation with me. And out of those rare moments, most of them usually is to ask me questions and the conversation just dies there. Makes me wonder if I'm really that uninteresting to talk to? Or no one has anything to share with me? I guess it is this craving of wanting someone to talk to me that has been making me bring down my laptop to the study room and every 5 sec, stare at the screen, click on the messenger icon, check who is online or check if someone is talking to me, sometimes I even yearn so badly for a REPLY! Dang! Of course, this MSN thing has got to do with a Someone. That Someone does account for a portion of this. But I generally see this as a problem. Personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is the study room. I love the study room gang. I really do. They have been looking out for me, buying food for me, ensuring that I have a space at a table. But for the past few days, I've got this nagging feeling that I can never fit in. And that I'll never be a part of them. I'm never with them on their jokes, never with them on their Hush-hush talks. I'm just a little junior whom they need to look after. But never close enough personally. I'm not implying that it is their fault, but I just can't get this damn bloody nagging feeling off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine me, sitting in the study room, trying to study, but end up glancing at my laptop, hoping to see some flashing orange light but will never see. And the study room gang is all around me occasionally joking about things I can never understand or can't even hear. Or they will all congregate at one table and start to talk and laugh a bit. Bleah. Double whammy of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this is just my 2nd weekend in hall. I still need to survive for my 3rd weekend. And I kinda dread that weekend, cause the people I'm so called closer to in the study room gang would have gone home as they would have finished their exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-6261205368151189854?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6261205368151189854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=6261205368151189854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6261205368151189854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6261205368151189854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/04/emo-alert.html' title='Emo Alert'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-5434794787188743461</id><published>2008-04-15T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T02:40:09.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>Something wonderful just happened to me a couple of hours ago. Not only did the clock strike 12 and I'm officially 21, I got the surprise of my life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study room gang, surprised me with Mee Sua and Shou Tao! And guess where? The STUDY ROOM! My gosh! Haha. Cause I was sitting with my back facing the door and just in front of the door too! So they opened the door and started singing very softly, Happy Birthday! Haha. And they placed a bowl of Mee Sua and a Shou Tao with a lighted candle on it! Haha! I've never eaten Mee Sua or Shou Tao on my birthday before and this was a real pleasant surprise! The most surprising thing was that they actually did it in the study room! Haha! Even if I could have guessed that there was a surprise, I would never have thought that it would take place in the study room! Imagine me eating my Mee Sua in the study room! Haha! Since it was my first time and I was really touched by their thoughtfulness, I finished my Mee Sua till there's only a few pieces of carrot left. And I finished the Shou Tao too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really really very touched! I mean, some of them have paper on my birthday itself, but they still took some time off to celebrate with me! I'm really really really touched! This has to be the best birthday I've ever ever celebrated! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of the study room celebration will be up later when Minling sends me the photos. then you guys can see my Mee Sua and my Shou Tao! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the study room gang to bits!!! And thanks for the card!!! :) :) :) :) :)   &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5434794787188743461?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5434794787188743461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5434794787188743461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5434794787188743461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5434794787188743461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-8480900730190890660</id><published>2008-04-11T02:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T02:57:12.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock some sense in me!</title><content type='html'>My mind is filled with things I shouldn't be thinking about right now. Right now, when exams are like in a week's time, I should be focused on my studies right now and mugging my ass off. But here I am, thinking about things that I should only think about after exams or maybe shouldn't even think about. Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please knock some sense into me!! But don't knock out whatever I memorised for the exams. :x Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-8480900730190890660?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8480900730190890660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=8480900730190890660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8480900730190890660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8480900730190890660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/04/knock-some-sense-in-me.html' title='Knock some sense in me!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-3461226818214285514</id><published>2008-04-08T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T00:32:01.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more Monday blues!</title><content type='html'>Finally met up with yunz and jess for our long overdue lunch meet up. Since the new food place near Can A has opened, we had our lunch there! At Palette Bistro. Food wasn't fantastic, and it was pricey. Not recommended. But food wasn't my main priority today. Meeting them was! We were as usual, crazy, crazy and crazy. Haha! Makes me want to go back to secondary school times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, managed to psycho them to come over to my hall. I really enjoyed the talk with them. About guys and relationships and feelings. I'm glad I got it off my chest. But it made me kinda hua chi in the end. Haha. Hope we can meet up more often like this. I love today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the topics we talked about stirred some kind of mixed emotions in me. I think I'm more positive about my feelings but I can't help but wonder about my chances. I think it's real slim, though I'm trying to psycho myself otherwise. Don't want to be such a wet blanket to myself. But I must not get my hopes up too high. Though uncertain, I'm really really happy today. Can't wipe the smile off my face. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun and Jess!! Meet up more ok? Love ya! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3461226818214285514?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3461226818214285514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3461226818214285514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3461226818214285514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3461226818214285514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-more-monday-blues.html' title='No more Monday blues!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-5422153908108740711</id><published>2008-04-06T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T02:42:27.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>I had my 21st Birthday Celebration today!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a truly happy and tiring day! Thanks to all those came down, you guys really really made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry to all, as I know I wasn't around much. But I did try my best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the gifts and well wishes and "surprises". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really short post as no words can describe how I'm feeling right now. So, I'll probably let the pictures do the talking. But I need to get all the photos from the other people first and maybe after my exams, I'll upload them up. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to all!! Love ya!!! MUACKS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5422153908108740711?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5422153908108740711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5422153908108740711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5422153908108740711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5422153908108740711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthday-celebration.html' title='Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-3285358476675255816</id><published>2008-03-28T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T00:53:15.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing and Strum Showcase</title><content type='html'>It's finally over. And I'm supposed to be happy. Am I? Truthfully, no. In fact, I actually in an emo mood now. Is it because now I feel my life is empty without practices and stuff? Somehow, I think the answer is no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the showcase a success? I don't know. I didn't feel that it was a success. But I'm not sure what the others think. Maybe my expectations are too high. Maybe I'm a perfectionist. So many maybes but I know that quite a few screw ups was due to me. And the most serious and most unforgivable one was that I actually forgot the minus one for Jingqi's songs. Not one but both her songs! Hers was the first song! I looked at the song list thousands of times. I even commented that we have a lot of minus one tracks this year. But I still forgot 2 minus ones. My videos cui-ed. Especially the duet one. Hah! And to think I spend 3 days 3 nights in a row trying to rush out the vids. Maybe that was the case too. I was too caught up with the vid making that I overlooked such an important thing called the minus one tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My performance? My first song was performed in a blank state of mind. When I realised that I didn't have Jingqi's minus one, I was kind of stunned. The first song of the whole program and I didn't have the minus one. So I subbed myself up first. To buy time for the minus one to be downloaded. Luckily it could be or else I really really will bang my head on the wall and die. So I just went up. Performed and went off. My other song was a duet with Zhikang that failed terribly. Haha. Easy for me to say cause I didn't have any harmonising parts. Can't really blame him too, cause we never really had enough time to practice our duet. He was too busy helping me teach despite him not staying in hall anymore. The finale song sucked too. But hey, we only practiced the night before. So I can't really expect much rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really really like to thank all the Sing and Strummers for making this possible. For their dedication, their effort and their graciousness in putting up with all my angst when things weren't going the way I wanted it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Siang Hong, for really putting in the effort to practice his song after our talk with him&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Eddie for finding his own instrumentalist. Great initiative.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Grace for playing the guitar for me and the drums for my duet and the finale song.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Edwin for guest singing.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Xixun for guest singing too.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Benjamin for helping his roomie Siang Hong for his song.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Zong Wei for helping me with the food.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Isis for helping us play so many many songs.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jingqi for arranging the duet practices on her own and coming back to hall after teaching and rushing back home after practice.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Meiyan for turning up for the rehearsal and helping by singing 2 songs for us despite her heavy heavy workload.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Zhikang for helping me a lot. The audios for the videos. The teaching of the juniors. Helping me with some decisions that I was uncertain about. For pushing me when I stopped moving. For coming down early to help set up. For all the meals he bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really a big thank you to all that helped me in one way or another. Example Teckpin for emcee-ing, and Bernie for providing her sub-commers help. And of cause all the people who came down to support. The showcase would be nothing without all of you. Thanks a lot! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I can't believe I'm crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3285358476675255816?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3285358476675255816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3285358476675255816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3285358476675255816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3285358476675255816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/03/sing-and-strum-showcase.html' title='Sing and Strum Showcase'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-1888436860267622024</id><published>2008-03-19T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:59:04.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can someone just cut me some slack? Please?!</title><content type='html'>I'm overwhelmed. Really. And I'm tired. Project datelines week after week. Presentation week after week. Compulsory work at the busiest time of my sem. And now this Showcase that is looming. Please! Cut me some slack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be a killer week. And the work starts right now. Preparations for 2 presentation next week. Preparation for showcase. Research, powerpoint slides, speech, arrangement of songs, getting a guitar, arranging for food, having practices, making of videos, practicing my own song and work! That's what I need to do this week. Next week would be presentation on Tuesday and most probably Wednesday and showcase on Thursday. Seriously, kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects, what can I say, just blame it on this sem. It's really a killer sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showcase. I'm not the head. I never saw myself as the head. But I'm supposed to be? I don't know. Just because the head went for an exchange, so everything now falls onto me? I didn't ask for all this shit to be thrown to me! If I was the head, I would say, ok, it's my responsibility. But I'm not! So when life starts to get shitty, my mood will get shitty too. It doesn't help that Mr Blockhead is not helping by being nonchalant about his duet, refusing to make any effort to prac his duet. Find singers, liaise with all the admin stuff, get music, arrange for prac, find instrumentalists, find guest singers, do up the videos all under me. Hello! I'm not superwoman! I'm appreciative that some people are trying to help me, but seriously, I'm dying and I feel like giving up. Why can't I just be like some people, just sit back and relax and wait for the performance date? I'm not the head anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHH!!! I need to plan my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night (now):&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for PEP meeting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for SMP meeting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Settle the guitar with Edwin.&lt;br /&gt;Confirm the flow of songs for showcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Lessons.&lt;br /&gt;SMP meeting.&lt;br /&gt;PEP meeting&lt;br /&gt;Tennis.&lt;br /&gt;More PEP and SMP and TCP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;More PEP, SMP and TCP.&lt;br /&gt;Attempt video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Work. 10-5&lt;br /&gt;Attempt video.&lt;br /&gt;PEP, TCP, SMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Finalise TCP. Send out.&lt;br /&gt;SMP, PEP.&lt;br /&gt;Sing and Strum prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on, but I refuse to do it. TCP, PEP, SMP, can all kill me. Showcase is just the icing to the cake. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-1888436860267622024?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1888436860267622024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=1888436860267622024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1888436860267622024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1888436860267622024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/03/can-someone-just-cut-me-some-slack.html' title='Can someone just cut me some slack? Please?!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-5783095090890250354</id><published>2008-02-19T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T19:48:36.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In total rage and anger</title><content type='html'>Really angry today. The feeling of betrayal just surges up and brings along with it fury and other mixed emotions that I cannot name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in an angsty mood these few days. It didn't help when James came over and told me that he, bernice and karen had decided that they are going to France, Belgium, Netherlands and Luxemburg. Maybe it was the tone, maybe it was just MSN's fault. It felt like an ultimatum. Take it or leave it. If I can't put down my Switzerland, then I will have to go make my own plans. Ok fine. The fact that they pang seh-ed me for lunch and went with Karen instead didn't help. It made me feel like they pang seh-ed me and then "conspired".  Whatever it is, I tried to control my anger. I'm not angry at them for not choosing to go to Swiss cause I know that not everyone wants to go there like I do and I won't force them. I just don't like it when they discuss behind our back and then give me the "take it or leave it" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the trigger. I've been telling myself to forget it cause I am willing to believe that they didn't have that intention of presenting an ultimatum. But now comes the other 3 to make me totally lose my trust in them. Because James' plans didn't include Swiss as one of the places they want to go, so I naturally turned to Audrey and the rest as I thought that Audrey wanted to go to Swiss too. I initiated a chat with all the rest. I asked for opinions. Audrey says she wants to go to Italy and Spain. The rest had no opinion. Ok, so I suggested a Italy-Swiss-Spain option. No objections. Asked me to give them a rough estimate of airfare cost. Given. Still no objections. Asked for a more detailed cost estimate with accommodation and transportation cost. So I assumed they were quite for the idea of a Italy-Swiss-Spain trip. Taking into account they had a presentation on Thurs, I offered to do the research. I stayed up till 4am doing the research. Finding cheap yet decent accommodations. Searching around for must-see places in each countries. Checking out their rail system. Playing around with their rail system and seeing if they do have services from certain city to another. Trying to find the best way to maximise time and minimise cost. I spent hours and hours, but I've only managed to do a more in depth one for Italy cause it is a lot of work. Then today, they went to talk to Nicholas Teo about something, which at first I thought was their project. Cause Aud just zoomed pass me and walked over to him. So out of the LT I went, waiting for people to come out. I waited and waited. For more then like 10-15 I was waiting. So I went back in to the LT to find out what was holding up the rest. Lo and behold. They all are there talking to Nic. It still didn't strike me as to what they were talking about. So I attempted to give a "what are you guys talking about and why is it taking so long" look which obviously failed cause no one gave a damn about me. So out I went again cause the LT was too cold for me. Soon, James came out and asked to talk which I obliged. Came the inevitable talk about the apparent misunderstanding and tension within the group. Alicia said that she will tell James by tonight whether she is going backpacking with her friend or joining James. Aud says she most likely will join Nic in their trip to Italy and then later go find James before heading back to Norway. Then it hit me. They were discussing about the trip in the freaking LT. So their discussion didn't include me? Why in my absence, no one attempted to give me a msg or something to tell me that they were discussing about the trip? Why when I opened the door, still no one bothered to inform me? Another discussion behind my back. Hah! And the best part is it doesn't include Swiss too. So I am stranded? I tried to voice my displeasure, but I realised that my tears were coming out, so I walked off. I won't cry in front of them. Just as I was walking away, I heard Karen shout out to me. "So you going to travel to Switzerland alone meh?" What choice do I have then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the message from Alicia. Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey i know you're upset with us. Actually we are partly in the wrong by not being sensitive to your feelings about yr travel plans. We did consider about yr proposal to spain italy and swiss n actually still considering but u shld understand tt we have our preferences in deciding which countries we want to go. But from wad i hear from other ppl's plans i'm quite interested in just bunking with them as a group cuz its easier as well. Honestly i nv hear any other groups going to swiss. But if u really wan, can try suggesting to the class. Anw open yrself to other options as well, even if they don include swiss. If no choice den nvm ma. If wan 2 travel tgt we may need to compromise sometimes. Don get too upset, we are still considering yr plan like all others since nothing is sure yet. But ultimate,y u shldn't feel insulted if we end up not going with yr plan. Other ppl oso put in a lot of effort planning theirs n they also don't know if we are going with them. So just think about it but don think too much. I'll hear you out if u need la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I got angrier after reading her message. Other then probably the first 2 lines, the rest are implicitly trying to imply that I'm being a stubborn and self-centered girl. Starting from the part she said that I should understand that everyone has their own preferences. Like DUH! I knew that right from the start, that is why in both discussions that all of us were present, I kept asking for opinions! Need I mention that both discussions were initiated by me? If I didn't bother about other people's preferences, would I even ask? I asked for opinion. No one voiced anything. Not even their reluctance to go to Swiss. The part on bunking with others cause easier. Didn't they last said that travelling in too big a group is not good? Wasn't Alicia the one who herself said that she thinks that 4 is the ideal number? And seriously, what has she done so far anyway? What easier? The part on asking me to open myself up to plans even if it doesn't include swiss. Hello! No one told me their plans so to what am I supposed to open up to? I was never upset that Swiss was not included. I was upset because of the sneaky behind the back discussion that never included me. Then comes the part she says that we have to compromise. To me, there is no compromise when there is no discussion. How do both parties give way a little if there is no communication on what each other wants? Don't put it so nicely lah. Just tell me to give in. Don't use the word compromise to make yourself look good and make me look bad. The part about nothing is decided yet. Yeah right. Didn't you also just made it clear that it was either you going to backpack with your friend or going with James? Didn't James make it clear he wasn't going to give in his plans? Didn't Aud say she most likely will follow Nic on the Italy trip? Don't be insulted if they nv take my plan? So to them I'm like that lah? Other people also put in alot of effort for theirs. Yea. Nic they all also put in alot of effort. But let me tell you. My efforts were for YOU guys. His efforts was for his grp of friends. But seriously, even if you guys ultimately chose to follow Nic, I won't be insulted. I'm only mad now cause you guys give me the feeling that you are not even considering my plan, but you guys are leading me on to do research. Even though I can be quite free, doesn't mean that my time isn't precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, continue to think what you want to think about me lah. I don't give a damn about it. I just wanted to let you guys know that I can give up the thought of going to Swiss one. But that is under the condition that there is OPEN discussion. I'm willing to not go Swiss and take up my aunt's suggestion of going on a guided tour to Swiss instead. But there is no discussion to make me feel respected as a friend for me to want to give up going to Swiss willingly. So maybe before you send such a long message and end up trying to put me down, try and think about what you are saying and think about my stand. I never openly went up to James to scream at him cause I felt it was not worth it and was willing to work within myself and left the anger go. But thanks to you guys, it failed. WONDERFUL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5783095090890250354?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5783095090890250354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5783095090890250354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5783095090890250354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5783095090890250354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-total-rage-and-anger.html' title='In total rage and anger'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7580318660867599289</id><published>2008-02-18T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T01:24:43.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY to Mr Low's Place</title><content type='html'>The title says it all. Today, or should I say yesterday, we people of 13/04 gathered to go to Mr Low's place to bai nian. Ok, I shall admit. Only 6 people turned up. Haha! Me, Pam, XH, Junhua, Vincent and ZhenHui. Pathetic? But it's ok. I had fun. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Mr Low really knows how to enjoy life. Haha. He has a karaoke room lah! So I spent most of the afternoon in the room singing my lungs out. Haha. Hope I didn't break any glass and disturb his wife. Haha. Note that his karaoke system is done up by himself. So he didn't just went down to kbox and bought the system. He programmed everything himself. Cool right? His mics are like super good. Makes me ashamed of the one in hall. Each of his mic is like at least 300-400 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about his karaoke system. Even his Mahjong set is cool too lah! It's in those metallic casing. Those you see in Du Shen Movie that kind. Where they put all the money one. Haha. Super cool! He even has casino chips! Like those I saw in Macau, but the design simplier. But still, it's really cool! The thing that is used to indicted which feng we are at now is like a super huge DICE lah! I mean super huge! His Mahjong set is so so so so cool! Haha. Love the casing. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 guys haven't changed much. And I thought army would change them. But apparently, it didn't. Haha! XH is still as zi high. Not that I don't know that she is. Vincent is still as angsty and stressed up. Too bad BX didn't come. Or else I think she will high with me over the karaoke too. Haha. Then I wouldn't have to duet with Mr Low. Xuan Ze leh! Super old song. Haha. High too! BX's fave song. Too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still got my quiz to study for. But here I am blogging. Bah! Someone kill me. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7580318660867599289?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7580318660867599289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7580318660867599289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7580318660867599289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7580318660867599289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-to-mr-lows-place.html' title='CNY to Mr Low&apos;s Place'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-6391750086165994887</id><published>2008-02-07T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T03:07:37.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>Here I am, blogging at 3am cause I refuse to sleep. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Yunho's birthday. Happy Birthday Yunho! :) &lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday was also Chinese New Year Eve, how can we ever forget the traditional reunion dinner? Firstly, I'm always looking forward to the sharks fin soup that Ah Sim will make! Yummilicious. Yum Yum! The steamboat was ok. I'm never a fan of steamboat anyway. The main part is the blackjack playing after the dinner. Haha. I won again! In like 1 hour, I won like 14bucks already. Haha! Hope today I will have as much luck, if not more! Haha! Notice how lucky I am whenever it's a DBSK member's birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to strike the 10million dollar Toto! Like who doesn't duh. Haha. I'm obsessed with getting rich. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having serious mental block. I've just eaten a pack of instant noodles and I'm drinking BEER! Gosh! Beer belly.  :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah! Can't think of what else to block about. So, Happy Chinese New Year everyone! Gong Xi Fa Cai! Hong Bao Duo Duo Lai! Hahaha! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-6391750086165994887?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6391750086165994887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=6391750086165994887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6391750086165994887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6391750086165994887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-5266963183198000162</id><published>2008-01-26T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:35:03.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jaejoong!</title><content type='html'>My first post of 2008! And I chose to blog on this very special day! It's Jaejoong's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! *pops champagne*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, today is really really really a great day. Not just because it's his birthday, but cause many happy things happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, I've got my own box of pineapple tarts cause I did help quite a bit today. And most importantly, it's a box of tarts that I designed myself! As usual, I'll usually put the initials or the names of my idols on the tarts. This year, no difference. I even attempted the impossible. I wrote korean words. Haha! So the words I did were, Kim, Jae, Joong, Dong, Bang, Shin, Ki, Young, Woong, D, B, S, K and a huge J! Whee! For those who don't know Kim Jaejoong is my idol from DBSK and YoungWoong means Hero, which is his stage name! :) I'm a happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, I won at mahjong again today! Haha! That's a happy thing. Win mahjong = win money = lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd, and most important, I strike 4D! Haha. Although it's only starters and shared with my mum, but still, 125bucks extra! Whoo! First time strike! Hope I strike Toto too! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Just in case anyone misunderstands, I'm not a gambler! I don't usually buy 4D or Toto. The story of why I bought 4D goes like this. When I was in hall sometime last week, my mum called me to ask the number on my Singapore-Brunei 20 buck note was 2711 or 1127, which is actually my dad and mum's birth dates. Apparently, it was because 1127 came out. But the number on my note was 2711. And the best part was, I just showed the note to them last Sunday and even told them that the number on the note was their birth dates. Then just yesterday, my mum was commenting that if she had thought about it, she would have bought 2711 and if she had bought 2711, she would have bought 1127 too. But too bad, she didn't. Then she went on to talk about the numbers she bought. One of them was very unfamiliar, so I asked what's the significance of that number. And she said it was my hostel's number. Then I told her that she had gotten the wrong number. My hostel number is 4719. 4th floor, room 719. So we decided to buy together and I even casually mention that it might come out today and it did! Haha! Really fated! Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall, today is a GREAT day! Whee! Why can't it be Jaejoong's birthday everyday? Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5266963183198000162?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5266963183198000162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5266963183198000162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5266963183198000162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5266963183198000162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-jaejoong.html' title='Happy Birthday Jaejoong!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-3356637589551528524</id><published>2007-12-31T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T19:12:54.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last post of 2007</title><content type='html'>My last post for 2007. Short summary of what happened the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th Dec 2007.&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas and as usual, we headed down to granny's house for celebration. And I got my long awaited presents. Haha. Basically, that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th Dec 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Results are out. I did ok. Mostly Bs. But I expected slightly better lah. But oh well. Went for lunch at Tung Lok at Central with my aunts and granny and mum and cousins. As what they say. One mother bring 5 daughters and one daughter-in-law who brought their younger daughters and 2 monsters. Wahaha! After the lunch and some shopping, met the TJ grossies for dinner! Sherlyn jie n Mich jie joined us too. But they left right after dinner. We TJ grossies did some walking around and I bought more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th Dec 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Bowling with cousins. I finally hit the 100 mark! wootz! And for both games some more. Haha. First game was consistent with a couple of spares. Second game was not so. The wasted the first 3 sets but luckily managed to strike twice in a row and had another spare. But still, not enough to save my score. My first game had a higher score. Wahaha. After bowling, played The Rat Race at Uncle James' clubhouse. I won! Wootz! But it's a long game. Played for hours. Then headed to granny's house to plya mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st Dec 2007.&lt;br /&gt;It's today. Went kbox with Ngian and Jas before Jas flies off to Shanghai. Going to Audrey jie's house for countdown plus possibly tong xiao mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. 2007 is coming to an end. It's been an eventful year. Many things happened.  I experienced the saddest moments of  my life so far, but have since picked myself up.  My wish for 2008 will be that everyone I know stay healthy and happy. I study harder to get my As. Have a wonderful 21st birthday. And enjoy the 2nd half of 2008 happily in Norway. And a secret wish. (I wish I get to meet Jaejoong in person.) WAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone. HAPPY NEW YEAR! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3356637589551528524?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3356637589551528524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3356637589551528524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3356637589551528524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3356637589551528524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-post-of-2007.html' title='Last post of 2007'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7530226936885930516</id><published>2007-12-24T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:03:17.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Highlands</title><content type='html'>A short summary of my little getaway to Genting with Uncle James and family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st Dec 2007 Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up super early despite the late night. Supposed to meet Uncle James at 6.30am anyway, though he came late. Haha. Then, the usual. Met for breakfast, travelled to Woodlands Checkpoint. Some more travelling, and stops in between. On the way up the mountain, I finally saw something very interesting. A container? I don't know what is that called, but I saw a vehicle transporting and ELEPHANT! Can you believe it? Seeing an elephant while travelling up to Genting. Amusing. Too bad I was too slow to take a picture of it. Technically, when we reached Genting, it was already about 2 plus 3. And we still had to wait to check-in. So in the mean time, I accompanied the children to cyber. Haha. My first ever experience cybering. Haha. But cyber is so expensive that I'm glad I'm not into it. Haha. But oh well, to kill time, I'll do anything. :)&lt;br /&gt;Got our room. Room 16 936. Corner room! Wootz! Means that it is slightly bigger. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was spent shopping, dinnering, playing pool and resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd Dec 2007 Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of the trip and it's time for the themepark! Ok, seriously, the rides were ok only. Haha. Go-kart gave me a headache cause it was shaking so violently that my head kept pounding. Oh, and they gave us showercap to wear. Haha. Amusing. For the outdoor rides, it's the first that I dared to not hold anything and enjoy some of the rides. For a person who is afriad of heights, I'm proud of myself. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaked for lunch at Marry Brown. The cup was cute, but the chicken, erm, I prefer KFC lah. Haha! After lunch, we decided that thrilling rides will make us vomit out our lunch, so we went to bowl! Wootz! My ultimate aim! Played 3 games! Improved my score after each game. Though still very low, but still, considering that I really haven't touch bowling for a long while and I don't get to play it very often, ok lah! I managed to spare twice in a row lah! Wootz! Luckily we bowled after lunch, cause it started to rain. When we finished bowling, it was still drizzling, so we decided to go take the 4D Motion Master. Queued so long for it, and let me tell you. It's the worst I've ever sat in and I can say, it will be the worst! Minimal movement, storyline boring, pictures were blur, and what 4D? Blow air also counted as the 4th D??? So so so so disappointed. Bleahz! But after the 4D thingy, we went out to play again. Foggy! But wasn't as cold as I expected it. Played till dinner time. After dinner, I was left with the children to take the indoor rides. And we stopped at 10.40pm cause nothing else to play. We didn't want to take the super slow rides. Even my 7 year old cousin also refuse to take the slow rides. She wanted to take all the thrilling rides. Haha! Went back to the room and played blackjack for a while, watched a bit of DBSK ( Dangerous Love and First Love) and thats the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd Dec 2007 Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final day. Breakfast, shop and then go back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it. My uninteresting, but nice getaway. At least I fulfilled my aim of getting out of the country this holidays. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures might be up soon. I hope. Must get my photographs from Uncles James and consolidate with mine first. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7530226936885930516?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7530226936885930516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7530226936885930516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7530226936885930516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7530226936885930516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/12/genting-highlands.html' title='Genting Highlands'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-5550095622234871649</id><published>2007-12-19T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T00:45:48.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MacDonald Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today, went to King Albert Park's Mac to celebrate Alicia's 21st birthday. My first ever Mac birthday and oh my gosh, I will never attend another Mac birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Not because the service was no good or anything, but seriously, we were treated like KIDS! Haha. And it was totally amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I say that it is amusing? Firstly, the chairs were so tiny, probably for Kindergarten kids. Secondly, we had birthday hats! Thirdly, the lady made us do the chicken dance and called it a game. Fourthly, she made us stand in a straight line, put our hands on the shoulders of the person in front and say "toot-toot" like a choo choo train! Fifth, she made us wash our hands before we can eat. Sixth, she made us come back in a choo choo train and made us walk one whole big round in the Mac! So paiseh! Seventh, she called us boys and girls and children and she called herself auntie. The best part, she is only 19! Even Jas and I are older then her lah! And we are the youngest of the bunch. Eighth, we had happy meal. Nineth, Alicia got a Mac bday cake and she made us cover our mouth with our left hand, cause we cannot blow out the candles. -.-||| . Tenth, we got balloons and the Happy Meal package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?? Haha. Seriously, it was so amusing that I couldn't stop laughing. But kudos to that girl, cause she could still pull it off and call us children! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But kinda embarassing. Luckily that Mac not a lot of people. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) One Mac birthday party in my lifetime is enough. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5550095622234871649?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5550095622234871649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5550095622234871649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5550095622234871649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5550095622234871649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/12/macdonald-birthday.html' title='MacDonald Birthday'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-5378346293016985874</id><published>2007-12-11T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T01:40:28.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DBSK + Fried Chicken = DBSK</title><content type='html'>I need to blog about today! Finally went into the fried chicken restaurant that DBSK dai yan in Korea. Well, I totally didn't take any photos of the food cause my eyes were practically glued to the screen. Haha. They were showing the 3rd album showcase. In chi subs though. Luckily my chi not that bad. Haha. Seriously, I rarely payed any attention to what I was eating. I wasn't even interested in the menu. Haha. But the food was not that bad. 7 people about 60plus. Not that expensive right? With dessert and drinks and main course and stuff, I would say that it was quite worth it. The waitress who served us was good. Did a lot of recommendations. Could hear her though my eyes were still glued to the screen. I think I looked like a fool cause I can't help but smile at some of the scenes being shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, DBSK + Fried Chicken = DBSK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought japanese dictionaries. Time to learn new vocabularies and recognise Kanji. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5378346293016985874?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5378346293016985874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5378346293016985874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5378346293016985874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5378346293016985874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/12/dbsk-fried-chicken-dbsk.html' title='DBSK + Fried Chicken = DBSK'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-3686382839729251634</id><published>2007-12-11T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T01:34:56.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Bliss...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Mark kor kor's wedding! Woke up early in the morning to go over to Zee Gou (2nd Aunt)'s house for the very traditional tea ceremony. Of course, I got no part in it, but still, must go and take ang bao! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I followed Audrey Jie and Sherlyn Jie back to their place to have my nails done. Once in a while must pretty pretty mah. Haha. But the shop was so busy, we decided to DIY. Ok, technically only Sherlyn Jie did the work. I only had to sit back, relax and wait to be served. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to Sentosa early for the solemnization ceremony. My first ever solemnization ceremony! So exciting. But one down side was, it was supposed to be done at the beach, but due to the weather, the venue had to be changed to the lobby of Rasa Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their vows are so sweet! When the bride was reading her vow, she started to cry slightly. But she still managed to finish her vow. Awww, so sweet. I can feel how happy she is. Blissful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was ok. The waiter like didn't want to serve me drinks. Make me angry. Hahaha. But overall, it was ok. Liked their clips and all. Very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...now I'm in this mode of wanting to get married. Haha. But I should first concentrate on getting a boyfriend ya? Haha. Oh well, some things cannot be rushed. :)&lt;br /&gt;My Prince Charming/Knight in Shining Armour, please come soon! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random photos from my hp below. Not a lot cause I was using a digital camera to take photos. But the camera isn't mine, so I shall have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the lobby of Rasa Sentosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R112hrXR9MI/AAAAAAAAAC0/H9hhjX7un_A/s1600-h/09122007365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R112hrXR9MI/AAAAAAAAAC0/H9hhjX7un_A/s320/09122007365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142396670475105474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solemnization Ceremony&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R114SrXR9RI/AAAAAAAAADc/lbOwIGq8GNA/s1600-h/09122007363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R114SrXR9RI/AAAAAAAAADc/lbOwIGq8GNA/s320/09122007363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142398611800323346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R1121rXR9NI/AAAAAAAAAC8/GOqDNRFd6Iw/s1600-h/09122007364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R1121rXR9NI/AAAAAAAAAC8/GOqDNRFd6Iw/s320/09122007364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142397014072489170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R113B7XR9OI/AAAAAAAAADE/EGdUMf-f6W8/s1600-h/09122007367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R113B7XR9OI/AAAAAAAAADE/EGdUMf-f6W8/s320/09122007367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142397224525886690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty me. Hehe.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R113KbXR9PI/AAAAAAAAADM/AfYlF-U8ZzY/s1600-h/09122007366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R113KbXR9PI/AAAAAAAAADM/AfYlF-U8ZzY/s320/09122007366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142397370554774770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wedding Cake&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R113TbXR9QI/AAAAAAAAADU/ezLc8gnITpI/s1600-h/09122007370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R113TbXR9QI/AAAAAAAAADU/ezLc8gnITpI/s320/09122007370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142397525173597442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3686382839729251634?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3686382839729251634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3686382839729251634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3686382839729251634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3686382839729251634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-bliss.html' title='In Bliss...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/R112hrXR9MI/AAAAAAAAAC0/H9hhjX7un_A/s72-c/09122007365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36447091.post-3923556073835769716</id><published>2007-12-07T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:22:09.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Block, New Room, New Roomie...</title><content type='html'>I'm now officially a 38-er. Seriously, I'm sad to leave my room. I like it when I open the door, I know that no one can look in and see me. I like it when I open my window, I can only see the expressway. Haiz. 37-4-702. Bye bye. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved all my things into Serene's room, which is now my room too. And packed too. So I'm officially ready to sleep there. But I really don't know if I can get used to it immediately. Oh well, I've already returned my old room keys and gotten my new ones. So, oh well. At least I know that my roomie now is a friend and not some weird strangers. Haha! And a good reason for me to start clearing stuff and packing. And also to put up my DBSK posters. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New block, new room, new roomie and a whole new sem! It's a new beginning. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3923556073835769716?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3923556073835769716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3923556073835769716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3923556073835769716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3923556073835769716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-block-new-room-new-roomie.html' title='New Block, New Room, New Roomie...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-6005002021319774933</id><published>2007-12-02T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:59:50.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workout!</title><content type='html'>Today is such a tiring day! And only because of one reason. Cause I "silly-ly" agreed to help Meizhen pack her room! For those who know, Meizhen's room is the ultimate mess and not to mention, dirty too. Spent like 4-5hrs clearing her dirty room and it took one whole lorry to transport her stuff! Mind you, she stays in a single room! Technically,we had 5 people packing her stuff for her and we all had to run like more then 10 times up and down. 4th floor leh! No lift! And the amount of things she have, my gosh, even me, the self-proclaimed garang guni woman, cannot fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired! Can't even blog. *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get the pictures from Zhenhao, I'll upload them up. Scary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-6005002021319774933?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6005002021319774933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=6005002021319774933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6005002021319774933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6005002021319774933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/12/workout.html' title='Workout!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-1286185308213620289</id><published>2007-11-29T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T02:00:20.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are finally over!</title><content type='html'>Finally! I'm free! Wootz! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today, just needed to let the whole world know that my exams are finally over and I can K and read and blog and do whatever I want! Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with the MS people again. It's something that I will always want to do. To have dinner or have a day out with the course mates after the last paper. Hopefully, I can do much better this sem. Last sem was a total disappointment, so I put in a lot of effort this sem. Hope to see some positive results. Had dinner at Fei Cui Xiao Long Bao. Bought donuts. Walked around the Fountain of Wealth and wished for 4.0 GPA. HAHAHA. Desperate people do desperate things eh. Haha!. And I'm not too greedy. 4.0 good enough for me. Don't need 4.5. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping tomorrow. Much needed. My belt gave up on me. :( Need to get new ones now. Finally meeting up with Shux again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling sleepy at 2am. Not very usual for me, but considering the lack of sleep for the past 2-3 weeks. It's understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to start working on the list of To-Dos. :) I must strike them off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER!!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-1286185308213620289?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1286185308213620289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=1286185308213620289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1286185308213620289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1286185308213620289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/11/exams-are-finally-over.html' title='Exams are finally over!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7872157650733992065</id><published>2007-11-26T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:10:42.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad start to the day...</title><content type='html'>Nah, exams ain't over yet. So why am I here?? Cause I really need to blog about what happened in the morning of my Tech paper. Almost scared the shit out of me. Guess what? I got stuck in the toilet cubicle in Hall 8 just before the paper! My gosh!! I was really stuck and almost had to resort to climbing out of the cubicle. The toilet door was so hard to lock and unlock! Imagine if Sofiana wasn't there. Imagine if I was still stuck in the toilet and missed the tech paper. ARGH!! Very bad. doesn't help that I have 2 papers today. Such bad omen. :/ And i "kiap" my hand in the toilet at Can2 today after my jap paper! Gosh, I think I infuriated the toilet god or something. Always got something happen to me in the toilet. Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left early during the Jap paper. I've never left early for any papers! My first time! I hope I won't regret it though. If I see a big fat U on my results, I'll just go and bang my head on the wall. Haha! My katakana really sucks big time! Essay sucks too! The only thing I was confident in was the Kanji. Haha! Oh well, it's over now. Left one last monster. IT! Sucks. Can't wait for after 1130am on Wed. That is when my nightmare will be over! No more sleepless nights cause of pre-exam jitters. This exams I suffered the worse bout of pre-exam jitters ever in my whole life! Before every paper, I would lay in bed for 2-3hrs before I can fall asleep. And by that time, it's already 3+am! And all my papers are in the morning! I need to catch up on beauty sleep after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gotta go back to mugging for IT. The last stretch. I can do it! 頑張って! 勉強しましょう！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7872157650733992065?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7872157650733992065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7872157650733992065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7872157650733992065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7872157650733992065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/11/bad-start-to-day.html' title='bad start to the day...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-8053921782483723929</id><published>2007-11-22T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:41:28.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back with a vengence...erm..i mean new blog skin :)</title><content type='html'>Ok ok, I admit, I'm officially a carrot now. Haha. My blog skin usually goes with my mood. At the current moment, DBSK is totally the thing for me, so here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are up. 4 papers down and 3 more to go. Please remind me never ever to take 7 modules in 1 sem ever again. My brain is so going to explode! Already planning / planned for after exams activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Singing K-box till I go bankrupt or I lose my voice.&lt;br /&gt;2) Practice for Impresario. ( Since I signed up, must do my best right?)&lt;br /&gt;3) DBSK day! ( I'm so gonna finish the 12 hr DVDs!)&lt;br /&gt;4) Finish up the Stepmania song (Rising Sun)&lt;br /&gt;5) Sleep a lot ( eye bags too heavy)&lt;br /&gt;6) Spread the DBSK love&lt;br /&gt;7) Try and slim down ( I emphasize, TRY!)&lt;br /&gt;8) Buy new clothes! (Dad suddenly gave me a generous budget to buy new clothes! :) )&lt;br /&gt;9) Try and go overseas. Malaysia also can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I guess. Haha. Can't really think off-hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I should go back mugging. People, please tag? my tag board very poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, thanks to those who sms-ed me about my last post. Thanks for the concern and all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-8053921782483723929?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8053921782483723929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=8053921782483723929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8053921782483723929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8053921782483723929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-with-vengenceermi-mean-new-blog.html' title='Back with a vengence...erm..i mean new blog skin :)'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-4005739066202096744</id><published>2007-11-03T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T01:57:52.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation No Tears</title><content type='html'>Haven't updated in a while. Couldn't find the mood to sit down and type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't cried so hard in a long while. I realised that for the past few days, I haven't been facing reality. Always hoping it was just a bad dream. It was only yesterday when it all hit me. It's really painful to see mum so sad. To hear her sniffing yet trying to be strong just makes me want to go up to her and give her one big hug. It's a shocking and devastating news that all of us need to accept, no matter how much we hope it isn't true. I'll be strong. For mum, for any one. To bro, you stay strong too. Haven't seen you cry so hard before. We'll be strong. So many words to say, but I shall leave as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Aunt, you'll be missed dearly. And will always be remembered in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation No Tears officially failed miserably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-4005739066202096744?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4005739066202096744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=4005739066202096744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4005739066202096744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4005739066202096744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/11/operation-no-tears.html' title='Operation No Tears'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-5344964402677943765</id><published>2007-10-10T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T04:02:59.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really hate myself for all the mood swings I have. Do I really crave that much for attention? One moment I can be all happy, the next I can be moody, and then I can suddenly get all angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to Meiyan and Jasmine, tonight was entertainment for them from me. Especially when I started to do stupid things like throwing my pillows around, talking to my stuffed monkeys. The truth, I'm trying to hide my anger, my displeasure and my moodiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is bothering me! But currently, I really feel like smashing something. Maybe the signs were obvious, when I was typing nonsense on MSN to Serene, Zhikang and Meiyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I'll like to apologise to Meiyan for accidentally hitting her with the pillow twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to let my emotions out, but not run wild. I don't want to sink into another stupid cycle of depression. Biopolar me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5344964402677943765?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5344964402677943765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5344964402677943765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5344964402677943765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5344964402677943765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/10/emotional-rollercoaster.html' title='Emotional Rollercoaster'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-1066096503790121542</id><published>2007-10-08T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T04:04:17.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DBSK</title><content type='html'>I shall officially announce that yes, I'm in love with Dong Bang Shin Ki! It's all Meiyan's fault!! Haha. I've moved on from the impressed level to impressed and in love with them level. Haha. Now I'm contemplating if I should spend almost $77 on their DVD. Saw the trailer. Looks super funny and it's a 5 DVD package. 12hrs of DBSK! My gosh, DBSK galore! But, it's still $77. Someone please help me! But I can forget about asking Meiyan and my twinnie twin twin for opinion, cause they will sure try and psycho me to buy! And Meiyan is already trying. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you guys also know that I like to spread the love, so my first target was my twinnie twin twin, Alicia! Guess what? I took less then 2hrs and she got hooked immediately. But that's good news to me. Why? Someone for me to share nice clips with! And I'm like sending people DBSK's clips, but I forgot to send the concert! Stupid me! Shall not go into detail about how crazy my twinnie twin twin is about DBSK, but I need to say this, she is really obsessed cause she called our econs project group, Group DBSK and she listens to Rising Sun like 20 times a day and watch their MV like another 10 more times per day. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short ranting. A bit brain dead from the past few sleepless days due to project. But before I leave, I shall end off this with a picture of DBSK. My personal favourite! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/Rwk7hsmaflI/AAAAAAAAACk/cYWlEXngaeE/s1600-h/DBSK_calendar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/Rwk7hsmaflI/AAAAAAAAACk/cYWlEXngaeE/s320/DBSK_calendar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118687901577281106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-1066096503790121542?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1066096503790121542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=1066096503790121542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1066096503790121542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1066096503790121542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/10/dbsk.html' title='DBSK'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/Rwk7hsmaflI/AAAAAAAAACk/cYWlEXngaeE/s72-c/DBSK_calendar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36447091.post-3973127705505986810</id><published>2007-09-25T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T02:11:18.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing!</title><content type='html'>Today was great! Intro-ed the Chinatown singing place to my hall seniors and we headed down there today! Though it's agreed that we were a weird combi going out together, but nevertheless, we had FUN! Well, at least I did! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Meiyan, Serene, Weeboon and Wilsen. We got a room downstairs, and that made toilet trips more tiring. Haha. For a frequent toilet visitor like me, I think I lost some water on the way up. Haha. Was actually very afraid that I'm gonna feel out of place today, cause I'm like the only junior there and other then Meiyan and Serene, I don't think I know Weeboon and Wilsen that well, although I've been talking to WB more and more often. I can't pin-point why was today fun. Not one event stood out, but overall, the whole feeling was great. Apparently Wilsen was very amazed that I sounded like Ella, don't know if I should that as a compliment or what. Haha. But I think he meant it as a compliment lah. He was very funny as he kept commenting that he thought he pressed the analog button, cause he thought he heard Ella, but it was actually me. They also made me sing Zhong Guo Hua and Ting Yuan Wei Ren Tan Ji Ta! The rapping songs. Haha. Though I was afraid that I would be monotonous in my rapping, but apparently they loved it. So ok, job well done, Fiona. Haha. The funniest part? They made me sing Che Zhan or more affectionately known as Qia Zam. Yes! The Hokkien song! Haha. They suggested I go sing Getai. Hahaha! It was also very funny when we laughed at Serene cause she couldn't read some of the chinese words. Not at her personally lah, but more of the "paiseh-ness" she showed. Haha. Serene was amazed that they served Sharks' Fin Soup there. So imagine their faces when the guy brought in the bowls. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Maxwell market to eat, ate Ham Jing Peng! Haha. Nice! The Kway Chap I ate was mediocre. Not that fantastic. Made me want to rush down to Toa Payoh to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on my life.&lt;br /&gt;1) Approached to be Financial Controller for FOC. Still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;2) Creating new stepmania song. Rising Sun! Still in the process.&lt;br /&gt;3) Getting hooked on to DBSK. Meiyan's fault. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;4) Brought Serene, Weeboon, Siokwei and Weesian to Lavender to eat after the ushering job on Sat. Found new foodie kahki!&lt;br /&gt;5) Hopefully over the emo period. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Can't really think now. Hungry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3973127705505986810?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3973127705505986810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3973127705505986810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3973127705505986810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3973127705505986810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/09/singing.html' title='Singing!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-4476335358971162024</id><published>2007-09-18T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T04:32:14.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddening thoughts that kept me awake...</title><content type='html'>Finally tried to sleep earlier as I have 2 quiz to handle. But I just found out that I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia popped by and she was talking to me about Prometheus stuff, about how she has this very strong feeling that she will be offered stage mag instead of her director position. I thought I was over the emo period where I was very affected by the position I was going to hold and some other people were going to hold. And also about my future in hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really maddening when you have ambitions for yourself but you know that you can never attain them no matter how much hard work you put in. Yes. If any of you remembered, it's the ambition to be Producer or Co-producer of Prometheus in my final year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be more detailed here. I planned to be stage mag this year and then continue on as producer or co-pro in my final year, but it ends up as I'm secretary this year and I'll probably be nothing in my final year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why nothing? Cause, firstly, I heard that if we are going on exchange, we cannot keep our room. Which means that I might not get back Hall7 even if I apply for hall in the 2nd semester. Secondly, I'm not around during the recruitment period in sem1 which means that I can't run for the top 2 positions cause I wouldn't be around to form my committee and to set a direction for the comm. Which Producer would want me? And to think my initial aim was to be Producer. Now I can't even smell Co-pro. And the thought that my Prometheus life ends at being secretary, I really cannot accept it. The challenges that I set for myself, the aims and goals I set, can never be achieved now. Truthfully, I'm really very upset. Upset that cause of I don't know what reasons, I cannot achieve anything this year and end up only being secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other hidden reason. Out of those from my batch in the previous comm, I would say that the active ones are probably just, Jas, Liksin, Cherryn and I. But I feel that the 3 of them are more sought after than me. Jas and Liksin are going to be Co-pros this year and Cherryn is going to be Director. And me? Secretary. Ha! Does this mean that I really don't have the ability? Or I'm just unlucky? I have nothing nice on my resume. Damn shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on to this situation of being in the shadows, I'm kinda expected to take over Sing and Strum in sem2 because Jas is going away on exchange. Usually, I'll be more than happy to do it. But come to think of it, 2nd sem is going to be the busiest time for SnS. Cause it's the period when most of the performances come up. So technically, I'll be doing more work than Jas. But to others, who will always be the head? Jas. Will I even get recognised? In terms of in other people's eyes and in terms of points and in terms of CCA records? So I do shit but don't get anything? And Jas goes overseas, does lesser things and get all the credit? I so feel like asking her to get someone else to do it. But that would seem like I'm really petty right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words, tech crew are really being forgotten. They'll never get the chance to shine. Not when they're the tech crew, cause the cast gets all the glory. Not when it's a new year when they want to run for something. Cause, no one sees their hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THIS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-4476335358971162024?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4476335358971162024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=4476335358971162024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4476335358971162024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4476335358971162024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/09/maddening-thoughts-that-kept-me-awake.html' title='Maddening thoughts that kept me awake...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-2131832559170721016</id><published>2007-09-17T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T22:09:44.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e4 gathering once again! :)</title><content type='html'>After planning for a long time, finally the e4 gathering was held yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arranged to meet at Chinatown for ktv, as Shuyi recommended this 10club ktv place. Yes, 10bucks! The catch? I couldn't find any. Haha. We sang from 2-7 with a bowl of sharksfin soup and free flow of drinks! Good right? The only thing was that they only had 2 small bowls of titbit which Sam and I finished in like 5mins. Haha. Next time, if we ever go there again, we'll bring our own snacks. Haha. The songs were updated too! Had the new songs and stuff, though it took us some time to get use to the navigation. Took us a long while to find the back button. Haha. Sam was in a crazy mood. She started to pick songs for us. Assumed that we would want to sing it and keep picking and she didn't want us to move the songs, so we ended up singing songs from the same artiste before we could move on. Haha. I did something that I'll never do if I go ktv with other people. I went to pick DBSK's songs to sing. Haha! Cause was scrolling through the group list and saw their name, so went in and saw that they had 3 songs. Out of which, 2 were the chinese version of songs from the rising sun album, which I know. So decided to try it out. So I sang both their songs. Haha. Funny, but I'll probably not do that with other people. They'll probably laugh at me. Haha. And the best part? The song Rising Sun got stuck in my head. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ktv, we headed down to this cafe, also on the recommendation of Shuyi. Sort of like a music cafe. When we reach there, there wasn't a single soul! We were like the only once around. Although it was a bit weird, but weirdly, I liked it. Haha. Means we can make as much noise as we want. Haha. Order a bit of food, since we didn't have dinner and I personally think it's not bad. A good place to chill out with friends. The guy at the counter was friendly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we walked from Chinatown to Clarke Quay in search of other finger food. Ended up at Burger King at Central. And I found out they no longer sell cheese stick! That was like my fave from BK lah! And they replaced it with something called Chicken Tenders. Which looked oddly like the cheesesticks but saltier and was really just chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'll rate yesterday a good day! Though I could still sing on, and Shuyi was obviously missing her boyfriend, and I didn't know what to say, but still, I LOVE meeting e4! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-2131832559170721016?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2131832559170721016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=2131832559170721016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2131832559170721016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2131832559170721016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/09/e4-gathering-once-again.html' title='e4 gathering once again! :)'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7237874567125250470</id><published>2007-09-12T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T02:12:11.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life never goes according to plan..</title><content type='html'>It's finally when I have a plan of what I want to do in the future. Or at least finally that I've set a target for myself. But life just has to thwart my plans. Call it ambition or goals, I really wanted to run as Producer for Prometheus in my final year, but that has all gone with the wind. Abilities aside, it's because of the Norway trip that I'm so looking forward to that is spoiling it. So what if I can prove that I can do it? I can't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aim for myself was to run for stage manager this year. And next year, run for Producer. But neither will come true. Cause my trip is in Sem 1 and so I won't be around during the production itself, so I can't be a stage mag. Then, cause I'll be away, I cannot run for Producer too, cause I won't be around to form my own comm, sit down with my co-pro and set a target for Prometheus. Yada yada yada. Then you might ask. Then why not run for stage mag in my final year? At least can fulfill one part of my aim. Well, all I can say, I wanted to run for Producer in my final year, cause I feel that it's the time where I know the most, and is able to contribute what I know. And I also want to prove to myself that I can lead. The position comes with the year I'm in. It'll be different to run for stage mag in my final year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed. Really disappointed. Sometimes I think, if I was leaving in Sem2, then things wouldn't be as bad. Considering if I should still do it this year or not. Most probably doing. But secretary? Really far off from my plans. But maybe this is the best arrangement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always second-fiddle to others. Maybe I'm really not good enough, no matter how hard I try to prove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be positive, then this has to hit me again. It's like finally, one more step and I'll be out of the pit, but someone has to push me back down again. I'm still falling in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7237874567125250470?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7237874567125250470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7237874567125250470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7237874567125250470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7237874567125250470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-never-goes-according-to-plan.html' title='Life never goes according to plan..'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-6938779573831266240</id><published>2007-09-11T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T02:14:21.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do I belong</title><content type='html'>I can't help but to blog again today. This strong sense of lost is eating into me? Where is my worth? Where do I belong? What am I? Who am I? I suddenly feel that I don't know myself anymore. What am I good at? What is suitable for me to do? Why am I here even in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone clarify with me my position right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sinking...I really am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-6938779573831266240?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6938779573831266240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=6938779573831266240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6938779573831266240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6938779573831266240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-do-i-belong.html' title='Where do I belong'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-9013479378144489853</id><published>2007-09-10T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T20:00:16.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No mood...</title><content type='html'>Many things happened in this period where I haven't been blogging. For example, Prometheus ended, a lot of things happened in hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the truth, I haven't been feeling very good. Still stuck in the cycle of self depression. A sense of nostalgia when the same old feelings flood back. The feeling that there is no one to listen to me. The feeling that I'm inferior, I'm playing second fiddle to somebody, I'm not important, I have no friends  and the feeling that I'm like a sore thumb, sticking out in a whole group of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prometheus created many wonderful memories for me, but it also aided the feelings in haunting me. Those feelings really hit hard during Prometheus times. But I must admit that I never regretted taking up Prometheus. I guess I'm still a performing person, really liked the feeling of something being "borned" on stage. But if the other feelings didn't come along with it, it would have been perfect. But nothing is perfect in this world. Haiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to listen to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-9013479378144489853?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/9013479378144489853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=9013479378144489853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/9013479378144489853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/9013479378144489853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-mood.html' title='No mood...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-3277200164138267226</id><published>2007-08-21T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T02:32:04.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've blogged. Couldn't get any inspiration and nothing seemed to drive me to blog, though a few things did happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got an urge to blog. Blog now seemed like my only friend. Maybe some of you might find it impossible. Why would I feel lonely in hall? Shouldn't hall be a place filled with people who sleep late and is filled with activities? Isn't Fiona quite active in hall? So why is she lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's precisely in this very social environment, I feel like a sore thumb. I can't really talk to people well, no one is interested to have a long conversation with me. They don't usually take the initiative to talk either. So what if I joined many things? In the end I'm always a nobody. No credit, no nothing. Suddenly I liked standing outside my door and stare at the sky or the trees. Something that I haven't been doing for quite some time. And I'll stone there. Usually it'll be quiet, but today it was kinda noisy. Felt worse. The more I hear chatter and laughter, the worse I feel. I'll probably go out again when the noise gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck at Jap tutorial. Felt stupid and am starting to regret. Did I make the right choice by taking Jap2 ? I've already returned what I learnt from Jap1 so taking Jap2 now makes me feel inferior in class. The first time I ever dread going for Jap lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to stare at the trees. Maybe should detach myself from this world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3277200164138267226?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3277200164138267226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3277200164138267226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3277200164138267226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3277200164138267226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/08/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7502473521287448589</id><published>2007-07-28T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:13:15.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first SHE experience...</title><content type='html'>Back from my first SHE experience. After so many years of kinda liking them, missing them during a school performance due to O level chem practical, I finally had my first taste of SHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth? I'm disappointed. I don't know is it because my expectation is too high or what. But I'm like really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Expo at 1215pm much earlier than planned. And the worse thing? It's raining and there is no shelter. So, we can't sit down, have to brave the rain which doesn't seem to stop and is just weird. Sometimes it's just a drizzle, the next moment, heavy rain. What is this??? Could only carry my lunch and wait for the rain to stop, cause I had no free hand to eat on the spot. What could be worse when I had to queue alone for 3 hours in the rain and hungry? Was slightly pissed lah. Seriously, when queuing for such things, really need friends. Cause when Jas and Bing came, then did time seem to pass faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert itself was a disappointment. Why? Cause I think it's really short!! Like not worth me queuing so long over it, and it wasn't a very enjoyable queue also. Haiz, maybe because it's a free concert. Shouldn't have expected too much hor? But I feel like it's so rushed. The songs were back to back, SHE didn't talk much, and I couldn't hear sincerity from them. I don't know. I had to admit I was happily singing to their songs, and they didn't sing Zai Bie Kang Qiao. Don't know why also. Oh, and we didn't get good seats. SHE were so freaking small and everyone was on the chair and totally blocked my view lah. Why am I not 1.9m in this situation??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven't lost hope. If they come for another concert, shou piao one, I will still go. And I will make sure I buy the most expensive ones and sit right in front. At least I don't have to queue. Just pay and enjoy. Bleahz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7502473521287448589?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7502473521287448589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7502473521287448589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7502473521287448589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7502473521287448589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-first-she-experience.html' title='My first SHE experience...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-2922136712983658046</id><published>2007-07-23T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T23:46:54.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Estatic!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a great day! Wootz! First, an amazing lunch wirh my grandma, aunts and cousins and cousin bf. Went for Korean BBQ at Haw Par Villa. My fave!! I really loved the grilled meat and you wrap the burning hot meat in veg anf with their special chilli! I'm drooling at the thought of it again! Ever since my trip to Korea, that has always been my fave korean food. Ate a lot. As usual and did I mention that the side dishes are free flow? So it's like tonnes of side dishes plus main dishes. The best part? I paid 0 cents! Haha. As usual, my aunts treated us to great lunch! Actually it's kinda like celebrating Audrey Jie's recovery from the operation. It's like after so long, she finally can eat normally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course food itself will not satisfy me that much lah! I did something that I have not done in a LONG while. Haha. That is to queue. e4 should know what I mean. Though I didn't queue as long as I used to, but I queued for quite a while. Started queuing at 2pm. The thing starts at 6pm lah. To some, it's very early. To some it's ok. To some it's late. Well, considering I used to queue in the wee hours of the morning (Yes, I do mean like 4, 5 am), queuing for 4 hours should be quite a mild move from me. For those who are wondering, what am I queuing for, let me let you in on the secret. I was queuing for the SHE Play Qing Gong Fun Party tickets. Haha. Apparently, luckily the lunch ended early for me cause if we queued at 3pm instead, we might not have gotten the tickets and we would have wasted our time queuing. I don't know to say is it good luck that it is free seating. Good, in a sense that I was so at the back of the queue, if it was seated, I would probably have gotten horrible seats and I don't like horrible concert seats!! But bad in a sense that it would mean more queuing on the actual day! Gosh. The thing starts at 8pm, entry starts at 6.30pm. From my experience, fans will start queuing from morning or even the previous night! Half of me wants to go early to get good seats, but my companions are not that fanatic and would probably think I'm crazy. Haha. And 3 person queuing is such an odd number. Cannot play daidee. Haha! And it would also mean that we would have to settle dinner while queuing. Haiz. I don't know. But whatever, for now just let me soak in the happiness that I got the tickets and will see them in action on Sat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not all, after getting the tickets, we had dinner at J8, some Shilin, some tako pachi and some food from the mini food fest. And guess what? Jas made me walk from J8 to serangoon gardens. I almost died lah! My bag was heavy, it was raining and my foot hurts! And we did that just to kill time. Haha. Cause we were going to have a small ktv session at 10pm, but we finished our thing by like 7+ 8pm. So had 2 long hours. She didn't want to shop, so she decided to walk to Serangoon Gardens. What a great idea. Haiz. Finally KTV-ing after such a long time. And it's nice to hear Ngian again. Haven't heard her sing KTV for a long time. Really missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for Sunday. A fulfilling day and I gained a lot! Though the queuing was not as fun as last time. Haha. Queuing with e4 is a totally different experience. At least the long hours didn't seem that long. And for this one, I went unprepared. No umbrella, no nothing. So I was standing in the scorching sun until Jas reached. And the 2 of us, apart from talking, ended up listening to our own mp3. Miss those daidee days. Haha. Anyway, hopefully after Sat, I will have the time and energy and inspiration to blog about the SHE experience. :)  So looking foward to Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-2922136712983658046?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2922136712983658046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=2922136712983658046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2922136712983658046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2922136712983658046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/07/estatic.html' title='Estatic!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-1368265542104627939</id><published>2007-07-11T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:11:33.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Chalet</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the long awaited TJChoir chalet. Well, at least I looked forward to it, cause I'm really bored at home. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost didn't go cause mum was afraid of the dengue thingy going on in Pasir Ris. But I'm such a naughty girl, I still went even though I know that mum would rather I not go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, in the afternoon, went back to hall for banner painting, but kenna cheated. Cause when I reached, they were done! Gosh, only left the hanging of banners which would be a task for the guys there, so I just went back to hall for nothing lah! Think hall in Boon Lay ,west west west. Think chalet in Pasir Ris, east east east! Aiyo! But still at least they entertained me with the slippers incident. Super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet was ok, Aloha is great cause parking is free. Haha. I was super crazy, super no xing xiang, as usual but I wasn't all that high as I showed. Like what I told Shux. I was laughing, but I wasn't laughing laughing, I was laughing cause the other people were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ was ok, liked the new way of eating Otah, though it's super fattening. Otah with mayo! Nice! But started feeling weird when they started playing english songs and when Jas came. Maybe I crave for attention, so when I feel that the attention is on someone else, I start to hide in my shell again. Haiz, hate that aspect of me. Was kinda disappointed lah, cause I felt that I was a substitute. I was a substitute for Jas. When Jas is not ard, I'm wanted. But when Jas is around, I'm not required. This is not the first time that I feel this way. Jealousy? Attention craving? Maybe. Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in a great mood cause Asih really didn't know when to stop. Really don't like it when people just criticise my idols. I never criticise hers, so why go on and on about mine? Once in a while, I can accept, but when they don't know when to stop, it gets on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went blog visiting today. Read ml's blog. Ok, maybe not read, I should just say, I saw her pics she put on her blog. I watched the whole round. And I realised that I never took a pic with her. She had pictures of our other classmates but no me. Well, I'm kinda ok about it, cause I think prob she thinks we're not close. We prob aren't considered close, but when I think back to JC1, when ml, bx and I were close. Things do change over time huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo incident doesn't really affect my mood now, but it made me think back. Think through a lot of stuff. If everyone had to make a choice, to pick one friend that impacted his/her life the most. Would I be on anyone's list? I doubt so. Sometimes I really don't like playing second fiddle to others. But I am, and will always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I not try hard enough? I never bother to ask people how are they doing? Is that why I always never know what's going on in my friends' lives? Seeing friends getting attached is a happy thing. But sometimes when I'm alone, I wish I didn't have to be around those attached. I'm not attractive. I don't have a wonderful personality. I don't know how to talk to people. I'm temperamental. I'm everything a guy doesn't want. Well, I'm not desperate, just despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood is down in the drain today. Dang! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-1368265542104627939?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1368265542104627939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=1368265542104627939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1368265542104627939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1368265542104627939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-for-chalet.html' title='Back from Chalet'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-8650679589845298458</id><published>2007-07-08T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T14:48:29.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week Review</title><content type='html'>As the title suggests, I'll be doing a week's review in this entry cause I have been to lazy to blog the past few days. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 2nd July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was subject registration day! Though our slot was 1.30pm, I just can't help but wake at 9am! Arh! Considering that I always wake up at 1+pm, it's just so early! Really want to scold NTU. Almost gave me a stupid heart attack. Open so little slots for what?? I clicked on time or even slightly early, but they only got one out of five cores for me lah! Angry. Almost got a shock of my life you know! Luckily, I kept my composure, and just insisted on the indexes that I wanted. Thank goodness they opened more slots, or else I think I will have to only take 1 core. Haha. Then I will just die. Luckily, I didn't ask someone else to do it for me, cause I was supposed to go out. If someone else did it for me, I think sure heart attack. Haha. Talking about going out. I was supposed to go out and visit my ex chinese tuition teacher! Taught me chinese in primary school. Went to her house in Pasir Ris. Brought back so much memories. I remember going to her house every week and having tuition there. Haha. Her house hasn't changed much, just some additional stuff, but everything else was still in the same position. But my bro and I feel that she has like aged quite a bit. Felt really good visiting her. Then we went to White Sands, played a bit of arcade with my bro and my younger cousin. Played my favourite! Shooting hoops! Wootz! Tried the new bishy bashy game too. Need to train a bit of arm power. Cause the bball game, in the beginning of the first game my hands started getting tired. Haha. But still managed a 120 points. Can be better! GRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 3rd July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Alicia before she goes to Darwin the next day. Was supposed to meet for lunch, so we arranged to meet at Vivo for lunch, with the thought that we can do some shopping too after lunch. Met her at 11.30am, and we felt that we weren't that hungry yet, so we did some walking around. Had lunch at Sushi Tei and walked a bit. Then guess what? We saw the monorail to Sentosa, and after a while we decided to go Sentosa! Haha. But while we were looking for where to sit the new monorail from, we walked past a pet shop. The doggies there are so cute lah! And the rabbits are humongous. Anyway, we paid 3bucks for a ticket on the monorail to Sentosa, got off at the Beach Station, took the tram to Tanjong Beach and Palawan Beach. We didn't get off, just sat one whole round. Got off and took another tram to Siloso Beach. Also didn't get off. Took the monorail back. Didn't really want to stop at Imbiah Station to see the Merlion and stuff cause we were too lazy. Haha. So off we head back to Vivo. Deciding that Vivo was too big and the shops too high end, we made our way to Marina. On the way there, we made a stop at Gelare cause it's Tuesday! Had my first ever Gelare waffles! Okok, I'm a sua gu. Haha. But I'm happy! Went to Fox, saw this sleeveless shirt that I kinda liked, but couldn't get myself to buy it. 19bucks. I'm stingy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 4th July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 5th July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro's birthday! Happy birthday! Went to Botak Jones in Ang Mo Kio for dinner. Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 6th July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad took leave, went out to eat lunch, then at night headed down to my granny's house. Surprised that we didn't start playing mahjong. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 7th July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as every week, mahjong at granny's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 8th July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mopping around at home. Bored!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-8650679589845298458?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8650679589845298458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=8650679589845298458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8650679589845298458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8650679589845298458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/07/week-review.html' title='Week Review'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-8762493571931314601</id><published>2007-06-27T15:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T16:21:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kbox</title><content type='html'>Finally another Kbox session with the sing and strum people yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started my day with sample distribution. Pay is good 10 bucks an hour, but we only did it for 2 hours, cause we were too efficient. Should have known better. Haha. But seriously, it was kinda paiseh. Cause they made us wear this sleeveless tank top and there aren't many sizes! Gosh, made me wear S size. How can?! So tight and fitting lah! Must suck in tummy all the time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, had quite a few hours before meeting the sing and strum people, so went shopping with Clarrisa, Shu Fang, Wai Mun and Jas. I know it's quite a weird combi, cause it's like, I know them, but not say close until that kind will shop together, but since we were working together, so why not? Jas had to leave after awhile to go for her hair appointment. Walked around until my legs almost break! But just as I left the company of Clarrisa and gang, and wanted to make my way to Kino to buy my Fei Lun Hai stuff, Zhikang had to call me and tell me he reach liao! Arh! So paiseh! Lo and behold, he started laughing at me from Kino all the way through the Kbox session! Arh! And he had to announce to the whole world about my idol buying spree. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we were all late, Zhikang, Meiyan, Jas and I still had dinner together before going for Kbox, so instead of K-ing at 7pm, we K-ed at 8.30pm instead. Zong Wei and Zihao joined us later. But seriously, they were so quiet and sang so little that they were kinda non-existent. Haha. Ok, maybe for Zong Wei not so bad, cause he sang much more than Zihao and his super dou voice, he sing all the chinese oldies very nice lah! Both Zhikang and I feel that with some technique, Zong Wei will make a good singer. He has a very wide range lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went totally crazy during Kbox, though not as crazy as the previous time I went with Taijie and Zhikang, but crazy enough. Voice couldn't open up. Haha. Direct translation. Maybe cause laughed too much or something. Haha. Couldn't really reach all the slightly higher ones. Songs that I never had problem with, sounds strained. Haha. Needed warm ups man. But one thing good about it, it allowed me to go low. Wootz! Sang Lian Ai Ping Lu's guy's part, no problem! All the guys song that I sang, no problem! It was only later in the session that my voice was warmed up and was able to sing the high notes. Really love to sing Ah mei's Wo Wu Suo Wei! Very nice to biao! When people started to leave one by one, leaving only me and Zhikang, the 2 of us, went extreme. I started all the high and happy and slightly faster or songs with more tempo, he started to sing all the sad ballads. Haha. And we alternated. So its like one second high, the next moment silent and peaceful. And let me announce again. I so love Zhikang's voice! Ah! Very nice when he sang all the ballads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really had fun at Kbox, hope we can do it more often. Haha. Whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-8762493571931314601?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8762493571931314601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=8762493571931314601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8762493571931314601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8762493571931314601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/06/kbox.html' title='Kbox'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-3193769577045325913</id><published>2007-06-18T14:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:56:37.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seniors Camp</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Seniors Camp. Personally, I didn't think it was super fun. It's like no one was in the really hyped up mood, everyone played half-heartedly, the games had quite a bit of flaws and it was always raining. And I seriously don't like to play couple games. One, cause I'm heavy and couple games usually requires the guy to carry the gal in one way or another. And this time I pity Jiaxi, cause he was unlucky enough to partner me. Not very shou with him. Don't really know him well, we do talk a bit. But thats like it. Well, Siok Wei says its ok cause he is a very easy-going person. Oh well. Luckily there were no other intimate games. No passing food with mouth or anything near that. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the best part is that I finally drove to Ah fang for supper! Though I'm not sure if I can remember where it is exactly, but I roughly know where it is. Ok, thats not really the best part. The best part was actually after the camp when I drove Siok Wei and Jas to Lao Di Fang for curry rice! My fave curry rice. Love it big time! And I haven't eaten it in a long while! Wootz! Still love the curry and the rice and the liaos but HATE the parking. Haha. But we were lucky that when we reached, Mustafa's parking lot was kinda empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up, I'm sleepy and bored. No link but I don't care. My brain is sleeping right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3193769577045325913?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3193769577045325913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3193769577045325913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3193769577045325913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3193769577045325913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/06/seniors-camp.html' title='Seniors Camp'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-1351051995708770881</id><published>2007-06-11T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T17:03:32.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital...</title><content type='html'>Realised that I've been making quite a bit of hospital visits recently. Suddenly, people around me are getting admitted to hospital. It all started off when an uncle from my mother's side got into a car accident and was admitted into hospital. Then it was my maternal grandmother who started to make very frequent visits to the hospital for swells and pain and operations. But I think the 2 that I have most impression of is my uncle, who is my mum's brother and my paternal side cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my uncle's case, he went for an operation to remove part of his colon. Cancer. 4th stage. Although the colon part is cut off, apparently his liver is infected to. The period when people were hiding from him that the problem is not totally solved till the time he was told by the doctor and broke down was really like a dream to me. I don't know. Don't seem to living in reality. Seeing mum and knowing her, I know it must be devastating. She lost her eldest sister and her father to cancer already, now her brother too. So who's next? Just this thought can send shivers down my spine. This means that it is hereditary? So it is also possible that my mum will get cancer? I don't want to think too much about this. I can't bare to. And I shouldn't worry about things that might not happen. So, choy! Touch wood! Really, I think we should all make the best out of everyday that we have. Just like my uncle would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my cousin, I feel more, cause I'm much closer to her. I grew up with her though she is like 8 years older than me. Had an operation to change her heart valve. I remember going to hospital to visit her everyday when I was still working. 1st was when she was admitted to get ready for the operation but was postponed in the end. The first time in my life I see her break down and cry because of the fear and uncertainty. Then, when she had her operation, I had my first visit to the ICU. Seriously, I was very scared and it pained me to see tubes and needles in her. She couldn't really breathe properly n stuff, cause the wound is at the chest. But when she moved her hand from under the blanket and lifted it a little to wave to us, I couldn't control my tears. I wasn't bawling, but tears were threatening to fall and one or two did escape from the corners of my eyes. Everyday, my brother and I would make our way to the ICU to see her. Go in max 3 at a time, and if we walking to the ward itself, we can only go in twos and we had to wash our hands whenever we enter and exit the ward. When she was finally moved to the normal ward, in 1 visit I saw her vomit like twice. Even though she only drank plain water. Mixed feelings really. But luckily, she's doing well, and her MC has ended I suppose, and is back at work. I remember when we went to grandma's house, she couldn't laugh cause it would be painful, but seriously, I kept making her laugh. Haha. Well, at least she can go to work now. And I saw part of her wound. And I was like yikes! Don't let me see it. I scared. Haha. Oh well. May she totally recover in no time and be able to eat seafood and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to go all emo here, but when Dad told me today that grandma is in hospital again and my mum is there accompanying her, I can't help but think back on all of those and feel a bit down and out. Oh well, I'll be strong and try not to think too pessimistic thoughts. Probably going off to Tan Tock Seng Hospital later to visit grandma, so I shall just sign off here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-1351051995708770881?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1351051995708770881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=1351051995708770881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1351051995708770881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1351051995708770881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/06/hospital.html' title='Hospital...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-5390263014348541330</id><published>2007-06-10T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:18:00.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop shop shop</title><content type='html'>Back from a shopping trip with yunz today! Very long never met up with her liao, and I really enjoyed myself today. Haha. Think yunz very poor thing, cause she had to put up with all my blabbering today. Haha. Don't know why, but I was in a talkative mode today. She bought some stuff while I didn't for a change. It was always me who bought more stuff. I only splurged when I was at Kino. Haha. Too many magazines to buy. Whoo hoo! Satisfied. Nothing much today. Just some typical us, crapping away. Haha. Oh, and jess dislocated her knee during cheerleading! Haha. Poor jess, stuck at home. Oh well, nothing much today. Looking forward to my buffet treat. Not sure whether I'm looking forward to the Seniors Camp though. Grr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5390263014348541330?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5390263014348541330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5390263014348541330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5390263014348541330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5390263014348541330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/06/shop-shop-shop.html' title='Shop shop shop'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-5054809062989789146</id><published>2007-06-05T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T14:12:46.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for a while and every time I read Jenna and Ali's blog, I feel so guilty! Why am I not updating?! Oh well, nothing much happened ever since the day I quit my job. Seriously, I would still be unable to get to sleep if I happen to remember the times at that dreaded job. Oh well, I'm glad it's over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates in the past week. Baked cookies with Jenna and Ali at my house. Doesn't look all that great but at least it is still edible! And doesn't taste that bad either. Haha. Oh well, I got over the baking craze already and I can happily strike that off my to-do list. Oh, and we did the jigsaw puzzles that I bought from Mini Toons like super long ago. Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, went to Grandma's house to celebrate Aunty Pat's 50th birthday! My gosh, I didn't know she was this old. Haha! Before that, went to Orchard with Xin Xin Jie and Audrey Jie and my bro to buy the ever so important birthday gift. In the end we bought a bag costing about 150+ from Braun Buffel. A red bag! Ang Bao. Haha. Well, Aunty Pat likes green, but we decided that she should get something else other then green and I personally think that Aunty Pat likes big bags and bright colours. So the red was decided! And I think she loved it. Hopefully. All the backsides. Oops, I meant cousins, hehe, are paying for it. Except the only 2 younger ones. And we are pulling in Audrey Jie's boyfriend, Mr Ham (thats my nickname for him) to chip in too! Haha. Considering that he is now quite close to the aunts and grandma. Did I mention that I was so suay that day that I just cannot win at mahjong?!! So angry. Haha. Nah, had fun, though I can't win. When the card is nice, someone will win before me. When my cards are ugly, play until the end. Blah! Luckily I got kang luck. Minimised losses from all the um kangs and kangs. Haha. Kang so much that my cousin asked if I was building a fortress. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from that mini celebration, I shall proclaim my love for the Crispy Lobster Salad Roll from Ichiban Sushi! My gosh! They rock! And though I know salmon is considered a low grade fish, but I still prefer salmon sashimi to tuna ones! I don't particularly like the texture of tuna sashimi. Oh well, sashimi is expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going bowling! Bowling! Whee! Can't wait for tomorrow. Plus going to do the puzzles that Jenna brought home from my place. Whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5054809062989789146?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5054809062989789146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5054809062989789146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5054809062989789146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5054809062989789146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/06/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7166703188677159772</id><published>2007-05-25T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T01:09:05.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Quit!</title><content type='html'>I quit my job! Relieved! But today was a really unhappy one. Got scolded by a f**king customer and if it wasn't because I felt that I was working for a company, and I need to maintain their image. I would seriously have f**ked her back. Now, kinda regret I didn't. All the angry boiling within me. And I was so angry that I cried. And I couldn't stop. And almost couldn't breathe properly. But anyway. I quit, so no more the dread of going to work anymore. Welcome to slackers/jobless club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. No mood to blog. Grr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7166703188677159772?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7166703188677159772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7166703188677159772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7166703188677159772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7166703188677159772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-quit.html' title='I Quit!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7368436602460769300</id><published>2007-05-21T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T09:25:49.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time..</title><content type='html'>Haha. It's been quite a long time since I came back from my trips and I haven't gotten the chance to blog about them! Well, firstly cause when I came back, blogger screwed up on me. And by the time it was ok, I was just to tired to blog. But today, after reading Ali and Jenna's blog, and ali's constant pestering, I've decided to let the pictures do the talking. So warning, photo whoring ahead. Those below the legal age, please leave this page IMMEDIATELY! Haha. Just joking. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGsP3OnwlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K5ckj-Pqwx0/s1600-h/P1060402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067020444291809874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGsP3OnwlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K5ckj-Pqwx0/s320/P1060402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pretty ferry that brought us to and fro Desaru and Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGslHOnwmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A-DghwxNc7s/s1600-h/P1060407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067020809364030050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGslHOnwmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A-DghwxNc7s/s320/P1060407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How can we forget a lovely group photo? I've got good zi pai skills hor? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGs_nOnwnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gM11lElskB0/s1600-h/P1060434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067021264630563442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGs_nOnwnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gM11lElskB0/s320/P1060434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty view from our resort room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGtbHOnwoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6JXzB9nKhww/s1600-h/P1060465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067021737076966018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGtbHOnwoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6JXzB9nKhww/s320/P1060465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me feeding the 1888 kois in the pond. They almost sucked my fingers out of their sockets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGt5nOnwpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qMCZKfA8WdM/s1600-h/P1060520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067022261062976146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGt5nOnwpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qMCZKfA8WdM/s320/P1060520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've got a chick in my hands and the bird in ali's hands was eating right out of my hand just seconds ago! So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGvD3OnwqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/e27Ld4AulAk/s1600-h/RIMG0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067023536668263074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGvD3OnwqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/e27Ld4AulAk/s320/RIMG0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and the little goat!! Guess what. All the animals are in a fruit farm! Haha. :) Love them to bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGv2nOnwrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8iYEH-r1WCA/s1600-h/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+(91).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067024408546624178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGv2nOnwrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8iYEH-r1WCA/s320/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+%2891%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lets now move on to our firefly trip. All geared up and ready to go! Saw a lot of fireflies, but too bad, photos can't be taken, unless you wan to see a photo that is totally black. Haha. And I think the mosquitoes there stole most of our attention most of the time anyway. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGwoXOnwsI/AAAAAAAAABE/ecmvTzlUdoc/s1600-h/P1060559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067025263245116098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGwoXOnwsI/AAAAAAAAABE/ecmvTzlUdoc/s320/P1060559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Day 2 and it's Beach Day! Whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGxAXOnwtI/AAAAAAAAABM/cSC2eCWTWYs/s1600-h/P1060575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067025675561976530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGxAXOnwtI/AAAAAAAAABM/cSC2eCWTWYs/s320/P1060575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The photo speacks for itself. MS o6/07 Desaru! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGxc3OnwuI/AAAAAAAAABU/IpH_kKDL8OA/s1600-h/P1060599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067026165188248290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGxc3OnwuI/AAAAAAAAABU/IpH_kKDL8OA/s320/P1060599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The long awaited Sandcastle building time!!! Re-live some childhood memories. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGx5HOnwvI/AAAAAAAAABc/xdwttnleGzM/s1600-h/P1060621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067026650519552754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGx5HOnwvI/AAAAAAAAABc/xdwttnleGzM/s320/P1060621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our masterpiece. TADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGyU3OnwwI/AAAAAAAAABk/zfaQ32RR06I/s1600-h/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+(151).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067027127260922626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGyU3OnwwI/AAAAAAAAABk/zfaQ32RR06I/s320/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+%28151%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the most beautiful picture of the lot. If you think the pic is beautiful, it's more beautiful when you see it with your own eyes. The moon was so bright that you can see a big spot on light on the sea! Woah! And how can I forget the thousands of stars that was hanging in the sky! Beautiful! You'll never see this in Singapore. Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGzJnOnwxI/AAAAAAAAABs/vuSuhakWuDw/s1600-h/P1060652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067028033499022098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGzJnOnwxI/AAAAAAAAABs/vuSuhakWuDw/s320/P1060652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School PE attire babes! Especially the one in yellow. Wahaha!! Joking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlG1EXOnw2I/AAAAAAAAACU/AVraiMpwUrs/s1600-h/P1060696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067030142327964514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlG1EXOnw2I/AAAAAAAAACU/AVraiMpwUrs/s320/P1060696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bye bye Desaru. Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGzsnOnwyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QlWawBzEW5M/s1600-h/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+(146).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067028634794443554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGzsnOnwyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QlWawBzEW5M/s320/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+%28146%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlG0PHOnw0I/AAAAAAAAACE/ZDp5FCXcLnI/s1600-h/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+(187).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067029227499930434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlG0PHOnw0I/AAAAAAAAACE/ZDp5FCXcLnI/s320/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+%28187%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGz6nOnwzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vu-6l1LqkRE/s1600-h/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+(159).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067028875312612146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGz6nOnwzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vu-6l1LqkRE/s320/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+%28159%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlG0jHOnw1I/AAAAAAAAACM/VAx5B6HXYFM/s1600-h/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+(182).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067029571097314130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlG0jHOnw1I/AAAAAAAAACM/VAx5B6HXYFM/s320/MS+Desaru+3-5+May+2007+%28182%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the few things we did as pastime, like playing darts (which I'm better then the rest in), pool (which I beat Jenna in), Mahjong (which I would dare say good in, and the shifu of Jenna) and chongkat (which I'm a total noob in). And not forgetting, table tennis, Uno and our fave card game, Dai Dee and Bridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after uploading so many, I'm just too tired to upload the Macau, HK pics. And I haven't received them from my cousin anyway. And the Macau photos are to me, repeatitive of the ones I took previously. So thats all for photo whoring this time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7368436602460769300?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7368436602460769300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7368436602460769300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7368436602460769300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7368436602460769300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time..'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3sTQcvCnbM/RlGsP3OnwlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K5ckj-Pqwx0/s72-c/P1060402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36447091.post-6404568267250632907</id><published>2007-05-01T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T21:28:52.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>Please ignore the previous post. I was just PMS-ing. Don't mean to scold or hurt anyone. So just take it that I've gone crazy ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Aunty Juliana they all again. To Novena. And I found the drink that I was drinking everyday in Korea! Nice!! I lazy to blog. Tomorrow going out again. Thursday is coming! Desaru!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-6404568267250632907?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6404568267250632907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=6404568267250632907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6404568267250632907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6404568267250632907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/05/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-6987702043679530421</id><published>2007-05-01T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T03:00:59.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS...</title><content type='html'>It's 2.25AM now and why am I not sleeping? Cause I can't sleep until blogged about today. Was actually ready to sleep, until a sms came in and unbottled all my unhappiness today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered being the one who had to "coax" Izzati to not be angry as Jas forgot her birthday and we would want to celebrate her birthday. Who would ever expect that I made myself unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me Jealous Queen. Yes, I'm very jealous. Why just because come one asked to celebrate her birthday and got so many presents and well wishes? Not to say I didn't, but come on, until now I've only received 2 gifts. I'm not complaining about the number of gifts though. Cause the 2 gifts i received is really really important to me. One from the MS gang. Really really thank them and love them so much. The other is from Pingz! Hand-made and given to me 1 day before my exams. This is what I call sincerity. I'm jealous. Why? Ngian Xin had the time during her exams to get all the little little stuff and put them in a box to give to Izzati. Me? Not even a card. And I thought Ngian and I were quite close. Maybe she doesn't think so anymore. Even the card Shux did. Sigh. I don't want to compare, cause both are hand-made by her. But somehow I felt that Izzati's card had more effort put in by her. Oh, and do I need to mention again how important I view presents? I don't need the gift to be expensive. I care about the thought. It's the thought that counts. But I don't see anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a spirit dampener. Today was supposed to be fun and enjoyable, but I spent my day stoning away. Why? Cause I totally couldn't fit into the conversation. Tried to crack some jokes but failed. The NUS people were all seated together. One clique. The NTU people one table another clique. Me? At the head of the table with the NTU people but I couldn't seem to fit into the conversation. Makes me feel extra again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Shux do occasionally pop by and read my blog. Part of me don't want her to read this, but the other part of me wants her to. Nothing against her, but sometimes I just feel used. A substitute for Jas. When Jas is not contactable or would not be as willing to listen (example 1am at night), then would she call me. Seriously, I don't really look forward to receiving any late birthday present from her, cause it has totally lost its meaning. Maybe it's a weird thinking of mine, but I always feel that if a friend was important enough and I treat exams equally or even more importantly, I'll try and plan her birthday or her present before I know that exams are so near that I don't have the time to go and buy. In this aspect, I really really think that even my MS friends have more sincerity. Why? Cause they bothered to take out time to buy present, buy cake to surprise me after lecture. They kept to promises of overseas trips together. Recall the times when me, ngian and jas would say we want to goTaiwan together after A's. Did we? No! They made their own other plans first, so reason was no money to go Taiwan. Thanks to you guys, I'm now glad that I'm giving my first trip out with friends to friends who appreciate more and keep to their words. Planning was even done during the exam period. This is what I call sincerity. I don't believe you all spend 24/7 mugging for exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the sms I mentioned earlier. Jas messaged me telling me that they going Kushinbo on Thurs and ask me to join them if I can. So does it imply that I'm tagging along and it'll be like today? That I only can walk behind you guys and stone while you guys laugh and talk? The best part. I mentioned before. I definitely did. I going off on Thurs MORNING! Who cares if it is flight or ship or what? I'm going off in the morning! Even if it was a night thing, Kushinbo is a lunch buffet. What makes you think I will join you all just hours before I leave? You wouldn't too right Shux? If you wouldn't, then don't expect me to. And Jas still got the cheek to correct me saying I thought you were taking a ship? SO? Don't I need to be at the place of departure at least 1 hour earlier? I'm seriously reconsidering if I should go out on Wednesday to Ikea with her a not. Ask me to drive. I don't mind, but does that mean the stuff will be left at my place? My home has no place for all the things you want to buy and I have to let my dad and bro and even mum live in a place with all my barang barang around? And I also haven't pack my stuff for Thurs yet cause I'm trying to fit into everyone else's plans so I'm like going out every single day. Why don't someone fit my plan? There's no incentive for me to want to go. It really makes me wonder if the Kushinbo trip and the Ikea trip, why you want to squeeze it within this week so that it can fit into your diet plan? Sorry, my plan and your plan clash. Either compromise(though i think there is no compromise solution, it's either her plans or my plans) or it's off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on my presonality, blame it on the period I'm having now, blaming it on ME ME ME! Damn it! I DAMN HATE IT WHEN I FEEL INFERIOR!!!!!! Cause it makes all the other negative thoughts come up. DAMN YOU!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-6987702043679530421?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6987702043679530421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=6987702043679530421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6987702043679530421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/6987702043679530421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/05/pms.html' title='PMS...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-1785138563678552098</id><published>2007-04-30T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T01:33:21.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Food...</title><content type='html'>From the title, most people would be able to infer that I went out with my aunts again! Haha. Still am amused at how Korea = Aunty Juliana, Aunty Veronica and Aunty Pat. Haha, totally hilarious. Drove my butt off today and I'm happy. Can I repeat that I just love to drive? :) The korean food we ate today wasn't too bad. Brought back lots of memories of Korea. The food, the cutlery, even the drink bottles. I miss Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't gotten the CD! Grr! Can't seem to find it. Worse still, I still have to search for the correct version! Bleah! So let's see what I've accomplished from my list. None! Bloo. I've got ideas for my fics, but I can't seem to put them into words. If it's not writer's block then is it author's block? 2 stories in mind, zero words written! Bleah! So what if I've already planned out the storyline and the "chapterline". Inspire me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in serious need of Kbox. Revaitalise me and my vocal chords which has been hibernating since the end of time. Sigh. But even if I have khaki now for Kbox, I don't have the time. Everything after I come back from Macau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the BBQ at Toon's place on Friday was like unfruitful for me. Why? Cause I didn't mix around! I just sat there and played bridge with the same gang of people. Ok, with the addition of Guang Sheng (I hope his name is spelt like that) and Victor. Weird that Victor keep asking me when I going back to Anderson. Haha. I haven't been back to Anderson for like years! Gosh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost in Mahjong on Saturday after a 2 week break. Sian! Need to get the mahjong thing in me running again! Mahjong power! BAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Choir all over again. Bring me back to the times when I had so much in Choir. Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going bonkers. Dental tomorrow, and meeting the TJChoir people to celebrate Izzati's birthday. Going Novena with the aunts again on Labour Day. Probably going Ikea and meeting up with Ming and Bing for dinner on Wednesday. Going off to desaru on Thursday. Coming back on Saturday. Going to Macau on Sunday. Coming back on Tuesday. Book me after that people! Oh, I probably should add job hunting to my list of to-dos. Mum doesn't want me to slack my butt off during the holidays. Any job-hunting khaki?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-1785138563678552098?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1785138563678552098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=1785138563678552098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1785138563678552098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/1785138563678552098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/04/korean-food.html' title='Korean Food...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-3535801401338408336</id><published>2007-04-27T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T13:22:08.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are finally over...</title><content type='html'>Exams are over!!!! Bleah.  But I'm in no mood to celebrate much. Why? Cause I screwed my last paper. If it's just a plain I won't do well, it's not so bad. For this case, it's a I 90% will fail the module. And to make matters worse, if I fail this, I most likely won't be able to take Maritime Tech 2 next semester! Bah!!! But it's over, I can't do anything about it. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, to maintain the tradition of going out after the last paper to celebrate, I went out with James, Ber, Aud and Jenna to Liang Court to eat Japanese Bento set. Haha. Weird? The Bento sets are quite expensive, but is really nice. Went to the supermarket to buy sashimi somemore. Haha. And can I say this? Japanese drinks are so cute!!! Oh, and the chocolates they produce taste so good, sometimes I wish I live in Japan. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the slight flu since wednesday. Which means I can't sing properly!! That's super bad news to me. Haha. But still, I'm looking forward to all the trips. I really can't wait. But please let the flu bug go away before I step out of Singapore. Pretty please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-3535801401338408336?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3535801401338408336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=3535801401338408336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3535801401338408336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/3535801401338408336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/04/exams-are-finally-over.html' title='Exams are finally over...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-2095148851384567878</id><published>2007-04-17T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T16:47:20.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths kills 20yr old MS girl..</title><content type='html'>As you can tell from my title, my first paper, Maths, is a killer with a captital K. Gosh. Refuse to think any more about it. Should start on my Inco terms and Econs. Inco, another major killer. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get my mind off the freaking maths paper, I shall blog briefly about the 2 mini celebrations I had with 2 different group of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was a celebration with Shux and Jas in my room on the wednesday before my birthday. As usual, the piggy me happily slept in since it's my free day. Until I heard giggling by Jas in one corner of the room. Hide behind my chair that has super a lot of things on it somemore. Tsk. Feeling weird, I sat up and stared. Then I realised that I see Shux! Haha. But I can't complain much. Cause it was a timely wake up call, as in another 5 seconds, I saw the Sakae delivery man walk to our room. Haha. At least he didn't catch me sleeping. A sumptious lunch with my favourite salmon sashimi with sushis. :) A card from Shux and a lot of catching up. Nice surprises! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second was the MS peeps. On thursday, after consultation with our maths tutor, we went for a meal at Pizza Hut in JP. Everything was going fine until Alicia aka Ali, asked me if I liked chocolate. And she went on confirming that I don't like strawberry and vanilla. Haha. Suspicion sets in. Friday. We had an extra lecture of Inco terms in some weird LT. Suspected a cake, but couldn't see any as they were sitting in the other side of the LT. But after the lecture, I could see them writing in the card, but being a nice person, I just pretended not to see. Haha. They "lured" me out of the LT and brought out a cake! :) Apparantly, they hid the cake at the back of the LT. The gang of us sang the birthday song once outside the LT (weird place though) and then when the guys, zhen hao and yongjie came out, it was another round of birthday song. :) Moved over to outside our business law LT for the cake cutting. Ali had like 4 slices of cake! wahahaha! Got some leftover which was subsequently offered to the other guys who sang the birthday song. Got a hand-drawn card by Ali on behalf of the MS gang. Got my first and only present, as of now, from the MS peeps too! A spongebob square pants face towel (I believe) and a small bottle of perfume. Thanks guys! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end of this post, I shall add on to the list of things i want to do after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Blog more often&lt;br /&gt;12) Meet up with e4&lt;br /&gt;13) Meet up with Ngian before she goes to Myanmar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-2095148851384567878?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2095148851384567878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=2095148851384567878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2095148851384567878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/2095148851384567878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/04/maths-kills-20yr-old-ms-girl.html' title='Maths kills 20yr old MS girl..'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7495115265581960027</id><published>2007-04-15T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T03:16:12.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me..</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday! I'm 20 already! *pops champagne*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, to Liu, this post is for you. :) For asking me to update, when I thought I have no more readers. And also for being the first to wish me Happy Birthday and being the first ever to call me and wish. :) You broke many records in my life. Haha. Nice talking to you after so long! Stay happy always yeah? Must try and meet up before you go Canada ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the rest. No no, I haven't forgetten about you guys. Although there can only be a 1st, your wishes are equally important to me. :) And to those who know, I'm very happy cause "my best friend" wished me! :) That means a lot to me. Though I have no idea how did "my best friend" know my birthday. Hmm. Hopefully I get a present too! Haha. Ok, I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's my birthday, I can see myself mugging away at home. Haha. Can't help it that exams are nearing right? Well, exams are coming which means it is ending soon too! Haha. I'm just too optimistic. Looking forward to the trips after exams and all the meet ups with friends. :) The thought of it just makes me happy! Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially annouce that, yes, I'm interested in Fahrenheit. Though I say that they can't sing very well, they can't dance well, and can't act all that well too, but they seriously make very good eye-candies! Gosh. Allow me to gush. Arron Yan is just so cute! When he doesn't smile, he's like so cool, but when he smiles, he's just so cute! Gosh, just my type! Haha. Gratefully, he is the best singer in Fahrenheit. Haha. At least I won't cringe at his singing. :) I want to see him act more! Ding Xiao Yu in Zhong Ji Yi Ban is just so cool. His eyes can kill. Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, I guess everyone can infer that I'm currently very distracted by them now. When I should be studying, I'm on youtube watching their clips. Bleah. To think I'm trying to keep myself less distracted by deciding to buy their album only after my exams. But the album buying is not confirmed yet though. Must think about the value of it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't blogged in a while. Can't seem to get the feel going. So I shall end here. But before I end this post, I shall list out what I might consider doing or is going to do, after the exams. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things to do:&lt;br /&gt;1) Meet up with Yunz, Jess and Pingz (tell me the actual dates ya? Ping still owes me a real hug)&lt;br /&gt;2) Go Macau ( Confirmed!)&lt;br /&gt;3) Go Desaru with MS peeps (still pending)&lt;br /&gt;4) Meet up with Liu (Hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;5) Buy Fahrenheit album or other stuff (in consideration)&lt;br /&gt;6) Write a fanfic (itching to, but might be too lazy)&lt;br /&gt;7) Start my job as a Buiness Manager for FOC (it's about time)&lt;br /&gt;8) Try and make it for TJChoir Alumni's practices (I want to, but...)&lt;br /&gt;9) Go Kbox! (this is a must, but need to find people)&lt;br /&gt;10) Pack my things in hall (I think I need to before it becomes a rubbish dump)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more things to add. Bah! Need to go back and mug again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot again to those who wished me already and those who will wish me later in the day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get bored of studying, I might blog about the 2 early celebrations I already had. :) Huge thanks to those people too! Shux, Jas, MS peep ( James, Bernice, Ali..cia, Audrey, Jenna, Sofiana and Karen) You guys rock! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those having exams soon, Good Luck and all the best!!!! Jia you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7495115265581960027?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7495115265581960027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7495115265581960027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7495115265581960027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7495115265581960027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me..'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-4005481048891479076</id><published>2007-03-08T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T03:21:51.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrations...</title><content type='html'>Finally celebrated my neighbour, OP's birthday today. Though her birthday has passed quite some time ago, but this it the first chance we had to celebrate her birthday in hall. It started off with the usual scheme. Tricking the birthday girl down to the stone table and start a series of water splashing, soap pouring and cake smashing tricks. This was just the starters. The fun part was yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OP won a bottle of champagne during the hall CNY dinner, so they decided to drink today. And since the bottle was in our room, the drinking was held in my room. Of course, we didn't just drink. We cheers a cup of champagne, and the rest was left for games. Played in between.  The whole process of the games was just so funny. People who were really unlucky, were really unlucky throughout. Luckily, I was one of the lucky ones. Only Huiyi and I were lucky. The rest, OP, Jasmine and Chin Chun were really unlucky. OP and Jas were unlucky cause they rarely opened cards that were in between. Chun was unluck cause when Huiyi or I got in between, we managed to pick his card for him to drink. But towards the end, my luck ran out and was drinking quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 unlucky ones were so red I swear that Huiyi and I looked like we never drank. And I really need to say. Chun has really unlucky hands. Always make OP "hit posts" and he is always trying to trick jasmine to open cards even if the cards were really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most hilarious part was definitely when Jasmine had to decide whether she wanted to open cards with the posts as Ace and 4. I mean, most people on one look will know that that was a bad card and not open. But not Jasmine! She spent a long time thinking about it. Even when the other 3 of us were laughing and rolling on the floor, she still wanted to open. Luckily, she managed to realise that that was a bad card. Haha. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OP would be the most unlucky one of the day. Cause she "hit post" the most number of times and also managed to "hit post" with post as Ace and King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst typing this post, I seriously have to crown Jasmine as DRUNK!! She couldn't walk straight (that's why I didn't allow her to go downstair to fill her bottle and helped her instead) and she is just always laughing at the slightest thing!!! Gosh. And she is really super red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I would have to say that it was a great night. And we were so noisy that Uncle Tony had to come up and scold or should I say, nag, at us. Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-4005481048891479076?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4005481048891479076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=4005481048891479076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4005481048891479076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/4005481048891479076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/03/celebrations.html' title='Celebrations...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-7594205463952133427</id><published>2007-03-06T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T00:21:47.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New idols? Nah..</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in ages! But I doubt if anyone missed me and my posts. Too caught up with slacking and studying and slacking and studying. Haha. I know I'm not making any sense now. Just failed a quiz today. Maths, my freaking weakest subject. Blame myself for slacking through the chinese new year holidays. Blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching Hua Yang Shao Nian Shao Nu, or in short, Hana Kimi. It's really a funny show. I don't recall seeing any idol drama that is funny from the 1st episode to the last. And it ends in 15 episodes! That's like super short for a taiwanese drama. Kudos to the actors and actress (only Ella) for making the show so enjoyable. My impression of Fei Lun Hai has improved after this show although only Wu Chun and Jiro Wang acted. I'm so hoping that I don't like them as I was quite cynical of them in the beginning. Haha. But I don't think I will, cause I couldn't sit through a variety of them. So no sympthoms yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch Hana Kimi people! I'm eager to discuss and laugh with you guys on all the stupid scenes. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-7594205463952133427?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7594205463952133427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=7594205463952133427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7594205463952133427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/7594205463952133427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-idols-nah.html' title='New idols? Nah..'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-5541034593364925916</id><published>2007-01-30T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T01:53:56.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fragility of life..I'm missing you already..</title><content type='html'>Life is unpredictable. So hauntingly true. Especially after Xu Weilun's death. I need to blog about this. Need to get this off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one seems to understand why am I feeling this way. Maybe even I don't know the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who knows me or have used my computer before, knows that my home page is a chinese page, which is actually PChome. Where I can get news update on the taiwanese entertainment scene. Saturday night. 27th Jan 2007. I was at my home page and the name Xu Weilun caught my eye. Without reading the title of the news. I just clicked in. The content of the news truly shocked me. Xu Weilun in a coma after a serious car accident. I was shocked. Thought it was some joke or probably some publicity stint for her new show or something. But no. It's not. I teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I cannot say that I'm a fan of hers. But when I first set my eyes on her, I felt that she was really pretty and would pay attention to her news. But I wouldn't like chase all her shows, though I would pay attention to her if I happen to see her shows or something. And a super plus point was that I loved the show she acted with He Junxiang. Express Boy. Because of this, I watched many of her clips on youtube and happened to favourite a few of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still hoping and praying for a miracle to happen. That she will wake up and let this just be a terrible nightmare. But, life never goes according to what we wish for most of the time. Sunday, 28th Jan 2007. I was back in hall and the first thing I did when I on my laptop was to update myself on her injury status. Whether is she getting better. Little did I expect that all I would read about is the news of her death. All I can say is that I was stunned. I finally understood the feeling of when you heard very bad news, you don't usually start crying immediately. You'll actually go into a state of shock first. Ok, for me, it wasn't shock. It was more of disbelief. For the rest of the night, my mood was low. And I would whine to people and sigh that she died. Of course I would also use the traditional way of not thinking about something. That is to make myself watch my current obsession, Nicholas Tse's videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't in the mood to study. So today, I was a bad girl. I skipped a lecture and a tutorial and slept my day away. And when I went for the last lect, I think my friends could tell that I was not my usual self. When I got back from the lecture, I went on to read about her news again. Reading about her parents crying, her good friends mourning proved too much to handle. I cried today. Not those weeping ones, but tears just uncontrollably rolled down. I really down. And I can't seem to find someone who would understand. I don't dare to watch those videos of her that I favourited on youtube. I knew I would not be able to take it. I was just contemplating whether I should re-watch Express Boy on Saturday before I read the news. Now I wouldn't want to. At least not so soon. I'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not her fan. But I miss her already. Her smiles especially. My neighbour just walked in and commented that I looked tired. Physically, no. Since I slept my day away. Emotionally, yes. Of course, I wouldn't stop smiling and laughing, but I can't help but think about her. And I would continue to read about her funeral and other news. A young lady, with a bright future ahead of her, gone, in a matter of days. Life is so unpredicatable and fragile. We really need to learn to appreciate whatever we have now. It's never to early to tell your loved one that you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to all my loved ones. I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-5541034593364925916?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5541034593364925916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=5541034593364925916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5541034593364925916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/5541034593364925916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/01/fragility-of-lifeim-missing-you-already.html' title='The fragility of life..I&apos;m missing you already..'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-8341791811023782397</id><published>2007-01-23T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:03:20.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e4's special friendship</title><content type='html'>I just had to dedicate this post to my beloved e4. After reading all the other blogs, I was really touched. I guess, we all have the same sentiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e4 was formed at Bishan Junction 8 in the year 2004. Short for Evil 4, we clicked together because of our love for 5566. Why evil 4 u might ask. Cause we pass time during the long hours queue-ing up to see our idols, by laughing at other people and being the noisiest ones around. Yes, we do bitch about people and we find "pleasure" in that. That's why we're evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, being evil, have ranked ourselves in e4. Our president, the most evil one, is Samantha. And I, am the vice-president. Shuyi is, I think, our HR manager or something. And Peishan was our secretary, but was later demoted to toilet cleaner and still is the toilet cleaner. Haha. So from this order, you can see the level of evilness in each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I mention all these above? Cause e4 is special. How special? Very special. We knew each other through our love for 5566. Usually these kind of friendships don't last. They would usually disappear as the love for the idol disappears. But not in the case of e4. We are no longer interested in 5566. But we still meet up and chat. And most importantly, we have fun. Not an awkward gathering. e4 has met up for many reasons. Christmas, where we went to Sam's hall to have steamboat and exchanged gifts. Birthdays, Shuyi's 21st birthday, and of the recent celebration of PS's birthday and also the joint birthday celebration we had for Shuyi and Samantha last October at my house. We even celebrate the e4 anniversary! Haha. Of course, many more, which I cannot remember at the moment. My memory is failing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would dare say that not all friendships are like that. For me, I'm probably closer to e4 then to my primary school classmates. Even secondary or JC. Why? Cause, when we haven't met in a while, I would have the urge to want to arrange an outing with e4 and meet them. No such urge to meet my classmates though. I don't know. e4 is really very special to me. I really thank fate for letting me meet such wonderful people. Maybe to others, after reading this post, still do not think that there is anything special about our friendship. But all I can say is, you won't truly understand unless you experience it yourself. An analogy. Most of us worked part time during the holidays before. But are you so close to them such that you still chat with them, and meet up with them. If yes, then you'll probably understand as the friendship forged is of the same type. If no, which is think is the more likely answer, then I'll tell you, it's hard to find friendships like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e4, I LOVE YOU! You guys will always have a place in my heart and I'm really glad to have know you guys. Hope this friendship will continue and last on and on so that we can celebrate our 20th anniversary and even more! e4, the greatest! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-8341791811023782397?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8341791811023782397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=8341791811023782397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8341791811023782397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/8341791811023782397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/01/e4s-special-friendship.html' title='e4&apos;s special friendship'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-9157272907243766179</id><published>2007-01-23T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:36:46.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e4's long awaited meeting</title><content type='html'>Ok ok, I'm sorry again for not blogging. I think I've lost most of my readers anyway. Haha. Pushed by Shuyi to blog. So here I am, blogging about the e4 meeting that we had recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e4 strikes back with another meeting to celebrate PS's belated birthday last Sunday. First time in e4 history that everyone including the always early Peishan is late. Ok, I wasn't late. I was in fact the earliest. :) Guess what e4 meet up for? Of course our favourite activity! Kbox!! Haha. I don't know if it was because I too long never go Kbox-ing or Shuyi is sick of Kbox. The both of us reached there first but we were waiting for each other to pick the first song. Haha. And also my first time singing Ah-mei's song, Wo Wu Suo Wei. So PS and shuyi, you guys got the honour to hear me sing it. Haha. What fun is Kbox without some fun and laughter? So leave it to the VP and Pres of e4 to entertain everyone. So Sam and I started our pea war and camera snatching game. Haha. Secret : its actually a ploy. Cause we were to cold! Need to move around. Haha. And of course, lots of pictures were taken. What's an e4 gathering with no camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Kbox would be our Sakura buffet dinner. Shark fin soup and sashimi and sushi and many many more!! Really full. But I don't think any of us ate our worth, we ain't big eaters. But we really had fun. Eating. Laughing. And last but not least, to digest, we started to take silly photos. Haha. And I really mean silly. So UGLY!!! Haha. And all of us, except Sam, had new nicknames. Shuyi was Flasher Lao Da Jie, PS was Chun Qing Xiao Bai Tu. And guess what's mine? Feng Sao Char Shao Bao! My god. And the truth. I thought of the name myself. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I guess. I'm still lazy. So for photos, go to my links and read the other e4 members' blog to see the photos. Till the next post. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-9157272907243766179?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/9157272907243766179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=9157272907243766179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/9157272907243766179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/9157272907243766179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2007/01/e4s-long-awaited-meeting.html' title='e4&apos;s long awaited meeting'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-116601800482129335</id><published>2006-12-13T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T21:53:25.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of the IHG</title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for quite a while. Too lazy. Grr. But I felt like blogging today, after the Inter-Hall Games. I had 2 matches today. Softball and basketball. Although I didn't get to play at all for both games, but I had fun supporting my teammates and after today, I have 3 more idols. Haha. Try to guess who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off with basketball. Francine drove us to the SRC for our match. Did some warm up shoots and stuff, but that was all for me. We were up against Hall 12. Honestly speaking, they weren't all that great. Although we lost the match, I felt that the team really came back from behind during the 2nd half. And I'm really proud of them. I mean, all our basketball players were not around and we only had the netball players to play for us. The scoreline was actually quite low. 9-5. Haha. Considering that we were down 7-1 at first and we came back at 9-5, I'm really proud of the players. They gave their all! I remembered seeing them throwing themselves in front of the ball to intercept, especially Shiqi. And Rain was on court all the time. Haha. Kudos  to her. Running all the way and even playing softball later too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softball was next. Again, had some warm up throws and bats and there I was relegated to the sidelines again. Haha. Softball was really interesting. During the first inning, we were down about 6-2 or something. By the 2nd inning, we drew level at 9-9, and all because of the max of 7 runs in one innings, or else we could have scored more. And the match ended with a score of 12-9! Woohoo! We won! Seeing Karen slide to base and getting herself all muddy and smelly was very funny. Even the taunting was hilarious, but if I were them, I'll be like super pissed. Haha. Rain got hit by the ball on the head. That's what I call Karma. Haha. Ruixin was damn good today! She made really good pitches and thats how we won! Because the other hall didn't want to swing. So we can only depend on Ruixin to strike them out. Which she did! Woohoo! I really can feel for Ruixin. The stress she was feeling. Come on, all eyes were on her! I cannot imagine if I was the pitcher. Phew. Well, I shall just continue with my pitching training and just do my best! Haha. Though I'm not exactly looking forward to my first match pitch. Haha. Opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, after these 2 matches, more trainings and carolling coming up. Ah! Give me more time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-116601800482129335?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/116601800482129335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=116601800482129335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116601800482129335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116601800482129335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2006/12/start-of-ihg.html' title='The Start of the IHG'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-116472734958993507</id><published>2006-11-28T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:22:29.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!</title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged in a while due to the exams. Though my exams are not over yet, 1 last paper to go, but I'm already in a super slacker mode. I screwed up a lot of papers. The only one that I have confidence in is probably Japanese. I should be able to get a decent score for that. Anyway, what's over is over. No point crying over spilt milk, so I should be studying now for my last paper, but I'm not! Haha. I even went shopping yesterday with Yayun. Haha. A very fulfilling trip. Here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Yayun for a  shopping trip yesterday at Bugis. Well, it was supposed to be a Jessica, Wan Ping, Yayun and I affair, but Wan Ping n Jess still had exams (like as if i don't. Haha.) so it's just me and her. Anyway, met at Bugis at 1230 and had lunch together. Pasta Mania. I'm really not a pasta lover and so we wasted quite a lot of food. Haha. We wanted to go Bugis Street, but just as we finish eating, it started to pour! So, we just walked around and wait for the rain to stop. But it wasn't long before we headed out to Bugis Street and I started my buying spree. For those who know me well enough. Asking me spend $50 in a shopping trip solely buy clothes is technically impossible, as I'm very stingy in this area. Haha. I still remember that I used to think very long on whether to buy a shirt or not. Haha. Now, I just buy. Bought 5 shirts and 3 underwear and a bracelet! My gosh, imagine me with a bracelet! Haha. Even Yayun admitted that if I didn't buy it with her and wore it to meet her, she would think its very funny. Haha. Not used to me being more feminine. 5 shirts! Haha. I think even Yayun also quite surprised that I just spend like that. Haha. During the spree, we still went to eat tea, and I had cheesecake and a huge glass of iced peach tea. Haha. The repercussions? Student meal at KFC to reduce cost. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. I think I should be off studying already. Looking forward to Friday when I finish my last paper, and have Sizzler dinner with Shux at Suntec, then probably go to Toon's birthday party on Saturday. Then go to KBox with Ngian, Asih, maybe Izzati on Monday or Tuesday. In simpler terms, I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE EXAMS TO BE OVER!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-116472734958993507?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/116472734958993507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=116472734958993507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116472734958993507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116472734958993507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2006/11/shopping.html' title='Shopping!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-116257156098405656</id><published>2006-11-04T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:32:41.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Canon Rock&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/2xjJXT0C0X4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/2xjJXT0C0X4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't know how many of you guys have watched this, but I think it's real cool! Look at his fingers! Thanks to me for going for my management lecture! Haha. The lecturer showed us this! Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-116257156098405656?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/116257156098405656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=116257156098405656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116257156098405656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116257156098405656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2006/11/canon-rock-i-dont-know-how-many-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-116249087564357295</id><published>2006-11-03T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T02:12:45.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Craving!</title><content type='html'>I finally went down to the study room to study! Although I would have to admit, I didn't really do much, but at least I did a bit! If I stayed in the room, I'll probably have slept the day away. So after about 2 and 1/2 hours in the study room, I managed to finish my Japanese tutorial, revised my Kanji, attempted my management tutorial and read through half a chapter of management. It isn't a lot, but it's a good start at least. Exams are around the corner! I need to buck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the sinful part, after the short studying stint in the study room, I went out to have dinner with Ngian and Asih. Too bad the rest couldn't make it. Never mind, there will be other chances. I reached Orchard and started shopping on my own, cause Ngian was highlighting her hair! Haha, so I did my own shopping first then went over to Shinji to find them. The highlighting took longer then expected I guess, considering that I had to travel from NTU to Orchard, and then went shopping on my own and when I reached Shinji, I still had to wait quite a while for her hair to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at Ichiban Boshi. I ate their Cheese Katsu Set (cause it comes with salmon sashimi!). The portion is big! At least for me lah and it only costs $13.80, after GST and all it was $15.94. Still quite reasonable for Japanese food I feel. My set consisted of Miso soup, Chawamushi, Rice, Chicken cutlet, salmon sashimi, cold tofu, and oranges. I was bloated by the end of the meal. Geez, fat again. By the time we finished our food, it was already 9+. So late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly had this craving to watch movies. For all those who knows me well, they will know that I'm not a movie person. I don't watch movies! But I think I can guess where I got this craving from. Cause my Julian Cheung has a new movie, Operation Undercover, and I didn't know till recently lah! The movie sounded quite nice too, so I felt like watching. I wouldn't mind watching The Grudge 2 too! Of course for Edison Chen. Haha. Come on, I don't like movies, and I dislike horror movies the most! But for Edison Chen, I will. Haha. I also wouldn't mind watching Death Note. Heard quite a lot about it. Curiosity I guess. But as we finished dinner too late, I didn't manage to satisfy my craving, or else I won't have any transport back to hall. Bleahz. At Cine, I was looking at the trailers and with Asih's constant," This is nice!" comments, I finally took notice of this movie called The Covenant. Maybe I'll watch that someday. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 shirts for 10bucks each. Just felt like spending I guess. Haha. And something horrible happened today! My tooth chipped! The tooth that is undergo-ing the root canal treatment. I didn't expect the tooth to be so weak! I was eating ice cream cone when I felt it chip off. Yes! Cone! Gosh, it's not like I ate chicken rice and accidentally bit on the bones or something. Bahz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-116249087564357295?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/116249087564357295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=116249087564357295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116249087564357295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116249087564357295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2006/11/movie-craving.html' title='Movie Craving!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-116240014822725720</id><published>2006-11-02T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T00:55:48.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hall = Lonely</title><content type='html'>I know I promised that this blog would be happier, but hey, there will be periods of lows right? Anyway, I can forsee that this will be the last post that is not so happy in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To grossy XH, thanks for dedicating half of your blog entry to me! So touched! So here's one to you. Hope things are fine between the two of you. I don't dare to ask you straight in the face, cause it's kind of awkward. Haha. Anything, just come over ok? My broom is waiting for you to kop also. Haha. Really enjoyed the dinner tonight with you and grossy bingz. It's been a long while since the Yao Gui Family and the Gian Peng Family met up. After ML's A-levels, we must go out ok? Very long never see her, I kind of miss her and our stupid antics. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the main topic. Hall = Lonely. Never been more true. I guess it's something within me to want to be noticed so when I don't get the attention that I want, I start to feel inferior and start scrutinising myself. I hate it when I do that to myself. But I can't help it. I'm very quiet and shy in front of people I don't know. All my friends and family know that. Come on, people's first impression of me is always that I'm a very quiet girl. But when they get to know me, they will realise how wrong they were. I don't want to start comparing myself to others cause it'll bring me no where. But thinking about it, it's already what? 3 months since school started? And the number of people I know, as in I talk to, can be counted on 1 hand, excluding Karen. Yes! 1 hand!!! Hai, maybe I should learn to seek comfort in the shadows. Forget the sun, forget the lights, maybe darkness is what suits me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-116240014822725720?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/116240014822725720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=116240014822725720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116240014822725720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116240014822725720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2006/11/hall-lonely_02.html' title='Hall = Lonely'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-116196977453685513</id><published>2006-10-28T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T01:22:54.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consolidation of thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Warning...the following post might be filled with not so positive thoughts, so if you don't want to nag at me, then better not read.Haha. But note, I'm not going back to the depressed mode. I just did some reflection during the week when I was alone in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought 1:&lt;br /&gt;Hope you don't mind me naming you, so if you mind just tell me ok? I'll probably remove this part then. Haiz, just found out this week that my beloved friend, Yayun, has just broken up with her boyfriend of 5 years. Went over to her hall on wednesday to accompany her. Can tell that she's really very sad, but she's trying to be strong. I really wanted to tell her that she can cry, if she don't want me to see, I can turn away. But I didn't. Instead, I chose to do stupid things to make her laugh. Quite sad that me, yunz and pingz met up on such a sad note. I'm a person not good with words, so I don't really know what to say to make her feel better. I don't have any experience anyway, so I don't think I can provide her with any useful advice too. Hope she's feeling better and hope I was of help that night. (I still want my hug!) Yunz, give it time to cool down, things will get better! Jiayouz! Just to let you know that no matter how late it is, I'm always available if you need someone to talk to! I'll try to go over and pei ni if you need me over. No physical hug, so lets give you a virtual one. *HUGS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall is a lonely place. To me, hall is a social ground, so I feel like a loser as I don't really interact with a lot of people. Come on man, I'm cooped up in my room all the time! And I can't even find people to have my meals with! I'm deprived. Think I made a wrong choice by joining Prometheus. I might not be staying next year, so why did I join it?!?! The intensive period will be the period in year 2! And I most probably won't have a room! Haiz, never thought about it. So dumb. And truthfully, I'm not all that excited about Prometheus anyway. Screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought 3:&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming, but I'm still slacking. I'll flunk my accounting cause I don't know a single thing! Then you'll be asking, "So, why don't you start studying now?" I only have one answer. The lazy bug has hit me so hard that I'm sleeping a lot and slacking a lot too. Its not a reason, so I'm trying to motivate myself now! Jiayou Fiona, you can do it! MUG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought 4:&lt;br /&gt;This one hit me quite hard. I think I've just lost a very very precious friendship. I don't mean like totally lost like we don't talk to each other anymore, but more like, we don't talk much now. Considering that we used to talk 24-7, it has really hit me quite hard. The reason for the drift? Yes, its stupid me again. Haiz. I was being very emotional at one point, and kind of threw my temper on her, and we stopped talking for a while. Well, we talked about it after that, but things never got back to the way it was like other times when we had quarrels. I kind of regret, cause I threw my temper on something very stupid and very small. So, I think its my fault. We don't talk much now. Occasionally we'll talk about her problem and again, I can't give much advice cause I have no experience! I really missed the times when we would call each other everyday and talk crap. Seriously, I feel very "jealous" that she talks to my roomie more then she talks to me. She told her cravings to eat sushi or Fish n Co to my roomie, but never mentioned anything to me. So now, my roomie becomes our medium. Why did it turn out like that? I remember the times when we would talk to each other on the phone and then start talking crap and even talk about our cravings. Go shopping with her although she's always the one buying and I'm the one following. All these are all gone now. What's left is just this awkward space when we meet or talk. And I know most of my other friends would ask me how is she since they don't see us much. I'm expected to know. Cause we were super close in the past. I'll really get stunned and not know how to answer, so it'll just be a simple line of "Okay lor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remembered trying to tell myself before entering Uni that we'll drift cause we'll be studying different courses and we won't be in the same hall, not even close. Though I already anticipated emptiness when this happened, but I never expected it to be because of a stupid thing that I did and I still can't accept this feeling. It's so real now, I thought I could handle it. But I can't. She's the only person I'm willing to bare my feelings to, but she's gone now. I mean, she'll still listen to me if I call her. But the feeling is different now. We both have to admit it. Maybe to her, I've changed, or I'm not putting effort to patch back this relationship. But I too, can feel the change in her. She has found someone new. And I'm still all alone. Thinking about it, she has moved on, but I'm still stepping on the same spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting emo now. After typing all these, but worry not, I'll not brood over it. Just needed to pen down these thoughts after some reflection. I'll try to move on, motivate myself and be strong! Life is hard, dakara, HAPPY! Ganbatte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-116196977453685513?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/116196977453685513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=116196977453685513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116196977453685513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116196977453685513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2006/10/consolidation-of-thoughts.html' title='Consolidation of thoughts...'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-116170777284840119</id><published>2006-10-25T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:36:12.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Ngian!</title><content type='html'>This post here is dedicated to my very very good friend, Ngian Xin!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one and only hormone spreading buddy! The first real friend I made in TJChoir. I'll always remember the times where we worked hand in hand and terrorised Asih (Asih-terrorism) with all our chinese songs and prep talk about how nice the chinese language is, and why Asih should learn chinese. Haha. Those were the days. Our friendship has its fair share of ups and downs and I'm glad that we managed to pull through the tough times together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my favourite buddy to go KBox with. Lets get high with Chen Yi Yi's Shou Ji and our favourite cannon, Shino LIn Xiao Pei's Xin Dong! Of course, all the F.I.R songs which we'll start jumping and screaming at the top of our lungs. Let me continue to be mesmerised by your singing and keep psycho-ing you to join Project Superstar so I can form a fan club for you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can see that you've found another hormone spreading buddy, so please please remain happy and xin fu ok?! Maybe it is my turn to look for my other hormone spreading buddy already since you already have yours. Haha. Happy Birthday once again and may you be showered with all the love and care you can get from all your loved ones! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-116170777284840119?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/116170777284840119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=116170777284840119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116170777284840119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116170777284840119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-ngian.html' title='Happy Birthday, Ngian!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-116161362153206595</id><published>2006-10-23T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T14:28:52.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointing meet-up..NUS clique, NTU freak..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my long awaited KTV session! Haven't been to KTV for a very long time. So I was actually looking forward to it. Not only that, I'll be able to meet friends I haven't seen in a long while like ah liu, asih, the guys etc. But sadly, I kinda regretted going. Well, I shouldn't lah, cause they were going to celebrate my gd gd fren, Ngian, birthday. Let me tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first reached there, I could already feel this very strong vibe of being left out. The girls present were only ah liu, asih and lim hui. I felt that they huddled together, and didn't seem very excited to see me (as in I thought they'll be more chummy with me cause I haven't seen them for a long while and I guess they probably see each other quite often). Leaving that there, I couldn't click into their conversation or anything. Things I say were either left unanswered or a one liner reply. So I sing lor. I mean, I'm a super KTV lover. I would love to sing till my jaws becomes sore, but when I sang, I felt weird!! Gosh! Never felt like that during my other KTV sessions! I totally did not enjoy! Even the F.I.R songs that would usually make me, ngian and jas go crazy was like super low and like no one enjoyed it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally ngian arrived! It was supposed to be a surprise lah, so her being late was understandable. Quite funny cause we had to dian the Happy Birthday song when she came. Things started to get better when ngian came. Cause she can sing with me and get high with me. But I also knew that though I would love to sing Shan Hu Hai with her (cause I know Jay's part), I should let her bf sing with her, which I did. Let them tian mi tian mi. Haha. But I can tell the other people, the other girls and Kenneth and Timo were getting restless, cause they started talking super loudly and didn't want to sing. Frankly speaking, I was kinda irritated by that. I mean, come on, respect the person singing lah! Of course I don't expect total silence but you guys were talking throughout lah! At some points, they were even louder than the music. Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was not much better. Asih left, so it's just ah liu, lim hui, kenneth, timo, ngian, ngian's bf and me. And as usual and as expected, I'm the freaking odd one out again! I remember trying to talk when they were talking about meeting for lunch or about school, and all I got as a reply was, a blank look and " Chey, you NTU one." Hey! Is it my fault that I'm in NTU? Or just that you don't want to have a friend from NTU? I didn't want to eat during during dinner, cause I believe I couldn't finish one by myself or at least if I ate one to myself, I won't be able to try the other food (by the way, we went to The Village, the old Marche). So I decided not to eat anything, even though I totally ate nothing for the whole day (unless you count that one piece of cake and few pieces of titbits). I feel bad cause ngian said she wanted to treat, so I might as well not order. I'll feel bad. But I guess ngian could feel that I was left out or at least she knew I was not right, so she offered to share with me something else after sharing with her bf something. Thanks ngain! Appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was glad when the day came to an end. No offense to anyone, but I was really relieved. I know that ngian enjoyed herself, which is good! I'm happy for her. The happiest thing of the day was probably when I bought my Kim Jeong Hoon CD and the Goong behind the scenes DVD. All I can say, it's the company that matters. Haiz, I'm very disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had to rush back to hall for the FOC main com meeting. Hopefully FOC 07 will be a fun camp, cause I think that this year's committe is made up of great people (no, no, I'm not referring to myself). Now, I'm waiting to see the Prometheus main com people. Lights, Camera, Action!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-116161362153206595?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/116161362153206595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=116161362153206595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116161362153206595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116161362153206595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2006/10/disappointing-meet-upnus-clique-ntu.html' title='Disappointing meet-up..NUS clique, NTU freak..'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-116160838604945001</id><published>2006-10-23T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T14:21:40.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e4 gathering's Photos!</title><content type='html'>As promised! The photos that I "kop-ed" with permission. Credits to PS, Sam and Shuyi for the pics! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.yam.com/idiotgurl/f49d9e16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.yam.com/idiotgurl/f49d9e16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2167/624/320/collage1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.yam.com/idiotgurl/74b4b33f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.yam.com/idiotgurl/74b4b33f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2167/624/200/collage4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2167/624/200/jump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2167/624/200/collage4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2167/624/200/jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2167/624/200/b.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.yam.com/idiotgurl/de1336fc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.yam.com/idiotgurl/36d00550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.yam.com/idiotgurl/36d00550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2167/624/320/d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.yam.com/idiotgurl/82362dc6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.yam.com/idiotgurl/82362dc6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/557/1600/Photo-0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.yam.com/idiotgurl/1f262263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.yam.com/idiotgurl/1f262263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36447091-116160838604945001?l=tkhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/116160838604945001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36447091&amp;postID=116160838604945001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116160838604945001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36447091/posts/default/116160838604945001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhaven.blogspot.com/2006/10/e4-gatherings-photos.html' title='e4 gathering&apos;s Photos!'/><author><name>TK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15819256433636753498</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-36447091.post-116154302145994415</id><published>2006-10-23T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T14:29:23.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e4 gathering!</title><content type='html'>The lazy bug in me has struck again! Haha. That's why only now am I blogging about Saturday! But anyway, it is one of the greatest Saturdays in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off with me rushing out to meet PS to take the cake from her and keep it in the fridge. One, so that it won't melt. But more importantly, it was supposed to be a surprise! Haha. After keeping the cake, I drove back out to YCK MRT station to meet e4. Boy, wasn't I glad when Shuyi msg-ed me and told me she was going to be late. Cause I would be too! Haha! After picking them up, I proceeded to send them to Sheng Siong for some grocery shopping! We were going to cook our own dinner! Yippee! Grocery shopping is really quite fun, especially at the thought of cooking together with friends and then chilling out together. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the grocery shopping, we went back and start to prepare and cook the food. And my gosh, did we prepare a lot of food. Let me name them. We had spaghetti and tomato sause with mushroom and meatballs and sunny-side up eggs, potato and egg salad, nuggets, sweet corn, otah, potato chips and of course, drinks! It might not sound like a lot, but it really is, considering only 4 girls eating and the quantity of food. Haha. As for the photos, I might post it another day as I want to steal from the other e4 members! Haha. They did a great job putting the photos together, so I just as them to allow me to post up their pics here too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the dinner, we were watching TV. And guess what we were watching? Shao Nian Te Gong Dui! More affectionately known as SNTGD. Considering that e4 got together because we all loved 5566 and now, none of us are into them anymore, it's quite hilarious that we will sit down together and watch SNTGD. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we were so full so we practically rotted on the couch. Haha. So out came our favourite activity! KTV!! Haha. Yes, we started singing in my house. But I do that all the time, so it's normal! Haha! We had a fun time singing cause of erm, The Tears Of Ash Miss (e4 would know what I mean! Hehe!). But the singing soon stopped when my mum returned home. They were too paiseh to sing anymore. Haha. In a way, that was good, cause we had another round of laughter when we went downstairs to take a walk around the estate. Took many silly photos, and I was laughing so hard that I almost rolled around on the floor! Haha! I should try to get the photos up man. It puts a smile on my face everytime I see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back up and I felt that it was time for the cake to appear! Haha. I tried so hard to make Sam and Shuyi stay out in the living room or my bedroom, but they keep wanting to tag into the kitchen with me and PS. So the surprise was kinda like a failure. But anyway, we celebrated a belated birthday for Sam and a birthday for Shuyi way in advance. There was the wishing/blowing/cutting cake ceremony and the present-giving ceremony. Quite hilarious. Bought chocolates for them. Hope they like the flavours I chose cause I never ate them before. *cross my fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sorts of wrapped up the whole day. Glad to have read that they all enjoyed themselves like I did and so much so, the next gathering is my house again for jacuzzi! Haha. Hope to see e4 real soon again. 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