<?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-5151780</id><updated>2012-01-10T02:00:52.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Memories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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>804</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-3109792712103987961</id><published>2011-08-17T16:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T02:00:52.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Contemplating to close down this space as I've lost the brains for writing. Lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3109792712103987961?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3109792712103987961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3109792712103987961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3109792712103987961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3109792712103987961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2011/08/contemplating-to-close-down-this-space.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-7382325080778105819</id><published>2010-12-31T00:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T00:57:54.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another routine last post of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year had been one helluva emotional roller coaster ride. I've been through both the best and worst times of my life, but for most part of this year, I've been in a constant state of depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'd been an emotional girl all along, and gets affected easily by alot of external factors. But this year, ever since the life-changing decision, I'd allowed myself to sink deeper and deeper into the abyss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many weeks and months, I'd been trying to put up a strong front, to show the world that everything is fine, but deep down, I knew I needed help. I'd never felt this way ever. Never. This sadness is so overwhelming that I have no idea I'm on the brink of clinical depression until one fine day when I opened my room window wide (I'm living on the 15th floor btw), and looked down over the edge of the window sill, thinking how it would feel like to soar through the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could have been easier if there is someone or something I could blame on. But perhaps, I've overlooked this guilt in me for too long that it's slowing taking its toil on me. And the fact that I've allowed someone else to step in so soon, thinking that I've totally gotten over everything. It ended up hurting both of us, and this pain is more real than what I've ever felt before. Maybe it's just like salt rubbing on an open wound.... It's too painful I really felt like just giving up my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this post, I finally realized I should just let go of the guilt that has been eating me up from inside. Decisions doesn't belong to me alone. I should stop blaming myself for everything that has happened, and look forward to what is in front of me. I hope with this realization, I could let myself go and be a much happier person, to myself and to the people around me. I have to find back the happy Alicia that everyone loves....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also hope I do not have to resort to professional help (i.e. by dialing the number of IMH).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also have to learn how to be in a normal relationship... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yup.. There goes my 2011 new year resolutions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, my friends. And I mean REAL HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I want a Polaroid instant camera!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7382325080778105819?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7382325080778105819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7382325080778105819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7382325080778105819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7382325080778105819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-routine-last-post-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-9081568272452855863</id><published>2010-12-18T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T22:17:52.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life has been nothing but a rough roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I now miss the good old peaceful days, which in the past, I found it too boring for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once had everything a girl ever wanted, but I let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's bad karma, I'm now suffering the consequences of my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should put an end to all these absurdly redundant misery, but sometimes, knowing is never enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still need the extra dose of courage to top it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so many years, these feelings have grown so strange to me that I no longer know how to deal with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts bad. So bad I just wanna will myself to fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I'm at the crossroad, and not knowing which direction to take.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-9081568272452855863?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/9081568272452855863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=9081568272452855863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9081568272452855863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9081568272452855863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-life-has-been-nothing-but-rough.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-7113338646118124564</id><published>2010-10-31T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:33:49.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I grew up in an environment where there is no love and no family warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in an environment where I'm always deemed as the unwanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in an environment where I'm always owing a debt to the one who chose to give birth to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does she always have to think that giving birth to us is like a super big thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the one who CHOSE to give birth to me. I did not put a knife at her throat forcing her to give birth to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now she blames me for everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blames me for even being existing in this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From young, I've always wondered why am I even here when I'm so unwanted. Even till now, she still gave me that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just an unwanted bastard child that came from her own lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7113338646118124564?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7113338646118124564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7113338646118124564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7113338646118124564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7113338646118124564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-grew-up-in-environment-where-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-1915519254701388395</id><published>2010-10-20T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T00:39:46.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you forcefully tear away the love from your heart,&lt;br /&gt;You will find yourself breaking into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Life will be meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;All you will be left with is an empty shell,&lt;br /&gt;And hanging on the brink of your sanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1915519254701388395?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1915519254701388395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1915519254701388395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1915519254701388395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1915519254701388395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-you-forcefully-tear-away-love-from.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-4562716990237293327</id><published>2010-09-30T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T00:20:42.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>今天经过了位于 Capitol Building 的一家叫 Blue Bay 的婚纱店。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我，停下了脚步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;通常，就算经过在漂亮的婚纱，我根本就不会看第二眼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但今天， 我却对橱窗里一件别致的婚纱一见钟情了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是一件设计简单高雅的白色婚纱。腰围上系了一缕浅蓝色的大蝴蝶结。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我站在那看了好久，真的很喜欢很喜欢那件婚纱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，越看，心里头就越难过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许，这辈子也没机会穿上它了吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没人娶我，哪有机会穿婚纱呢？ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的生日礼物，可以是那件婚纱吗？还是应该要个肯娶我的男人？ =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4562716990237293327?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4562716990237293327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4562716990237293327&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4562716990237293327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4562716990237293327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/09/capitol-building-blue-bay-p.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-9064431784929253353</id><published>2010-09-20T01:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T01:24:16.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've totally no idea what to do for my birthday this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought about plenty of things, like holding an extravagant party at some atas location, going overseas (like again?!) or just hide at home and sleep it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this crazy idea suddenly came to me when I walked pass Fullerton Bay Hotel today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably just spend a night at some nice hotel locally! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe to have a nice chill out with a few of my closest friends at some rooftop bar after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the HIGH life. LOLs. Been so long since I've been soooo extravagant on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've just booked a Horizon Premier room at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align = center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/TJZGBCSZA7I/AAAAAAAAAY0/T7Cjyk5eTG0/s1600/29047_129536023741687_129522627076360_235582_5097193_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/TJZGBCSZA7I/AAAAAAAAAY0/T7Cjyk5eTG0/s400/29047_129536023741687_129522627076360_235582_5097193_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518675376996942770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina Bay Sands!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the Skypark and the infinity pool~ This is shiok-ness! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when my next headache comes... Should I make it a public party or a cozy private affair in the room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ideas, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-9064431784929253353?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/9064431784929253353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=9064431784929253353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9064431784929253353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9064431784929253353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/09/ive-totally-no-idea-what-to-do-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/TJZGBCSZA7I/AAAAAAAAAY0/T7Cjyk5eTG0/s72-c/29047_129536023741687_129522627076360_235582_5097193_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-2452187351529917795</id><published>2010-09-06T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T17:08:05.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I wish things could be simpler, could be like before, when everything was perfect, when I was the happiest and luckiest girl in the world with everything she could ever asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if only things didn't happen, we could really be like before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything's changed now, I know, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a choice... There never was a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will still wind up this way. 'Coz this is fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing we can do to change fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anymore tears in my eyes... I don't want the wound in my heart to heal only to be tore open again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-2452187351529917795?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/2452187351529917795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=2452187351529917795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2452187351529917795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2452187351529917795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/09/sometimes-i-wish-things-could-be.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-8383284771927928441</id><published>2010-08-18T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:26:23.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/TGvQ4zvnLAI/AAAAAAAAAYk/agO28rjXjbI/s1600/redang_island_malaysia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/TGvQ4zvnLAI/AAAAAAAAAYk/agO28rjXjbI/s400/redang_island_malaysia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506724643771722754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To somewhere no one can find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is just me, the blue sky, the white sand and the sparkling sea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-8383284771927928441?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/8383284771927928441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=8383284771927928441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8383284771927928441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8383284771927928441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wanna-get-away.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/TGvQ4zvnLAI/AAAAAAAAAYk/agO28rjXjbI/s72-c/redang_island_malaysia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-8026060886221370578</id><published>2010-08-09T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:57:08.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To accept love, you must forget hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you ever forget the pain that have once been inflicted on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish there is some way that I can forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Coz for all I know, I've never really loved anyone but myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-8026060886221370578?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/8026060886221370578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=8026060886221370578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8026060886221370578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8026060886221370578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-accept-love-you-must-forget-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-8714905033782249890</id><published>2010-08-03T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:35:18.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really revolting to see how some guys think so highly of themselves to the extent that they think I would reserve all my time for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's so bloody hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's more funny is that you can tell me we should spend some time to ourselves to do our own stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE HELLO??? SINCE WHEN I DEMANDED FOR YOUR TIME OR EVEN ASKED FOR YOUR COMPANION????!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being nice to make you the priority among my other friends. But that doesn't mean I AM RESERVING ALL MY PRECIOUS TIME FOR YOU OR THAT I AM EXPECTING YOU TO ACCOMPANY ME OR WHATSOEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can jolly well spend all my time to myself or to spend it with people who are earnestly waiting for my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to someone who thinks that I like to stick to him very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE. URGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never needed anyone in my entire life, and not about to start now. You can just have all your time to yourself and no one's gonna stop you. Thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-8714905033782249890?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/8714905033782249890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=8714905033782249890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8714905033782249890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8714905033782249890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-really-revolting-to-see-how-some.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-4237472117174272410</id><published>2010-07-14T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T23:22:36.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it when I find myself thinking of things I do not wish to think, missing people who I do not wish to miss, and pinning for the one who is not pinning for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really just put everything outta my mind and concentrate on the upcoming performing crew 验收.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I can do it. I will impress. I will overcome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, I've been through much more than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia, 加油喔！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4237472117174272410?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4237472117174272410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4237472117174272410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4237472117174272410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4237472117174272410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hate-it-when-i-find-myself-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-5922101998182488126</id><published>2010-07-05T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:44:46.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I know&lt;br /&gt;We can't carry on like that.&lt;br /&gt;But I just don't know how to put a stop to everything.&lt;br /&gt;It's too surreal. You are too good to be true. And I'm so overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;I know I couldn't ask for more&lt;br /&gt;Though I just need a sign&lt;br /&gt;To tell me all these will never fade away.&lt;br /&gt;And to hear the words I wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;Are the words you're never gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;How long more can I hold on&lt;br /&gt;When I need someone to give me a hug&lt;br /&gt;And to give me a shoulder to lean on&lt;br /&gt;And tell me everything's gonna be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-5922101998182488126?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/5922101998182488126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=5922101998182488126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5922101998182488126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5922101998182488126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-i-know-we-cant-carry-on-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-1604240136516578849</id><published>2010-06-20T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:27:31.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/TBzuszrd55I/AAAAAAAAAYU/gBDJVxXIRnU/s1600/IMG00193-20100611-2039_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/TBzuszrd55I/AAAAAAAAAYU/gBDJVxXIRnU/s400/IMG00193-20100611-2039_edited.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484520899784599442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to blog about anything in my life, 'coz apart from the fact that my life's back to normal after MSU, there's nothing exciting, well, except for the bunch of interesting and lovely friends I have, the chill-outs, the suppers, the clubbings, the night drives etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Saturday is my company's Dinner and Dance!!! The theme is movie character. Hmmm... Maybe I should dress up like Marie, the Aristocat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/TBzv33VuXhI/AAAAAAAAAYc/AQcquJep-8Y/s1600/DSC_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/TBzv33VuXhI/AAAAAAAAAYc/AQcquJep-8Y/s400/DSC_0474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484522189257334290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1604240136516578849?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1604240136516578849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1604240136516578849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1604240136516578849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1604240136516578849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/06/boo-im-too-lazy-to-blog-about-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/TBzuszrd55I/AAAAAAAAAYU/gBDJVxXIRnU/s72-c/IMG00193-20100611-2039_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-7122713343516450847</id><published>2010-06-07T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T03:22:37.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really had enough of her relentless naggings about me going out late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm effing 26, going 27. I don't see why I can't hang out late into the night or even until morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I'm a girl? As long as I'm capable of taking care of myself, I don't see why not???? Not like I will get kidnapped or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why does she always have to tell me that all my peers have gotten married and I've not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S NOT UP TO ME WHETHER I WANNA GET MARRIED OR NOT. MUST ALSO HAVE SOMEONE WILLING TO MARRY ME RIGHT???!?!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why does she always have to assume I'm OUT DATING OTHER GUYS when I hang out late?!??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's freaking driving me NUTS AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to move to hotel again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7122713343516450847?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7122713343516450847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7122713343516450847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7122713343516450847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7122713343516450847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-really-had-enough-of-her-relentless.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-6571099791537521549</id><published>2010-06-06T05:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T05:45:06.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The feeling of knowing that someone is leaving you is really dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like that time when he came back from Switzerland only to tell me that he is going away again, for an even longer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days counting down to his departure was really hard to live through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the days without him are even harder to live through, although I'm slowly getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really hate myself for being so emotionally attached to someone so easily. I wish I could be more 潇洒, to just let things go more easily and to take things more easily. I don't want to keep having to repeat the pain again and again, though I know in life, it's inevitable. Nothing last forever.... Especially not good times. But.. Just lemme live longer in my dream, please... It's what keeps me going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you have been terribly missed...... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-6571099791537521549?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/6571099791537521549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=6571099791537521549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6571099791537521549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6571099791537521549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/06/feeling-of-knowing-that-someone-is.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-8264247356929748034</id><published>2010-05-31T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T01:20:22.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was just talking about Taiwan with a friend.... and it suddenly makes me miss Taipei soooo much. I wanna go back during summer!!! But I can't take my leaves anytime so soon. =( Sighhhh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpppp... I need a break outta SG!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-8264247356929748034?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/8264247356929748034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=8264247356929748034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8264247356929748034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8264247356929748034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/05/was-just-talking-about-taiwan-with.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-7461317400123202743</id><published>2010-05-29T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T04:15:55.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week is finally over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been sooooo torturing for the entire few months due to the preparation for MSU. I can't blog publicly about things I wanna say, about complaints, and scolding all the bad words and being my usual self!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's FINALLY over...... I CAN FINALLY BE MYSELF AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOOO. To hell with grace and poise. HAHAHAHA.. I am ME, ALICIA TAY, the like to act cute, crazy, random SIAO SIAO girl! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's been a tiring week for me.... But overall, it was a nice experience and I get to know lotsa great people!! I will blog more about my experience soon when the mood is more settled for everyone. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much loves to all those people behind the stage who made this pageant a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And congrats to our new queen, Tania Lim!!! =)))) Finally I see some hope in Singapore winning Miss Universe this year! LOLs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7461317400123202743?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7461317400123202743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7461317400123202743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7461317400123202743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7461317400123202743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-week-is-finally-over-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-506759726663325833</id><published>2010-05-23T02:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T02:39:36.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alot of people have the misconception that swimming gives you muscles instead of giving you the body you'd always dream of. However, this is quite the contrary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd never liked running or other forms of exercise which makes me perspire. Or rather, I should say I've outgrown the age where I love to run in the sun (I used to love running, basketball and love to be out in the sun and to perspire!). That's why I'm only left with swimming which I depend on mainly to keep my weight in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done some research over the Internet and here are some of the benefits of swimming and why swimming is more effective and less damaging than other forms of vigourous exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Water makes movement harder, as it adds resistance to movement. When you swim, it is estimated that it takes twice as much strength to move in when compared to moving through air. In addition, when you swim you will encounter resistance no matter which way your arms or legs are moving, be it up, down, or sideways.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The resistance encountered as you swim is not as strenuous on your ligaments and joints. Swimming is a low-impact exercise that still requires you to exert significant amounts of energy and force to move. Running, on the other hand, is a very high-impact exercise that can create and cause problems to occur both in the short run and the long run. Running a marathon is actually the worse thing that one could have done to their body, and the doctors and physical therapists will all agree and suggest strongly that they do not run any more but to take up swimming instead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming burns calories at a rate of 3 calories a mile per pound of bodyweight. This happens in both a regular pool and a lap pool. Remember, you will not get the same amount of calories burn with swimming as you would biking or running, but you will still get other great benefits, again with little or no negative impact on your body.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular swimming will increase your muscle strength and endurance. Swimming will not give you a body-builder body, it will give you a swimmer's body. In other words, swimming will give you a toned, healthy body.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming builds strength against disease and strengthens your heart. When you swim (be it in a lap pool or regular pool) you will be building your heart muscles, which help you pump blood through your body more effectively, increasing your blood circulation and overall health.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming can be used as a form of meditation. Many people find it very relaxing to swim. Letting your mind relax and wander, focusing only on the rhythmic beat of your stroke can be a very powerful and healthy way that people meditate. It will take time and training, but can be accomplished much more in swimming than other recreational activities since your body temperature does not rise as much in swimming as it does in other activities, since swimming by nature is a cool, relaxing activity that promotes proper breathing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-506759726663325833?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/506759726663325833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=506759726663325833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/506759726663325833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/506759726663325833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/05/alot-of-people-have-misconception-that.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-1982312472686488412</id><published>2010-05-10T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:24:08.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S-bhWzrHQuI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XvUkS2Rf3sI/s1600/msu+ticketing+ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S-bhWzrHQuI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XvUkS2Rf3sI/s400/msu+ticketing+ad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469306579432456930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know if you are interested to come support me and the other pretty girls! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1982312472686488412?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1982312472686488412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1982312472686488412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1982312472686488412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1982312472686488412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/05/please-let-me-know-if-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S-bhWzrHQuI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XvUkS2Rf3sI/s72-c/msu+ticketing+ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-3570597611744568926</id><published>2010-05-08T03:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T03:35:17.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, if your hard work does not get recognised, you will just lose all the motivation to work even harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not that I'm having a bad attitude. It's just that I feel I've reached my bottleneck where the harder I try, the more I get stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that happens, it's good to have a short hiatus once in a while to defrag my harddisk a bit. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it doesn't matter whether I'm there or not, since I'm not the main cast. LOLs. Small fry can MIA once in a while without being noticed! Bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a paying customer, I don't think I deserve to receive that kinda comments when I fail to turn up for class. I don't get my lessons for free, and that kinda gives me the right to choose if I wanna go or not. It's not like there's only 1 school in Singapore offering this kinda lessons. 跩什么嘛! LOLs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3570597611744568926?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3570597611744568926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3570597611744568926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3570597611744568926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3570597611744568926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-if-your-hard-work-does-not.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-1523244816872337468</id><published>2010-05-05T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:21:07.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mood's been on a roller coaster ride recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not for D, I would have gone crazy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying whenever I miss him, and getting on my hissy fits when little things went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost felt like I'm slipping into depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I honestly hope the calm mood lasts longer. It's really tiring to be upset with the heart aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really tough to be separated for a few thousand miles away from someone you see almost everyday for the past 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone not just for weeks. But for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really have to experience it to know the pain of missing someone so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Thank you... for being there..... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1523244816872337468?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1523244816872337468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1523244816872337468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1523244816872337468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1523244816872337468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-moods-been-on-roller-coaster-ride.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-1871503801223253348</id><published>2010-04-23T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:43:33.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My room is the one place that makes me miss him so muchhhh till my tears keep flowing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's the place I would have to go home to everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means I will cry everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will this ever end????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1871503801223253348?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1871503801223253348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1871503801223253348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1871503801223253348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1871503801223253348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-room-is-one-place-that-makes-me-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-1309383796290183929</id><published>2010-04-19T11:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:55:28.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking at all the natural phenomenons that are happening around the world right now, it's really kinda stupid to see on the news headlines about the unrest in Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of fighting so much when a simple earthquake or flood will just wipe out the entire city? Why can't the Thais just live in peace with one another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never understood humans' greed for power and money. Why do you need so much power when all it gives you is stress and more fightings? The more you fight, the more your people will suffer. So is that all worth it just for the sake of your power? Don't they feel anything when thousands of lives are killed in the midst of the crossfire? Don't they feel anything seeing the quakes in China killing everyone in their path? Don't they feel anything by what the forces of nature can do that we humans can't stop it? Why are they contributing to the misery when what they are doing is all man-willed and can be stopped by just giving the command to stop????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel sad for this who are blinded by power.... 'Coz they will never feel happiness ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1309383796290183929?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1309383796290183929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1309383796290183929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1309383796290183929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1309383796290183929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/04/looking-at-all-natural-phenomenons-that.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-4531153463113025532</id><published>2010-04-15T11:08:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:23:07.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The emo bug is killing meeeeee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bad day to start off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I can't find anything to wear to work. Why are all the working shirts sold in SG so effing shortttttt? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, my bangs are like neither here not there. I can't trim it 'coz I've to keep it long for MSU..... And I totally just don't know how to tame it. GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, the makeup artist totally screwed up my eyebrows. They over-trimmed it! And now both my brows look different. WTH. Somemore, I have never knew how to draw eyebrows, since I never had brow problems (Just fyi, I have naturally nicely-shaped eyebrows which never require any kind of drawing!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hadn't been feeling happy since the night we agreed to certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my decision but why am I feeling so emo about it?????????? This feeling is like losing the entire world, and life has no meaning for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know if my choice is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really can't stand him giving me the "indifferent" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really taxing to contain the sadness and the pain......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wish to face it. I just wish to continue pretending that everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, he just have to spoil it by making curt remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH. Can someone just kill me?????????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4531153463113025532?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4531153463113025532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4531153463113025532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4531153463113025532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4531153463113025532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/04/emo-bug-is-killing-meeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-1946020733107170055</id><published>2010-04-14T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:09:10.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know if my decision is correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer have the strength to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just let nature take its course and just go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;But why does my heart ache so much???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1946020733107170055?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1946020733107170055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1946020733107170055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1946020733107170055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1946020733107170055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-know-if-my-decision-is-correct.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-7638981393688789691</id><published>2010-04-12T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:09:34.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The photos from the MSU events are up on my Facebook, but are only restricted to friends access. Those who wish to view the photos, but are not on my FB friends list, just do a friend request with a short note stating who you are, and if I know you. Will  add you as soon as I see the request! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't add you.... Oh well, you know why. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to replace my missing face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Snowball aka Snowy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S8NE-Bknp-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/EjGaDwiSwGs/s1600/DSC05437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S8NE-Bknp-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/EjGaDwiSwGs/s400/DSC05437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459283005667780578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she is a SHE! She is only 2 months old, but she has grown like so fluffy and fat. LOLs. I'm not sure if I got her gender correct, but I THINK she is SHE. Hahaha~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love her eye-shadowed eyes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7638981393688789691?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7638981393688789691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7638981393688789691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7638981393688789691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7638981393688789691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/04/photos-from-msu-events-are-up-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S8NE-Bknp-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/EjGaDwiSwGs/s72-c/DSC05437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-3639644220173515104</id><published>2010-04-09T10:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T11:07:46.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow, I found myself trapped in the same situation as I did 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only difference is that, it's so much harder to make a decision now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 years, I was sure that this is all I'd ever wanted, and that it'll be final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything that I'd buried away, just had to be unveiled again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this is the final challenge from God, to guide me to the right path for my future..... Or is this a challenge to the other parties involved.... So that whatever was gained and built will be treasured forever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3639644220173515104?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3639644220173515104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3639644220173515104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3639644220173515104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3639644220173515104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/04/somehow-i-found-myself-trapped-in-same.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-4734746236794957920</id><published>2010-04-05T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:41:06.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Busy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's a long weekend, I still find that it's not enough! LoLs~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our first MSU public event on Saturday and Sunday @ Safra Mount Faber~ All the girls are so lovely~!!! Really enjoyed their company although it's kinda unnerving to be catwalking on the stage in front of so many cameras. o_O Srsly, I find that singing in public is no longer that scary anymore. LOLs! Oh well, it's a good training to build up my confidence and overcome my stage fright! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I find that performing with a band or 自弹自唱 is much less scarier than performing solo with MMO. When you are sitting behind the piano, all your concentration will be on the piano and the singing, you won't have time to bother about who's looking at you. Hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to produce a 自弹自唱 showcase in 1 month's time. *gasp* I need ideas on songs that have easy chords!! LOLS!!!! Poker Face in acoustic version maybe???? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4734746236794957920?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4734746236794957920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4734746236794957920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4734746236794957920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4734746236794957920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/04/busy-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-3142743869405940926</id><published>2010-04-01T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:54:07.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love animals, all kinds of animals, be it ducks, chicken, pigs, tigers, lions, anything that are warm blooded and furry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the more irony I find that I love eating them too (I mean pigs, chicken, ducks all these normal food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not compulsory that my every meal must consist of some kinda meat, but more of occassionally having cravings for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peking duck, chicken rice, roast pork rice, char siew... Like who can resist them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking to become a vegan, but it's just so inconvenient. Not only for myself, but also for people eating with me. It's not that I'm finding excuses for myself. People who knows me, know that I hardly take meat anyways. I love eating seafood though, and I'm guilty of that. LoLs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've come to a conclusion that I shall go meatless as much as I can! Meaning, no chicken rice, no duck rice, no roast pork rice, no char siew, no Peking duck, no meat from any furry animals! Which also means, I'll have to find substitute for my protein intake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tofu maybe? Hahah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3142743869405940926?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3142743869405940926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3142743869405940926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3142743869405940926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3142743869405940926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-animals-all-kinds-of-animals-be.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-2995318786373767248</id><published>2010-03-31T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T14:49:32.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm resistant to changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when the change entails certain risks, it makes me even more uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But change is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives us a fresh spurt of surprise and breaks the mundanity of our everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll never know what awaits you behind the curtain of change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, will I be brave enough to face this change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-2995318786373767248?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/2995318786373767248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=2995318786373767248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2995318786373767248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2995318786373767248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-resistant-to-change.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-427210377192222889</id><published>2010-03-15T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:29:10.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>窗外下起滂沱大雨 &lt;br /&gt;雨滴中泛出一幕幕我们的过去&lt;br /&gt;曾经的快乐 曾经的忧伤&lt;br /&gt;都是值得珍惜的回忆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨停了 戏也谢幕了&lt;br /&gt;时间跟不上天变的步伐&lt;br /&gt;还独自留在原地 对天空静静地呐喊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Copyright @ Alicia Tay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-427210377192222889?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/427210377192222889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=427210377192222889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/427210377192222889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/427210377192222889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-8463042673253837241</id><published>2010-03-13T03:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T03:54:00.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S5qYTdT45FI/AAAAAAAAAXc/pfeKT7h-nvo/s1600-h/new-blackberry-bold-9700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S5qYTdT45FI/AAAAAAAAAXc/pfeKT7h-nvo/s400/new-blackberry-bold-9700.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447834159311021138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially a member of the BlackBerry Bimbo Club! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bought myself a BlackBerry Bold 2 (9700).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I really don't understand how those non-gadgety people can manage this phone. It has like millions of functions that even the gadget-savvy me is overwhelmed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the only consolation is that it can sync with my Outlook!!!! So all the data from my X1 can be synced over to BB. Woooo~ Saves me tonnes of time to re-enter everything manually. Just hope that all my calendar stuffs can be synced over as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a friend working in RIM who can assist me to setup my BB. Wheeeeeeeeeeeee~ He's like my personal customer support officer lor. HAHAHAH~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, apart from the fact that my job might require me to have BB (in the near future), the major push factor that made me wanna buy this phone is that Sony Ericsson is taking forever to release the phones that I want. I've been waiting for X10 Pro for like an enternity already. Plus my X1 is failing on me =( so I really need a new phone for temporary usage till my X10 Pro comes out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it really doesn't make sense to downgrade to a normal phone. And there isn't any other WM phones in the market that I really like (mostly, the interface sux). So, BB is my final choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not used to having no touchscreen! I keep tapping on my BB screen whenever I wanna select something~ How awesome. -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-8463042673253837241?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/8463042673253837241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=8463042673253837241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8463042673253837241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8463042673253837241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-officially-member-of-blackberry.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S5qYTdT45FI/AAAAAAAAAXc/pfeKT7h-nvo/s72-c/new-blackberry-bold-9700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-7840220737731033919</id><published>2010-03-04T20:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T01:17:58.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4-uK8FMgcI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Rb2m9s7H0b0/s1600-h/n10669476898_4005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444761977464062402" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4-uK8FMgcI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Rb2m9s7H0b0/s400/n10669476898_4005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing so many complaints about the standards of Miss Singapore every year, this year, I'll be the one who will be getting all the complaints. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the finals for Miss Singapore Universe 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, go ahead and laugh...... It might be the best joke of the year for you. See, ain't that good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda surprised I'm in the finals, 'coz I was pretty sure that I would fail at the bikini round. Like come on, my bod is nowhere near the word "hot", I not even remotely close to pretty, and neither am I exceptionally tall. Oh well... I'm just counting my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please have mercy on me, and don't complain so much, ok? Complain alittle can already LAH! HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7840220737731033919?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7840220737731033919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7840220737731033919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7840220737731033919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7840220737731033919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-complaining-so-much-about.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4-uK8FMgcI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Rb2m9s7H0b0/s72-c/n10669476898_4005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-5430807313994305267</id><published>2010-02-28T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T18:58:50.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moved the little ones to a litter box today. They feel so fragile in the hands!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4pMENwt1gI/AAAAAAAAAXM/OS4DGaOj8n4/s1600-h/DSC04536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4pMENwt1gI/AAAAAAAAAXM/OS4DGaOj8n4/s400/DSC04536.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443246734927844866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are soooo adorable~~!!! I can't believe I have to give them away... T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-5430807313994305267?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/5430807313994305267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=5430807313994305267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5430807313994305267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5430807313994305267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/02/moved-little-ones-to-litter-box-today.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4pMENwt1gI/AAAAAAAAAXM/OS4DGaOj8n4/s72-c/DSC04536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-1717189422238665694</id><published>2010-02-26T13:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T13:13:11.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The bundle of joy! They are exactly 3 days old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4dYLkH8TWI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ssFT5Cgl-Cg/s1600-h/baby+rabbits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4dYLkH8TWI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ssFT5Cgl-Cg/s400/baby+rabbits.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442415630399327586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th baby is mysteriously hiding somewhere... hmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proud mummy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4dXn6hshGI/AAAAAAAAAW8/X_yXwP5Ho3s/s1600-h/rainy+and+her+babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4dXn6hshGI/AAAAAAAAAW8/X_yXwP5Ho3s/s400/rainy+and+her+babies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442415017937634402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the nonchalant step-daddy.. Lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4dXndoWdRI/AAAAAAAAAW0/vmsbaW8vBCo/s1600-h/cloudy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4dXndoWdRI/AAAAAAAAAW0/vmsbaW8vBCo/s400/cloudy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442415010180920594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1717189422238665694?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1717189422238665694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1717189422238665694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1717189422238665694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1717189422238665694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/02/bundle-of-joy-proud-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S4dYLkH8TWI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ssFT5Cgl-Cg/s72-c/baby+rabbits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-9062952444813333977</id><published>2010-02-25T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T11:20:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy just had 4 babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally had no idea she was pregnant when I adopted her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really fortunate that I gave her a shelter when she had her babies, 'coz I really can't imagine what will happen if the babies are born in the wild. I doubt they will ever survive. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now Cloudy has officially become the step-father. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I need some animal-lovers to adopt the babies. I can't handle all 4 of them at once, and my mom's gonna freak out when she's back from Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested, please leave a message at my tagboard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will be ready for adoption in 2 - 3 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cute and cuddly furballs are gonna bring you and your family much joy! Adopt one today! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-9062952444813333977?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/9062952444813333977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=9062952444813333977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9062952444813333977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9062952444813333977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-surprise-rainy-just-had-4-babies-i.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-879156061571917864</id><published>2010-02-20T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:30:32.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, my blog is almost dead. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Lunar New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too un-motivated to blog these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait till I sandpaper off the rust in me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-879156061571917864?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/879156061571917864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=879156061571917864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/879156061571917864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/879156061571917864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-my-blog-is-almost-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-4836313124585672630</id><published>2010-02-06T05:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T05:49:49.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having rabbits as pets is a responsiblity that requires a huge amount of commitment, money, effort and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may come from the same buck-tooth family as hamsters and guinea pig, but they are NOT rodents! They are not those kinda pets whereby you can just coop them up in a tiny cage, and put food and water for them and they can happily lead their own life in that pathetic space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, me and my wonderful OB classmates spent hours rescueing 3 poor rabbits from the hands of a totally a-hole coffee shop owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes my blood boil knowing that she is incapable of providing a conducive environment for the rabbits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, she does NOT know that rabbits need to drink fresh water! Like WTH? Every living thing on Earth bloody hell needs water ok!! The algae, the plants, and even the ANTS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, she does NOT know that rabbits' cage need to be at least THREE times the size of the rabbit. That's sorta like stated in the rabbit care rule book CAN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, she does NOT know that house rabbits are incapable of surviving in the wild for long. They are not hares, they are not born in the wild, SO THEY DEFINITELY CAN'T SURVIVE IN THE WILD. Try putting you in the Amazon Rainforest, and see you can survive or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, she does NOT know that each rabbit has different eating habits. Not every rabbit likes to eat carrots. They are not freaking BUGS BUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, she obviously does NOT bother to check up or read up on how to take care of rabbits. Therefore, she is obviously not fit to be a rabbit owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that we rescued these 3 rabbits out from her hands, 'coz they look really neglected, under-nourished and frightened. Their coat of barely-there fur is so thin and lack of shine and fluff, and they are nothing but only bones! And now, I'm worried for the other 2 rabbits which she claims she has at her home. I don't know what kinda terrible environment the other 2 rabbits are in, obviously not an ideal one. =( Can only just hope the best for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really detest people who doesn't give a damn about animals. Come on, they are just the same like us, with a beating heart and warm blood that flows thru' the veins. They deserve to have a decent life like everyone of us on this planet. They are not some plush toys that you can play with if you like, and chuck them away pretending they are not there when you don't feel like it. Worse still, if you have them, and yet doesn't know how to take care of them properly, you are just making their life more miserable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, you can't imagine how happy the 3 lucky rabbits are now. Freshly showered, nails trimmed, properly fed with healthy rabbit food and fresh water, and they are now jumping around happily in their newly laid beddings. I'm sure in a few days time, they will look just as fluffy and round as my princey Cloudy! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long they have been abandoned in the wild, but seems like they don't know how to use the water bottle nozzle. Hmmm... Hopefully they will get used to it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you all are wondering, I've already found the perfect home for all the 3 local breed rabbits (2 female and 1 male), roughly around 1-3 months old (need to confirm when I bring them to the vet). I'll be keeping 1 female one as a companion to my Cloudy, and the other couple will be adopted by Shyrlyn! Wheeeeeeee~ You are the best, girl! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, please help to think of names for the rabbits!!!! =)))))) I'll post up the photos of the little cuties soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4836313124585672630?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4836313124585672630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4836313124585672630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4836313124585672630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4836313124585672630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/02/having-rabbits-as-pets-is-responsiblity.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-3073357746069850532</id><published>2010-02-03T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:03:55.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really can't stand how Taiwan dramas always like to portray girls as the weaker gender, always the one who gets bullied and yet still keep her effing mouth shut, refusing to voice out her grievances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like come on already, it's the era of equality of both sexes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should we girls be portrayed as the one who will suffer in silence and not make a single complaint about it? So that the drama will have the effect of "pitying the girl" kinda cheesy shit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, that will never happen in real life. So get over it guys. You can never find a girl like that in modern times. Try the prehistoric times instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really gets on my nerves to see such useless girls. I know it's just drama storyline and all, but it really makes my blood boil and total waste of my time to sit thru the torturing shit. Where got people so stupid suffer from misunderstandings and grievances and all but NOT SAY A SINGLE WORD ABOUT IT?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but I'm a Libran and a urbanised feminist, so I just can't stand that kinda introverted behaviour, not only in girls, but guys as well (YES, I totally can't tolerate introvert guys. I hate mind games!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess it's ang-moh dramas for me (at least no annoying introvert girls and vengeful guys!). I shall not want to torture my tear glands and increase my blood pressure by watching those weepy Taiwan dramas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is another reason why ang-moh products are better than Chinese products. Lols~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3073357746069850532?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3073357746069850532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3073357746069850532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3073357746069850532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3073357746069850532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-really-cant-stand-how-taiwan-dramas.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-6854586108401795312</id><published>2010-01-27T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T16:50:15.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here I am again, standing on the crossroads of deciding what my next phone will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson has just launched X2, which is a Windows Mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But X10 will be launched in April, and it's an Andriod phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm quite resistant to changes when it comes to operating system for my gadgets. Just like how I refuse to upgrade to Vista when the whole world is apparently moving on to the new OS. LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X10 has a much nicer design than X2, but it doesn't have a physical QWERTY keyboard which will make my texting life very difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another alternative will be BB. But honestly, I'm not a business user, so the functions of that phone is pretty much useless to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DILEMMA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S1_-AoU5THI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Opu5UTZddL8/s1600-h/Sony_Ericsson_xPeria_x2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S1_-AoU5THI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Opu5UTZddL8/s400/Sony_Ericsson_xPeria_x2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431338962410622066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S1_-A8G2uiI/AAAAAAAAAWk/2w7pRefRaWU/s1600-h/sony-ericsson-xperia-x10-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S1_-A8G2uiI/AAAAAAAAAWk/2w7pRefRaWU/s400/sony-ericsson-xperia-x10-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431338967720442402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB Bold 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S1_-AO8_T3I/AAAAAAAAAWU/3cwMGSAz3cc/s1600-h/BlackBerry_Bold_9700-729941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S1_-AO8_T3I/AAAAAAAAAWU/3cwMGSAz3cc/s400/BlackBerry_Bold_9700-729941.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431338955599466354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell me anything about iPhone. That Apple star is already outdated like eons ago. And it doesn't have the flexibility like a Windows or Andriod phone. So just face it and get over it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-6854586108401795312?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/6854586108401795312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=6854586108401795312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6854586108401795312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6854586108401795312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-here-i-am-again-standing-on.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/S1_-AoU5THI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Opu5UTZddL8/s72-c/Sony_Ericsson_xPeria_x2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-5708811757575112553</id><published>2010-01-25T02:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:36:07.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really hard for me to feel emo when I'm singing sad songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not because I've never experienced heartbreaks and sadness before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that (thankfully) I've got a super short term memory (or selective memory in some cases).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've long passed the age of always holding on to useless people and things which will never have any future with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my emo and sadness are so shallow that they usually pass within hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've long forgotten how to feel utterly sad to the heart, which I definitely don't want and don't need to experience anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next time I should just sing happy songs. LOLs!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-5708811757575112553?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/5708811757575112553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=5708811757575112553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5708811757575112553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5708811757575112553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-really-hard-for-me-to-feel-emo-when.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-4723706786998906920</id><published>2010-01-22T05:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T05:23:33.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please support our performance this &lt;strong&gt;Saturday (23 Jan)&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A series of Mandopop songs by our very own performing crew (including me!) from Ocean Butterflies Music Forest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lishire.com/pictures/scape.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's FREE and it's GOOD! =D See you guys there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4723706786998906920?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4723706786998906920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4723706786998906920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4723706786998906920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4723706786998906920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/01/please-support-our-performance-this.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-7390830790597919996</id><published>2010-01-14T02:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T02:08:41.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For those who are interested, my performance this Sunday (17/01) will be at Suntec City, the square in front of Carrefour ground floor entrance. It's a SAFRA event, and we will be doing a gig there from 5pm to 6pm, 7pm to 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to drop by if you are free. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7390830790597919996?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7390830790597919996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7390830790597919996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7390830790597919996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7390830790597919996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-those-who-are-interested-my.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-5599152793769225333</id><published>2010-01-09T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:29:28.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first blog post of the new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda late, but who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy after the new year.... Which I shall not share it here. Only my closest friends know! Tsk tsk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it has been a fun and crazy and magical (albeit tiring) week! Thanks love, for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my countdown activity was Sherlock Holmes at GV Gold Class! Feeling was damn shiok! 'Cause don't have to squeeze in the crowd and get molested by Banglas! LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I shall countdown in front of Taipei 101! Wooooo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No new year resolutions (again) this year, 'coz there's nothing much that I wanna acheive. I've already got everything I ever wanted. Am a happy girl, so what more can I ask for? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-5599152793769225333?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/5599152793769225333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=5599152793769225333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5599152793769225333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5599152793769225333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-blog-post-of-new-year-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-7128415383230015165</id><published>2009-12-28T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:52:46.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really difficult for a person to be still holding true to his/her ways after having enjoyed success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything he/she ever was will become history, and what he/she is now will only be a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to lose oneself, but it's near to impossible to find back yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you need to get your head out of the clouds for awhile, just so you can see that you have not lost everything that matters to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7128415383230015165?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7128415383230015165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7128415383230015165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7128415383230015165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7128415383230015165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-really-difficult-for-person-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-7449016090551634377</id><published>2009-12-24T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T01:16:15.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are things I wanna blog about, but earth someone doesn't allow me to! Arghhhh! It's so annoying to have a public blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I shall switch to more shallow contents and "oh-so-bimbotic" blog posts. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I finally finished reading the Twilight Saga. Will be back to my fav Philippa Gregory soon! Wheeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7449016090551634377?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7449016090551634377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7449016090551634377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7449016090551634377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7449016090551634377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-are-things-i-wanna-blog-about-but.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-7377971181410882272</id><published>2009-12-18T05:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T06:06:58.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Twilight Saga is the perfect dreamweaver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love that is shared between Edward and Bella is just so... surreal, like the benchmark for a perfect boyfriend, which obviously will never happen in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how Bella describes it, I don't deserve to have someone like that in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, this godsend guy just happened to bump into my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the vampire thingy and the thirst for Bella's blood, the rest of the things about Edward are just &lt;strong&gt;exactly the same&lt;/strong&gt; as how the boy is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His old-fashion-ness (tsk~), his stubborn-ness in certain things just so he could protect me, his self-sacrificial to do whatever that makes me happy even though it will hurt him, his ability to read my thoughts from my face, his maturity, his element of surprise, his aloof-ness, his kind heartedness, his polite demeanour towards parents and everyone, his high tolerance level and the list just keeps growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, his unconditional and irrevocable love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a girl, I've always been dreaming of finding my prince charming who truly loves me (oh well, it's every girl's dream).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that dream has come true, I'm just gonna keep holding on to it until we can be happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think I'm such a sucker for dreams and fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dreams and fantasies are good. They keep you optimistic and give you hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, you never know when, you might just find your dream in real life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7377971181410882272?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7377971181410882272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7377971181410882272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7377971181410882272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7377971181410882272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/12/twilight-saga-is-perfect-dreamweaver.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-4095710707830000532</id><published>2009-12-13T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:28:20.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Disney Princess and new Ne-yo song!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ehmUs0ou1mc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/ehmUs0ou1mc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4095710707830000532?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4095710707830000532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4095710707830000532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4095710707830000532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4095710707830000532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-disney-princess-and-new-ne-yo-song.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-326946842828176731</id><published>2009-12-04T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T01:59:45.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss Holland....&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;And their ducks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/Sxf8Cn-7Q8I/AAAAAAAAAVg/x4w7-5qc6Co/s1600-h/DSC_0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/Sxf8Cn-7Q8I/AAAAAAAAAVg/x4w7-5qc6Co/s400/DSC_0680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411070599331791810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-326946842828176731?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/326946842828176731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=326946842828176731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/326946842828176731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/326946842828176731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-holland.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/Sxf8Cn-7Q8I/AAAAAAAAAVg/x4w7-5qc6Co/s72-c/DSC_0680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-4271511590195315519</id><published>2009-12-02T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:21:27.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I don't know what's holding me back from going back to Taiwan and stay and work there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people, including my mom, have been telling me that with my qualifications and experience, I can easily get a decent paying job there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better than going to western countries where I might suffer from culture shock or maybe can't even get employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to stay in Taiwan, there will be so many chances for me to... well... pursue my dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am I still stuck in this measly island?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Maybe it's just the comfort zone thingy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are so clouded by an eternity of uncertainties that I can't think clearly what's best for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I've not yet decided if I wanna go UK for my convocation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go, but it's gonna take a huge toil on my limited funds. The journey to the west (or is it northwest?) is really taxing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to be on diet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bursting in my pants which used to fit just nice! I'm HORRIFIED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more MCD (since no more Monopoly. tsk tsk~). No more pizzas. No more late night meals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More joggings and swimmings! (Right, like that will ever happen to a pig.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghhhh!! Must be the fattiness that's making me grumpy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4271511590195315519?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4271511590195315519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4271511590195315519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4271511590195315519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4271511590195315519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-i-dont-know-whats-holding-me.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-8607855625314839125</id><published>2009-11-30T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:38:11.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is there anything in the world that humans don't eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deers, pigeons, crocodiles, squirrels, ferrets, guinea pigs (!!!), bats, snakes, rabbits (!!!!!!), scorpions, tarantulas, and what nots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why humans can't draw a line on the kind of animals that we eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not lions, not grizzly bears, not tigers, but why are we eating their preys? We, the humans, being on the top of the food chain are behaving just like the perfect beast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if eating exotic animals are not enough, we crazy Asians typically love RAW food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sashimi, LIVE baby octopus, sea urchins??? Are we having some kinda Fear Factor here? Goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch these 2 clips and you will get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sashimi lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V3_-tMS3zEY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/V3_-tMS3zEY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the brave-hearted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5T4c4g3iXv0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/5T4c4g3iXv0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time you decide to eat sashimi, think again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people should really watch SAW so that Mr Jigsaw can teach them how to freaking treasure lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my entire life, I've eaten sashimi for like less than 5 times. Before this, I have no idea about how the Japs keep their fishes fresh. It totally grosses me out. From now on, I swear I will never touch sashimi ever again. NEVER EVER. Not even if anyone gives me a million dollars to eat them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stop eating all the animals that are NOT meant for human consumption and please consume all the food in a HUMANLY way! NOT RAW, NOT LIVE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-8607855625314839125?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/8607855625314839125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=8607855625314839125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8607855625314839125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8607855625314839125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-there-anything-in-world-that-humans.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-5023939236384635638</id><published>2009-11-27T02:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T02:16:10.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be sequels to &lt;em&gt;The Host&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW FRIGGIN' AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there will also be a film adaptation for &lt;em&gt;The Host&lt;/em&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW VERY EXCITING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! It's the nicest book ever. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Host was named one of the "Best Books of May" by Amazon.com.&lt;br /&gt;It was also a #1 New York Times Best Seller, and remained on this list for 26 weeks, and also spent over 36 weeks on the Los Angeles Times bestseller list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DO I NEED TO SAY MORE ABOUT HOW FANTABULOUS THIS BOOK IS?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can everyone please go read this book now? LIKE NOW????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you ever miss out such a good book in life??????? It's like missing out one of the BEST THING in life!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me!! You will never regret the decision to start reading it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephenie Meyer is like the US version of J.K. Rowling. Their books are really the perfect dreamweaver! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please cast Amanda Seyfried as Pet. Haha!!! The golden locks and angelic face. How apt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I'm so excited that I'm going crazy! HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-5023939236384635638?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/5023939236384635638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=5023939236384635638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5023939236384635638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5023939236384635638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/11/omg-omg-there-will-be-sequels-to-host.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-874015948416960492</id><published>2009-11-26T03:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T03:36:59.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was just going through the visitors activity for my blog when I noticed there are a few visitors who came in via running a search for "lishire" or "lishire.com" or "alicia tay" on Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what their motives are and I honestly don't care. I just wanna say if you are trying to dig out some sorta information from my blog on the kind of person I am, you are so completely shallow. Who on Earth will behave like who they really are behind their computers? Not only behind the computers, but even behind the wheels! Someone who drives like a maniac, who behaves rudely to other drivers, can also be a nice chap if you ever get a chance to know them. There are 2 sides to everyone: your social self vs your true self. Many times, only our family, close friends and love ones will know our true self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you wanna judge me through my writing, go ahead. Do I look like I give a NUT about how people think of me? Honestly, NO. I'm already past that stage since eons ago. I've kena so many times of criticism that I'm entirely numbed to it. It's just like you popping Panadol whenever you're having headaches until you realized one day, Panadol won't stop the aches anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No amount of negative comments will stop me from complaining about things I'm not happy with or whining about life whenever I feel like it, 'coz that's what I enjoy doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna deem me as a shitty person just from my writing, feel free ok. I don't need a shallow person to think highly of me anyways. *bleah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-874015948416960492?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/874015948416960492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=874015948416960492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/874015948416960492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/874015948416960492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-just-going-through-visitors.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-4425418908866990397</id><published>2009-11-23T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T03:49:57.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear LG,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a mistake for you to restrict the sales of LG Crystal to only Singtel subscribers. Die-hard supporters of other service providers such as M1 or Starhub will never switch operators just to buy a phone that only has looks, but has no other appealing functionalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you want to follow the footsteps of iPhone? How many percentage of Singaporeans are using LG phones? The figure is definitely way lesser than iPhone users. It's a losing battle, plus the fact that you will never be able to poach users from M1 or Starhub, simply because, LG Crystal is not worth the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not seem such a big deal for 1 less potential buyer, but my interest for that phone has waned since the wait is so long. I'm a die-hard M1 supporter, and will never switch operator for any phones (well, if Sony Ericsson X2 uses the same strategy, I might).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really detest this kind of marketing stint. It doesn't benefit the consumers! I thought that is what doing business is all about? Customer satisfaction should take priority over everything else? Even iPhone is opening up their market to M1 users. LG Crystal should too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4425418908866990397?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4425418908866990397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4425418908866990397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4425418908866990397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4425418908866990397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-lg-its-such-mistake-for-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-4437007127648052060</id><published>2009-11-15T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:00:29.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SwAH-JulpRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/H6E3gAOBSmY/s1600-h/2012%2520movie%2520poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SwAH-JulpRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/H6E3gAOBSmY/s400/2012%2520movie%2520poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404328317189203218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2012&lt;/strong&gt; is so awesome! I don't understand why everyone's saying the ending is lame?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least John Cusack and his family survived. That's the whole point, isn't it? tsk tsk~ oops... did I just leaked the spoiler? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love end-of-the-world movies... They provide such a perfect adrenaline rush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4437007127648052060?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4437007127648052060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4437007127648052060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4437007127648052060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4437007127648052060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012-is-so-awesome-i-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SwAH-JulpRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/H6E3gAOBSmY/s72-c/2012%2520movie%2520poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-253418268018036306</id><published>2009-11-03T22:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T03:52:19.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm the last to know this, but &lt;strong&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/strong&gt; IS &lt;strong&gt;Cedric Diggory&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really can't see the resemblance between them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young and nerdy Cedric (who apparently was Harry's love rival o_O).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SvBCweOfYxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/p4APb1_ps00/s1600-h/cedric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SvBCweOfYxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/p4APb1_ps00/s400/cedric.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399889353732219666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The all-grown-up and charming hearthrob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SvBCxO4meJI/AAAAAAAAAVE/4MpQVFATGkE/s1600-h/edward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SvBCxO4meJI/AAAAAAAAAVE/4MpQVFATGkE/s400/edward.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399889366793746578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next novel collection shall be Twilight! Weeeheeee~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moments before, I was still worried that I ran out of books to read... tsk~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I'm now reading The Host, also by Stephenie Meyer. It's really very very very very very nice. It's enticing right from the very first page and makes u keep wanna go on reading! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bookworm!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-253418268018036306?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/253418268018036306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=253418268018036306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/253418268018036306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/253418268018036306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/11/maybe-im-last-to-know-this-but-edward.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SvBCweOfYxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/p4APb1_ps00/s72-c/cedric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-4666673994237705650</id><published>2009-10-29T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T01:53:05.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last assignment of my entire life [hopefully].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last hurdle... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my recent entries are colorless. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be up when I cleared all my hurdles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in an eccentric mood lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random. Eccentric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing random stuffs. Doing eccentric stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading random books. Reading eccentric books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching random movies. Watching eccentric movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez, I'm turning into a weirdo. And it's driving the boy mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4666673994237705650?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4666673994237705650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4666673994237705650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4666673994237705650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4666673994237705650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-assignment-of-my-entire-life.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-8440526770724936710</id><published>2009-10-27T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:23:56.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now that daylight saving is over, the days are starting to get shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really missed those days in Germany and France when days are sooooo long. The sun doesn't set till 10 freaking pm. So 10pm over there, is like 7pm over here during daylight saving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's not even 7pm here, but the day is already turning grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me depressed. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate night times (although I'm mostly awake only at night. tsk tsk~). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love summer time in Europe~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-8440526770724936710?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/8440526770724936710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=8440526770724936710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8440526770724936710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8440526770724936710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/10/now-that-daylight-saving-is-over-days.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-4872073774396968417</id><published>2009-10-25T22:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:25:56.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The movie adaptation of My Sister's Keeper is not as weepy as the original novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending of the film is entirely different from the novel, which totally changed the meaning of the entire story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer reading novels than watching the movie adaptations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;****** Spoilers alert*******&lt;/p&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;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;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;In the novel, Anna wins her court case against her parents thus granting her medical emancipation, but she is involved in a car accident that leaves her brain dead. With Anna unable to make decisions about her body, her lawyer, Campbell Alexander, who was given medical power of attorney, thus giving him the power to make medical decisions concerning Anna, gives permission to have Anna's organs donated to Kate. Anna dies, but Kate lives on, believing that Anna took her place in heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in the film (and typical Hollywood-style ending), Kate dies of leukemia and Anna is told by her lawyer that she won her case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4872073774396968417?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4872073774396968417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4872073774396968417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4872073774396968417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4872073774396968417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/10/movie-adaptation-of-my-sisters-keeper.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-6702394648017719193</id><published>2009-10-24T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:22:02.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dean Fujioka is darn shuai can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SuL_J3gi2LI/AAAAAAAAAU0/eYMdL0nF2PY/s1600-h/8835scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SuL_J3gi2LI/AAAAAAAAAU0/eYMdL0nF2PY/s400/8835scd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396155848527632562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he has the dreamiest-looking pair of eyes ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SuL_Jw8CE-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/vU1ocXoEswA/s1600-h/TengGangDian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SuL_Jw8CE-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/vU1ocXoEswA/s400/TengGangDian.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396155846763877346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love his eye color! Ahhhh~~~~~ *in 花吃 mode*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-6702394648017719193?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/6702394648017719193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=6702394648017719193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6702394648017719193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6702394648017719193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/10/dean-fujioka-is-darn-shuai-can-and-he.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SuL_J3gi2LI/AAAAAAAAAU0/eYMdL0nF2PY/s72-c/8835scd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-6571542214206986019</id><published>2009-10-20T16:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:13:37.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoever thinks that those nicey nicey guys on K-Drama are for real ought to be give a good kick in their asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean guys are the worst egoistic freaks I've ever seen in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have one sitting right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nightmare! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He speaks alien (read: Japanese), he behaves like alien, he looks like alien (not those charming nice DBSK, Kangta or Kim Jae Won pattern ok!), and he bullies me like alien! *ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if I'm on Planet Earth anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-6571542214206986019?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/6571542214206986019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=6571542214206986019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6571542214206986019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6571542214206986019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/10/whoever-thinks-that-those-nicey-nicey.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-3374030318385786405</id><published>2009-10-15T11:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T11:29:15.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I wonder if it's worthwhile to give up some things for other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One may be your passion, but the path for that seems so bleak and you might end up wasting your time and acheiving nothing but memories in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one may be something you don't have control over and have lesser passion for it, but the path for this seems bright and promising, and may be with you for the rest of your life and will define what you would become in future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really tough to choose sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lost since I was a teenager, and I really can't believe I'm still lost now as an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the light shine on me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3374030318385786405?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3374030318385786405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3374030318385786405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3374030318385786405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3374030318385786405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-i-wonder-if-its-worthwhile-to.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-3549663319773051377</id><published>2009-10-07T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:47:44.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before the day ends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care! I just wanna be forever 21! Wooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my friends for the lovely birthday wishes! Love you all! xoxoxo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3549663319773051377?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3549663319773051377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3549663319773051377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3549663319773051377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3549663319773051377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/10/before-day-ends.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-2021524546715439935</id><published>2009-10-07T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T11:28:57.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last hurdle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP is finally over. Left with 1 more presentation and assignment in this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another final exam in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I'll officially become a Bachelor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh... Counting down to the studies-free days.... :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-2021524546715439935?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/2021524546715439935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=2021524546715439935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2021524546715439935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2021524546715439935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-hurdle-fyp-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-4995527979984176450</id><published>2009-10-05T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:13:32.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been having so little time to myself since last week. Having 3 days of lessons per week, plus some other commitments, I almost died of exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will be the same routine all over again. GODDAMMIT. I hate those stupid extra commitments. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope these days will be over like soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Mandopop songs are getting more and more unbearable for the ears. All the new songs on charts now are nothing nice worth listening. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's ang moh R&amp;B and Hip-hop for me now till Mandopop improves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4995527979984176450?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4995527979984176450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4995527979984176450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4995527979984176450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4995527979984176450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/10/been-having-so-little-time-to-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-8270652898603374989</id><published>2009-10-02T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T02:06:19.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not a fan of world history, but something a friend mentioned today sparked my interest in the Sino-Japanese War during World War 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mentioned that Japan are not allowed to have combat military forces due to the effects of WW2. I was quite surprised as I have never come across any countries that don't have a combat military. Therefore, I googled about it, and discovered the events which led to this decision eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's common knowledge on how WW2 started, civil wars, invasions, wars in Europe, wars in China, Axis VS Allies, Resistance forces etc. It really amazes me at how so many wars can take place at so many places at the same time. I totally can imagine the cross-fire scenes, like not an inch on Earth is safe for humans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, somewhere, Japan became strong enough to start invading other countries, even to the extent of dropping bombs on Pearl Harbour and taking over US &amp; European lands and resources. They give me the feeling that they think they are unbeatable, which in turn increases their complacency, to the extent that few years later, Japan was issued with the Potsdam Declaration outlining the terms of surrender, the Prime Minister of Japan at that time decided to ignore it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after the refusal to surrender, Japan lost Hiroshima to the world's first weapon of mass destruction a.k.a the atomic bomb called "Little Boy" (how cute... Lols~). Before the bomb was dropped on the city, Japan's radar had already sensed the airplanes coming in, but as there were only 3 planes in the air, Japan decided to call off the air raid alert and to ignore the planes.... Goodness... What complacency. Imagine how many residents of the city were totally caught off guard when the bomb detonated.. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, Japan was offered another chance to surrender, and as usual (I would call it stubborn to the core), they rejected it, for fear of losing their emperor's throne to outsiders. And so that 2nd "Fat Man" bomb on Nagasaki is really a serves-them-right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally, after tasting 2 weapons of mass destruction, Japan decided to surrender. There is something I truly admire them: even till the last moment, they still insisted on keeping the throne of their emperor. Therefore, the peace treaty was signed with the condition that Japan will be allowed to keep their emperor as the sovereign ruler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In his declaration, Hirohito referred to the atomic bombings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Moreover, the enemy now possesses a new and terrible weapon with the power to destroy many innocent lives and do incalculable damage. Should we continue to fight, not only would it result in an ultimate collapse and obliteration of the Japanese nation, but also it would lead to the total extinction of human civilization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such being the case, how are We to save the millions of Our subjects, or to atone Ourselves before the hallowed spirits of Our Imperial Ancestors? This is the reason why We have ordered the acceptance of the provisions of the Joint Declaration of the Powers."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;From this speech, one can easily say that Japan still refused to admit defeat even after such serious lost. IMO, they stated that they would surrender to save humanity is their way of saving their country's dignity. Oh well, they have their people to answer to; those who opposed to surrendering have to be appeased somehow isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these, I finally understand why Japan could not build their own combat military. It could be due to remorse for the damages they have caused to the world, or it could be a clause that was part of the peace treaty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Article 9 of the Japanese Constitution is a clause in the National Constitution of Japan that prohibits an act of war by the state. The Constitution came into effect on May 3, 1947, immediately following World War II. In its text, the state formally renounces war as a sovereign right and bans settlement of international disputes through the use of force. The article also states that, to accomplish these aims, armed forces with war potential will not be maintained.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the actual text (in official English translation) from the article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ARTICLE 9. Aspiring sincerely to an international peace based on justice and order, the Japanese people forever renounce war as a sovereign right of the nation and the threat or use of force as means of settling international disputes. (2) To accomplish the aim of the preceding paragraph, land, sea, and air forces, as well as other war potential, will never be maintained. The right of belligerency of the state will not be recognized."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are true to their every word. Therefore, Japan now only have self-defense military forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, all these did not deter the Japanese from their ambitions to conquer the world. Although physically, it's impossible for them to ever try that again, they have succeeded in taking over the world economically. Just look around you, how many appliances and stuffs you have in your homes are Japanese brands? Japanese cars dominate roads in Asia, Europe, UK, US, and maybe even Australia and New Zealand. Japan has one of the highest GDP in the world after US. So, they are kind of domineering the economic market in Asia, which indirectly fulfilled their ambitions of "conquering the world (or at least half of it)"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-8270652898603374989?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/8270652898603374989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=8270652898603374989&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8270652898603374989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8270652898603374989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-not-fan-of-world-history-but.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-73965276444696425</id><published>2009-09-28T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T17:54:28.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No, my life is not stagnant. It's just moving forward slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not unhappy with my life. It's just that nothing has happen to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not envious of other people's good fortune. It just hasn't happen to me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not lying to myself. It's just my way of consoling myself for things I can't get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when will I be able to stop telling myself all these? When will someone truly understand what I really want?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-73965276444696425?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/73965276444696425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=73965276444696425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/73965276444696425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/73965276444696425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-my-life-is-not-stagnant.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-3293579196275938594</id><published>2009-09-24T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T17:14:43.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm usually not a vengeful person who will remember the misdeeds ppl done to me for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sorta have selective memory plus short term memory, so will forget some things quite fast. Therefore, it makes me a perfect audience to tell your secrets to. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, regardless how STM I can get, I can never forget the things which happened during my childhood and teenagehood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't wish to forget, but I just can't forget no matter how hard I tried. With the constant nightmares I still get.... I really don't see how anyone can forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, anyone or anything related to my past who contributed to my miserable childhood and teenagehood, are well remembered by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope they still remember what they have done, and feel guilty about it if we were to meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't do anything nasty to them, 'coz I don't know how to be nasty in the first place, that's why I always kena bullied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how to react if I ever meet them again. It'll be really awkward, even though it was a kid's thing, but srsly, no excuses! I was a kid once, and never did I once carry tales about people or think of ways to make fun of people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just isn't fair to me if "being a kid" gives u all the immunity for being nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it doesn't work this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3293579196275938594?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3293579196275938594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3293579196275938594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3293579196275938594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3293579196275938594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-usually-not-vengeful-person-who-will.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-7488197268544438032</id><published>2009-09-21T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T01:19:39.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SrZi7dr42TI/AAAAAAAAAUA/yWS6Acd5jBI/s1600-h/DSC04306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SrZi7dr42TI/AAAAAAAAAUA/yWS6Acd5jBI/s400/DSC04306.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383599178288519474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't matter if everyone else finds it weird with this photo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Coz it's something only me and the boy knows! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in this whole world and universe can break the string which joins both our souls together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILU~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7488197268544438032?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7488197268544438032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7488197268544438032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7488197268544438032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7488197268544438032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-are-3-and-it-doesnt-matter-if.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SrZi7dr42TI/AAAAAAAAAUA/yWS6Acd5jBI/s72-c/DSC04306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-8227649400776704272</id><published>2009-09-18T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:48:15.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so freaking drained and busy that I have no time for blogging. But I definitely got time to voice out the injustice I've suffered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freaking hate iPhone and Apple products users who keep thinking that they are more IT savvy and more cool just 'coz they use Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to compare Windows Mobile and iPhone OS, I can point out a million things that Windows Mobile is stronger in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make you anymore superior just 'coz you are an Apple fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if every product in this world copies from Apple? You Apple fans should feel proud that other brands are taking Apple as a market benchmark and not laugh at those brands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their own brand preference, and no doubt, I'm a die-hard Microsoft and Creative supporter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been using 3 generations of Creative MP3 players and I'm perfectly HAPPY and FINE with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I boycott Apple? It's just the same attitude as how you Apple freaks boycott Microsoft, 'coz you think Microsoft is so uncool and so yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sorry to tell you the cold harsh fact: Microsoft is still domineering the IT market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want proof at how Microsoft wins Apple hands down, just answer me this simple question: Who is richer? Bill Gates or Steve Jobs? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why? 'Coz every IT product you use in your daily life runs on Windows machines!! The ATMs you are using everyday runs on Microsoft machines! The internet banking that has brought so much convenience to your life is hosted on Windows machines as well. The POS systems that all shops and supermarkets in the world use runs on Windows machines too! Apple where? Still growing on TREES LOR! If you still wanna boycott Windows products, then don't go shopping, don't withdraw money, don't use internet banking!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And best part is, 50% of Mac users in this world have Windows installed in their Mac! How contradicting. If Mac OS is sooooo freaking nice to use, why would they want to have Windows installed in their Mac machines? Have you ever seen the other way round? Windows users installing Mac OS in their Windows machine? NO! NEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just bug off, and stop showing off your Apple products, you Apple freaks! I'd had enough of your pathetic vanity, like TOTALLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-8227649400776704272?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/8227649400776704272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=8227649400776704272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8227649400776704272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8227649400776704272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-so-freaking-drained-and-busy-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-314134825975709183</id><published>2009-09-11T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:35:19.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I last splurge on a gadget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, it's such a surreal experience to finally pamper myself with Creative Zen X-Fi 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... The joy of owning the lastest gadget....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SqlGP4cHfkI/AAAAAAAAATs/q2cU_NV6Pjo/s1600-h/DSC04280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SqlGP4cHfkI/AAAAAAAAATs/q2cU_NV6Pjo/s400/DSC04280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379908468533067330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me happy for at least an entire hour. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, it's back to the agony of rushing deadlines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-314134825975709183?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/314134825975709183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=314134825975709183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/314134825975709183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/314134825975709183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-long-time-since-i-last-splurge.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SqlGP4cHfkI/AAAAAAAAATs/q2cU_NV6Pjo/s72-c/DSC04280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-7487655889663814118</id><published>2009-09-09T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:08:55.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FYP is driving me NUTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! NUTS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo mood on! Thanks to f-king F to the Y to the PEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAY CLEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7487655889663814118?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7487655889663814118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7487655889663814118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7487655889663814118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7487655889663814118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/09/fyp-is-driving-me-nuts-nuts-nuts-nuts.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-1005059473724661303</id><published>2009-09-05T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T02:46:06.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有很多难言之隐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有很多话不知从何说起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道只要我保持正确的信念，一定能克服所有事情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望这 365 天快快过，我就能永远做个逍遥的游荡者！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1005059473724661303?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1005059473724661303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1005059473724661303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1005059473724661303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1005059473724661303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-7130473381297405640</id><published>2009-09-01T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:36:08.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My car tyre burst while I was travelling on ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part is that, I'm actually on the viaduct, so there wasn't any road shoulder for me to stop my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I was stuck on the 3rd lane as a traffic obstruction for a whole 20 minutes before EMAS recovery came to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Singapore's highway camera and effective recovery rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt that all girls should know how to change car tyres, keep their insurance company's number in the car, or smile and wave to the nearest highway camera if all else fail. Lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7130473381297405640?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7130473381297405640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7130473381297405640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7130473381297405640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7130473381297405640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-car-tyre-burst-when-i-was-travelling.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-2691402536329304308</id><published>2009-09-01T03:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T03:32:37.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do girls like to create so much drama in their life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after creating those drama, they claimed that they did not create nor ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would people give you those drama if you didn't give them a chance to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so contradicting, when you keep saying your life is complicated, you don't know what you want, yet keep leading ppl ard like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you know very well what you want. You want all these drama in your life! You want some guy to treat you like a princess, yet you don't want to give him a status. Why? 'Coz if you are in a proper rship with just one guy, you can't enjoy the attention of 10 other guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should you demand that he remain as your friend when you know jolly well how he felt for you? Why should you give him such agony to see you flutter ard all the other guys? There is no such thing as best of both worlds. It's either you accept him as your somebody, or just tell him to get outta your life to stop hurting him and giving him the wrong ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stand girls who keep acting like they are the victim, when they are the ones actually hurting everyone ard them. There is so much more to life than all these mama-drama. Stop wasting your time being so childish and hoping that those nice-guys-stint in drama will really happen to you in real life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it WON'T and NEVER WILL. And that's LIFE. Face it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-2691402536329304308?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/2691402536329304308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=2691402536329304308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2691402536329304308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2691402536329304308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-do-girls-like-to-create-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-5241004593931589230</id><published>2009-08-31T02:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:43:52.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love my Jabra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SprJm0BvVHI/AAAAAAAAATk/rhviJxoUupI/s1600-h/Jabra_BT4010_4a6e68ef77557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SprJm0BvVHI/AAAAAAAAATk/rhviJxoUupI/s200/Jabra_BT4010_4a6e68ef77557.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375830773858260082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bought it in UK for only £24! What a bargain! Teehee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-5241004593931589230?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/5241004593931589230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=5241004593931589230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5241004593931589230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/5241004593931589230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-my-jabra-and-i-bought-it-in-uk.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SprJm0BvVHI/AAAAAAAAATk/rhviJxoUupI/s72-c/Jabra_BT4010_4a6e68ef77557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-3188953750126111114</id><published>2009-08-26T22:40:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:35:39.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some random and overdue London photos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal fans watch out!!! Don't envy me ok... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVOw1VJIOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/QYEt1YCZolI/s1600-h/DSC04098-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVOw1VJIOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/QYEt1YCZolI/s400/DSC04098-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374288331193000162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVPHrmqRrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3A-wldXicjo/s1600-h/DSC04078-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVPHrmqRrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3A-wldXicjo/s400/DSC04078-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374288723719112370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVOxLKveUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Bh-F9jI5810/s1600-h/DSC04104-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVOxLKveUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Bh-F9jI5810/s400/DSC04104-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374288337054955842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harrods! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVPj0AsQFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ylpytlCKGNw/s1600-h/DSC04119-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVPj0AsQFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ylpytlCKGNw/s400/DSC04119-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374289207012114514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so high class inside that the air smells high class, the staff inside also high class, even the toilet also high class! Got towel, hand lotion etc, and got a drinking water dispenser!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Harrods bags sold there is so darn cheap and nice!!!! Abit regret that I never buy it 'coz no time. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tower Bridge across River Thames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVQZ4eLf8I/AAAAAAAAARE/me2gN68QkdM/s1600-h/DSC03977-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVQZ4eLf8I/AAAAAAAAARE/me2gN68QkdM/s400/DSC03977-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374290135922474946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tower of London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVQm_-TimI/AAAAAAAAARM/ZNYOtpvP7GA/s1600-h/DSC03971-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVQm_-TimI/AAAAAAAAARM/ZNYOtpvP7GA/s400/DSC03971-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374290361274567266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the scenes in Philippa Gregory's Tudor Court novels. Tsk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My healthy breakfast, with strawberry flavour Ribena! It's so nice can! Too bad SG don't have... SADDED! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVQ-80yvGI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZJoKnTaZDJw/s1600-h/DSC04120-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVQ-80yvGI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZJoKnTaZDJw/s400/DSC04120-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374290772746222690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Eye and Big Ben along River Thames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVRc9OZnCI/AAAAAAAAARc/s8tuHF4m8FM/s1600-h/DSC04131-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVRc9OZnCI/AAAAAAAAARc/s8tuHF4m8FM/s400/DSC04131-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374291288249703458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sea of ang mohs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVR87UK2QI/AAAAAAAAARk/s5K7gRaYYfE/s1600-h/DSC04153-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVR87UK2QI/AAAAAAAAARk/s5K7gRaYYfE/s400/DSC04153-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374291837492844802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are 3 stupid Asians trying to figure out what's so nice about lying on the grass... And yes, we love our school! That's our school sweater... teehee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVR9UwiESI/AAAAAAAAARs/jm4ExiGGHF0/s1600-h/DSC04157-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVR9UwiESI/AAAAAAAAARs/jm4ExiGGHF0/s400/DSC04157-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374291844322693410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with MJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVSoB80K4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/pKGvyR8vrsc/s1600-h/DSC04163-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVSoB80K4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/pKGvyR8vrsc/s400/DSC04163-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374292578008312706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Ben!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVS6U4P5kI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Rtv0ouRH87o/s1600-h/DSC04174-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVS6U4P5kI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Rtv0ouRH87o/s400/DSC04174-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374292892327077442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVTdb2G8aI/AAAAAAAAASM/DnyY1czKnOI/s1600-h/DSC04204-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVTdb2G8aI/AAAAAAAAASM/DnyY1czKnOI/s400/DSC04204-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374293495492571554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVTcyzoQQI/AAAAAAAAASE/fgEraCBsmKw/s1600-h/DSC04203-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVTcyzoQQI/AAAAAAAAASE/fgEraCBsmKw/s400/DSC04203-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374293484476317954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Phone Booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVTd4SzZkI/AAAAAAAAASU/eZEwPNHZA8o/s1600-h/DSC04212-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVTd4SzZkI/AAAAAAAAASU/eZEwPNHZA8o/s400/DSC04212-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374293503129118274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Pigeon (Ok, this is definitely random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVTew0gxeI/AAAAAAAAASk/xGCnvQ5Vi-Q/s1600-h/DSC04225-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVTew0gxeI/AAAAAAAAASk/xGCnvQ5Vi-Q/s400/DSC04225-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374293518302889442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to pose (failed models) in front of St Paul's Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVTeShsG0I/AAAAAAAAASc/4yV4QsD4Ne0/s1600-h/DSC04205-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVTeShsG0I/AAAAAAAAASc/4yV4QsD4Ne0/s400/DSC04205-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374293510170876738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go everywhere also must cam-whore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVVAOtlOqI/AAAAAAAAATM/IIP0Ysdd4II/s1600-h/DSC04033-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVVAOtlOqI/AAAAAAAAATM/IIP0Ysdd4II/s400/DSC04033-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374295192774195874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVUsX31uOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/MsioyYu9GFI/s1600-h/DSC04192-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVUsX31uOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/MsioyYu9GFI/s400/DSC04192-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374294851635755234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVUr-GoK0I/AAAAAAAAAS0/UvXm9oBxOkE/s1600-h/DSC04184-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVUr-GoK0I/AAAAAAAAAS0/UvXm9oBxOkE/s400/DSC04184-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374294844718459714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVUrW_HdzI/AAAAAAAAASs/6a5qzZI-NgE/s1600-h/DSC04207-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVUrW_HdzI/AAAAAAAAASs/6a5qzZI-NgE/s400/DSC04207-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374294834217973554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;名副其实的“马”路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVUs003HKI/AAAAAAAAATE/5EtJbmoMFcA/s1600-h/DSC04198-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVUs003HKI/AAAAAAAAATE/5EtJbmoMFcA/s400/DSC04198-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374294859407891618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Pardon me for the lousy photos. Taken with my antique Sony digicam and I'm too lazy to edit them! Hehehe.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3188953750126111114?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3188953750126111114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3188953750126111114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3188953750126111114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3188953750126111114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-random-and-overdue-london-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SpVOw1VJIOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/QYEt1YCZolI/s72-c/DSC04098-500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-8076454568659197138</id><published>2009-08-24T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:45:33.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever experienced being penniless to the last cent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just experienced that today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out alone today without realising that I'm cashless and card-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happily I went shopping, swiped with my credit card, until I went to get some food to eat (where they don't accept cards), happily ordered my food, only then did I realised that I'm totally penniless! The best thing is that I left my freaking ATM card at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it just brilliant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm like totally penniless, and my cashcard is down to my last 3 bucks (which means I will be stuck in the mall).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a whole 15 minutes, I felt like killing myself for my absent-mindedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, thank the almightly God, Allah, Guan Yin Niang Niang, there is a DBS Bank in the mall itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, I do not know what I can do. Maybe wait for some knight in shining armour to come save me. LOLs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-8076454568659197138?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/8076454568659197138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=8076454568659197138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8076454568659197138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8076454568659197138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/08/ever-experienced-being-penniless-to.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-1196583200493209590</id><published>2009-08-24T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T03:20:56.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can save my 20 standby credits for other modules. Oops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass the stupid DSS module. It's a hair-pulling module with alot of Math and calculations and formulae and graphs and Algebra! BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I attended only 2 to 3 lessons out of the 15 lessons. Muahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please allow me to show off my smartness 'coz I totally self-taught this module! Tsk~~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more term to go before I become a bachelor.... GAMBATEH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1196583200493209590?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1196583200493209590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1196583200493209590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1196583200493209590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1196583200493209590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-passed-haha-can-save-my-20-standby.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-3952319581461908167</id><published>2009-08-20T04:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T04:45:28.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blackberry is suddenly the 'IN' thing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's taking the bimbo population by storm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't fathom why do those girls need such businessy phone. They only use it for the messenger feature, which is like totally under-utilizing the phone. Not like they are so important they need to be contactable via push mail at all times! I bet they don't even know what the heck is push mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make those business people who REALLY KNOWS how to use BB looks stupid, like totally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3952319581461908167?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3952319581461908167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3952319581461908167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3952319581461908167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3952319581461908167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/08/blackberry-is-suddenly-in-thing-now.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-6231344670012308088</id><published>2009-08-16T02:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:49:55.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This will be the next mobile phone that I'm gonna buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SocB_slwmJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kbsTO9bCAtc/s1600-h/lg-gd900-transparent-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SocB_slwmJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kbsTO9bCAtc/s400/lg-gd900-transparent-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370263274475526290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LG GD900 Crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's first transparent handset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't really support LG phones, but this phone is so goddamn chio that I can't resist the urge to buy it! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have not seen it in Singapore yet... I hope it comes faster!!!! Ahhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-6231344670012308088?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/6231344670012308088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=6231344670012308088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6231344670012308088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6231344670012308088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-gonna-be-next-mobile-phone-that.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SocB_slwmJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kbsTO9bCAtc/s72-c/lg-gd900-transparent-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-4826257433062334150</id><published>2009-08-13T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:17:12.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Those insurance telemarketers are really relentless in hardselling their products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why do the banks all have the SAME insurance company, selling the SAME products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received sales calls from the same company for the past 2 days, but they are attached to different banks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so freaking ANNOYED by them! Those telemarketers just can't stop talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, I DO NOT need extra coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, I DO NOT need to extend my coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, I DO NOT need coverage for my house or for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I'm just gonna call up those banks and get them to stop those annoying telemarketers from calling me altogether!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate sales calls and hard-selling! So if you are insurance agent or whatever so-called "financial planner", just PISS OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only person I ever will buy insurance or whatever savings plan from is my own financial advisor, and the last thing I need is those hard-sellers telling me "not to stick to only 1 advisor"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4826257433062334150?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4826257433062334150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4826257433062334150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4826257433062334150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4826257433062334150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/08/those-insurance-telemarketers-are.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-9219945751731635254</id><published>2009-08-12T15:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:27:59.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do skinny people always think that they are fat, and fat people always think that they are skinny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do rich people always think that they are poor, and poor people always think that they are rich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do smart people always think that they are dumb, and dumb people always think that they are smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do old people always think that they are young, and young people always think that they are old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do mature people always think that they are childish, and childish people always think that they are mature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do pretty people always think that they are ugly, and ugly people always think that they are pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, the irony.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-9219945751731635254?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/9219945751731635254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=9219945751731635254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9219945751731635254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9219945751731635254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-do-skinny-people-always-think-that.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-3910341121926765912</id><published>2009-08-03T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:13:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Planning for a short trip in October during my birthday week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know where to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Langkawi - Hotels are pricey&lt;br /&gt;2. Redang - Hotels are reasonably priced but lousy&lt;br /&gt;3. Tioman - Hotels are cheap and lousy&lt;br /&gt;4. Koh Kood - Difficult to get there&lt;br /&gt;5. Bintan - Again?!&lt;br /&gt;6. Stay in SG and find a nice hotel to getaway - Can someone spell B.O.R.I.N.G?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh... It's so difficult making a choice. HELP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3910341121926765912?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3910341121926765912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3910341121926765912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3910341121926765912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3910341121926765912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/08/planning-for-short-trip-in-october.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-3784485188304830042</id><published>2009-08-02T09:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T09:46:47.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent the last 2 sleepless nights reading this wonderful novel by Jodi Picoult, &lt;em&gt;My Sister's Keeper&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnTuD-Pz8aI/AAAAAAAAAQU/BqaPiA_Cb7s/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnTuD-Pz8aI/AAAAAAAAAQU/BqaPiA_Cb7s/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365174808121438626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tells a heart-wrenching story about a young girl who sues her parents for the right to make her own decisions about how her body is used when a kidney transplant is planned in order to save her older sister's life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twists in the novel is so unexpected that it caught me off the ground a couple of times. Plus, the ending is not quite what I expected... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely a read worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think there's a movie version for this novel. For those who doesn't like to read, maybe you could just catch the film.. And be armed with some tissue, just in case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-3784485188304830042?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/3784485188304830042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=3784485188304830042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3784485188304830042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/3784485188304830042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-spent-last-2-sleepless-nights-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnTuD-Pz8aI/AAAAAAAAAQU/BqaPiA_Cb7s/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-7388194031647100335</id><published>2009-07-30T14:03:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:45:38.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>London is really a shopping paradise. The only problem I encountered is that I always can't find the right sizes for the clothes I like! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a size 8, but all their clothes are like size 12 and above. It's so annoying! I need to gain weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there aren't many clothes in the right size for me, the resourceful me still managed to dig out some fab buys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite purchase has gotta be this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnFBYZMo77I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Dkyyvbg-5Os/s1600-h/DSC_0004_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnFBYZMo77I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Dkyyvbg-5Os/s400/DSC_0004_a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364140518511538098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally fabulous dress! Fell in love with it at first sight! Bought it at Primark. The first day I went there, they didn't have size 8. But I never give up! I went there again the next day, and can you imagine how happy I was when I finally found the freaking size 8? Hahaha!! And, it's dirt cheap too can! Only 13 pounds! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fab buy number 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnE7SnPlwJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/CU8Wc_QnctU/s1600-h/DSC_0002_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnE7SnPlwJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/CU8Wc_QnctU/s400/DSC_0002_a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364133822133026962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanel-inspired sling bag from River Island. This bag is kinda pricey, 24 pounds I think. But it's worth it! Hahaha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fab buy number 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnE9mI2MjFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ZzoQ33juUAw/s1600-h/DSC_0007_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnE9mI2MjFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ZzoQ33juUAw/s400/DSC_0007_a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364136356594093138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bling bling tank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, introducing my most treasured buy for this trip.... (Harry Potter fans watch out!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnE-O8_d7aI/AAAAAAAAAP8/GkmR4X53Zn8/s1600-h/DSC_0013_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnE-O8_d7aI/AAAAAAAAAP8/GkmR4X53Zn8/s400/DSC_0013_a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364137057786391970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-da! Hogwarts school crest and the crests of the 4 different houses! I'm a Gryffindor! Told you I found platform 9¾, went thru' it, met Professor McGonagall and she gave me these crests! =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable? Believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnE_cSIqgsI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Qq_S-VFZB0M/s1600-h/DSC03927_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnE_cSIqgsI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Qq_S-VFZB0M/s400/DSC03927_a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364138386312037058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7388194031647100335?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7388194031647100335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7388194031647100335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7388194031647100335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7388194031647100335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/07/london-is-really-shopping-paradise-for.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SnFBYZMo77I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Dkyyvbg-5Os/s72-c/DSC_0004_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-8420389581567811277</id><published>2009-07-29T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:39:33.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been drifting in and out of sleep for the past 1.5 days since I came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep sleeping non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I lie on my bed, I just drift off to sleep and won't wake up a few hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a sign of jetlag? Or is it that I'm just simply too tired? LOLs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I will try to post up all my fab buys from London. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh~ I really love London!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please date me only from next week onwards. I need this week for sleep-recuperation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-8420389581567811277?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/8420389581567811277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=8420389581567811277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8420389581567811277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/8420389581567811277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-been-drifting-in-and-out-of-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-9156344830690834218</id><published>2009-07-24T03:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T03:37:19.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's finally my last night here in Bradford! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished all the annoying assignments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the presentation tomorrow, we'll be going off to London!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooo~ Oxford Street, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be indulging myself a little by spending the last night in London in a very nice hotel, coupled with a nice room service dinner maybe. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaahaha! The price is darn expensive for a single room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't care! I love nice hotels and room service! LOLs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-9156344830690834218?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/9156344830690834218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=9156344830690834218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9156344830690834218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9156344830690834218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-finally-my-last-night-here-in.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-2005073968342288725</id><published>2009-07-23T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:31:37.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Unwrap me. Eat me. Love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/Smc9687ouTI/AAAAAAAAAPc/LLtVxGcGFQ0/s1600-h/DSC03899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/Smc9687ouTI/AAAAAAAAAPc/LLtVxGcGFQ0/s400/DSC03899.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361321964405831986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/Smc96odJL6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/LBdUrtdBnEc/s1600-h/DSC03898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/Smc96odJL6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/LBdUrtdBnEc/s400/DSC03898.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361321958909226914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with Thorntons chocolate that I can finish the entire bar in 15 minutes?! Gosh... I think I'm starting to grow horizontally!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-2005073968342288725?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/2005073968342288725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=2005073968342288725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2005073968342288725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2005073968342288725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/07/unwrap-me.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/Smc9687ouTI/AAAAAAAAAPc/LLtVxGcGFQ0/s72-c/DSC03899.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-2120144992011627561</id><published>2009-07-21T05:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T05:44:35.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow, I felt abit bummed about not being able to join the others in the Very Singer graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, there's no such thing as best of both worlds. I gain something, I sure will lose something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just depends which is more important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess right now, I just want to graduate and get a well-paying job, and save up for whatever future use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've so much goals in life right now, singing and music is no longer the priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really scary how fast I've changed. I almost couldn't keep up with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not that I'm giving up my passion... It has just moved down my priority list that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise after all, I'm not suited to that kinda environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a protected, naive, pampered mummy's girl that I can't stand the harsh reality of the outside world. I can't stand harsh comments, can't stand harsh judgement, can't stand harsh disappointments over and over again. Although I keep telling myself I can, but in truth, I really can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never stop crying over the most trivial things. I cry when I miss home. I cry when I miss mummy. I cry when I miss the boy. I cry when I'm far away from home. I cry when I'm stressed. I cry when I can't finish my assignments. I cry when I can't finish studying for my exams. I cry when people at work bully me. I cry when I fail my auditions. I cry when I kena cut by paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be constantly under the protection of my mom or my boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never grow to be someone strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just stay in my own comfort zone and just continue doing what I like in my own leisurely pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer chiong to acheive anything big. 'Coz I don't want to feel the heartache again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-2120144992011627561?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/2120144992011627561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=2120144992011627561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2120144992011627561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2120144992011627561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/07/somehow-i-felt-abit-bummed-about-not.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-1957392440847283788</id><published>2009-07-19T03:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T03:24:24.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's some sneak preview for my Paris trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav place has gotta be this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SmIfEgHbCmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8BP4Ikugz28/s1600-h/louvre_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SmIfEgHbCmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8BP4Ikugz28/s400/louvre_a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359880668725316194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musee du Louvre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh... Retracing the steps of DVC is fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the inverted pyramid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SmIf27jTPKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Zb0ktJ65Ps0/s1600-h/inverted+pyramid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SmIf27jTPKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Zb0ktJ65Ps0/s400/inverted+pyramid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359881535083461794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took so much photos in Louvre that they deserve a dedicated FB photo album all by themselves. Lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, DSLR D80 rocks! Love the pictures I took with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SmIg4msn6MI/AAAAAAAAAPE/6pwTm8X4Vkg/s1600-h/DSC_0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SmIg4msn6MI/AAAAAAAAAPE/6pwTm8X4Vkg/s400/DSC_0172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359882663356786882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artsy fartsy shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SmIg4nhvBwI/AAAAAAAAAPM/55541ez8eHQ/s1600-h/DSC_0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SmIg4nhvBwI/AAAAAAAAAPM/55541ez8eHQ/s400/DSC_0211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359882663579551490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Ferris Wheel with the Louvre Castle Garden behind and below us! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1957392440847283788?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1957392440847283788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1957392440847283788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1957392440847283788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1957392440847283788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/07/heres-some-sneak-preview-for-my-paris.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SmIfEgHbCmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8BP4Ikugz28/s72-c/louvre_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-7453592735636257488</id><published>2009-07-16T06:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T06:56:52.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally understand the feeling of those who went overseas to study all by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a difficult experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I get all the freedom in the world, but my time is all spent on attending classes, doing projects, eating and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So seriously boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Coz I'm so far away from home. I really do miss home a little, and I can't imagine how much I will miss home when the boy goes back this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I'm such a dependent person. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the mad rush to end so I can go London to shop like crazy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I so wanna go home.... My mom's nagging suddenly seem so nice to hear.. Lols...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-7453592735636257488?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/7453592735636257488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=7453592735636257488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7453592735636257488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/7453592735636257488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-finally-understand-feeling-of-those.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-2458522818481356771</id><published>2009-07-12T08:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:19:32.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 1am in England, and I'm still awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like it's such a rare ocassion that I'm awake at this time... I usually sleep at 3 or 4am in SG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining outside, temperature's dropped, and I'm feeling kinda depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are my vacations.... No more waking up to nothing in the world. No more soft soft big big beds with warm quilt for me to bury myself in... No more big and nice bath tub with jacuzzi... No more satellite TV right in front of my bed for me to flip thru all the channels till I fall asleep. No more wondering through town and walking so much that I could prolly hit a gold medal in the next walkathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm upset for the wrong reason. The boy says that my university's apartment is 10 times better than the one he stayed in when he was studying in New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is small, the toilet is pathetic. The shower is only a fixed wall shower head with nothing-ness!!!!!!! Doesn't even have a movable and proper shower head. The wash basin is small, there is no place for me to put my toiletries.... OMG.. Sighhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed is so smalllllll it's the size of a super single.... I've never slept on a bed smaller than a queen size before!!! It's really an agony to be sleeping in such a small bed in which every angle you turn, you fear rolling off the bed. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhh... I know I'm freaking whine-y. Just ignore me. I guess it's just the stress kicking in..... I've 2 full freaking reports to submit in 2 weeks' time and I've not started a single word on either of them. Gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for those who are waiting for the photos, I've uploaded them on my facebook. You can still browse my photos even though you're not in my friends list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only halfway thru uploading my Germany photos... There are just too much photos to sort out.... We took almost 400-500 pictures for each day. o_O The supersonic shutter speed of DSLR. LOLs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-2458522818481356771?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/2458522818481356771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=2458522818481356771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2458522818481356771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/2458522818481356771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-1am-in-england-and-im-still-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-4495398831485576840</id><published>2009-07-05T04:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T04:30:30.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally in Paris... After 6 hours on the road... With all the stupid changing of their uber messy subway network all the way from Frankfurt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.... Now I seriously enjoy the comfy and darn convenient public transport system that Singapore has. Hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The metro stations in Paris have like endless amount of stairs to climb, and looks like some haunted place or some place where crime will take place. LOLs. Scary experience.... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm staying in this fabulous serviced apartment which has a kitchenette complete with all cooking utensils, cutleries and a dishwasher! There's also free internet access (so here I am blogging) and lotsa bistro just downstairs. Surrounding my block has got like so many nice antique looking buildings. And people here don't like to draw their curtains or close their windows, so I can totally see inside their houses and see what they are doing! -_-" And yes, a fat ang moh opposite is doing his ironing, topless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go hit the showers now. Will be back to blog more and maybe post some photos! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4495398831485576840?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4495398831485576840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4495398831485576840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4495398831485576840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4495398831485576840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-finally-in-paris.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-1243072750714920781</id><published>2009-07-02T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:25:20.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Speed blogging here, 'coz we are rushing off to Mainz for our cruise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending almost an entire day on plane, we're finally in Deutschland aka Germany!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog soon again! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-1243072750714920781?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/1243072750714920781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=1243072750714920781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1243072750714920781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/1243072750714920781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/07/speed-blogging-here-coz-we-are-rushing.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-6510364697851586896</id><published>2009-06-29T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:28:49.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm kinda stressed out these 2 weeks due to the upcoming exam and my Europe trip immediately the day after my exam ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing, mugging, planning, more packing, more mugging, more planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I have my lovely boy to help me with the planning. I must have done some marvellously good deeds in my previous life to deserve someone like him. Hee~ &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stupid exam is like tomorrow, and it's Math-related (my greatest nemesis). Hopefully I can scrape through this paper so I don't have to retake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leaving Singapore in less than 48 hours time, and I'm only halfway through my packing. T_T I foresee a sleepless night tomorrow... *snoreee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sorry if I missed catching up with you before leaving. Those whom I did not manage to catch up with... Shall see you all in the nearrrr future (right, ZT?) =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, some things happened recently which just proves that my theory is right. =) So much for all the "gimmicks"... Some things are just not meant to be... Thank goodness I did not waste my time and effort to join in the fruitless fiasco. LOLs. =P (Yes, I'm a meanie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be posting my next entry in Deutschland! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-6510364697851586896?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/6510364697851586896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=6510364697851586896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6510364697851586896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/6510364697851586896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-kinda-stressed-out-these-2-weeks-due.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-32960106976626902</id><published>2009-06-24T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T03:17:09.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Late night rants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost didn't feel wanna come home tonight. 'Coz I don't wanna come back to a home that doesn't give me any warmth or welcoming feeling. Sometimes, I suffer from severe mood swings: being super happy when outside with friends versus being super unhappy when coming home to a bunch of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to forgive and forget when almost every night you are having the same nightmares about your childhood? How to move on when nothing else in your life is moving on? How to break away from this life when you are born and bred in this very life? Everyone has been asking me if I'm feeling excited about going to Europe, and everytime I give the politically correct answer: Yes. But in actual fact, I'm feeling kinda mixed up inside. I look forward to it, but not overly excited about it. I look forward to getting away from home for so long, but at the same time, I'm not feeling good about something which I have no idea what is it about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a lot of courage. I need alot of reassurance to do the things I've never done before, to face the challenges ahead of me. I'm weak. I've been crying to myself alot these days, and for what I've no idea. I don't know what's bothering me. I don't know what's making me this unhappy. Nothing seem to be able to cheer me up. Not shopping, not games, not money, not singing, not the trip. I think I'm going mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to accept fate. But how many of us has actually learn to do it? Why preach something that you can't even practice yourself? Accepting fate means accepting the fact that I'm like this forever. Useless and half-pail in whatever I do. Career? I don't see a path illuminated for me. Singing? I seriously sucks at it. Piano? Half-pail. I really don't know what I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really just want to go away and never come back. I want to stay somewhere far from all these nonsense, far from my own life. Yes, I hate my life THIS much. My life sucks to the max. And don't try to argue that with me 'coz you are not the one living my life. And if I ever have that much courage, I would have ended my life like NOW. Jump down from the window of my 15th floor bedroom and just be gone from the face of this Earth and hope to reincarnate to be born in a proper family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people dream to make themselves feel happier 'coz in their real life, they feel lousy. But even my dreams are mostly nightmares. Even my dreams refuse to give me something good and nice to dream about. Why give me nightmares of my days at my nanny's place? Why give me nightmares of all the unpleasant things that happened before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live a normal people life. I really want to. I want to have a real place where I can really call home. I want to feel real family warmth. I want to feel unconditional family love. I want a proper family. I don't want all the riches in the world. I don't want anything luxurious. I don't even mind staying in a house made of mud. I just want a proper family. I want coming home everyday to warm welcomes, mom's loving dinner, dad's words of encouragement, sister's bickering with me, family chatterings at the dinner table. I don't want coming home to the cold and hard walls, no dinner, mom's incessant frustrations and naggings and complaints..... Sometimes I just felt that I'd had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy doesn't understand all these 'coz he hasn't been thru the shit I've been thru. I really envy his family. Sometimes I would imagine how nice it would be if they were my real family, to be their daughter. How I would give up everything to exchange for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just doesn't understand how many years of pent-up frustrations I have in me. How many years of misery I've endured. My anger is not because of 1 or 2 bad things she'd done, but for what she'd decided along my path of growing up which had moulded my life. 1 bad decision is equivalent to 1 hatred for her. And she'd made countless of bad decisions since the day I was born, including the decision to give birth to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of fixing back the pieces when the scars can never be healed? What's the point of being sorry to me when she doesn't even feel sorry for the things she'd done? What's the point of trying so hard to find back the bond which is already long gone? Gone the moment she threw the first harsh word at me. Gone the moment when she still wants to find the cane to hit me at the age of 20. Gone the moment when she made the first decision on her own to her own benefits without sparing a thought for me. Gone the moment when she decides to leave me at my nanny's place for as long as she could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath all the glam lies a sad past.... Which regardless how hard I try, can never be forgotten...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-32960106976626902?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/32960106976626902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=32960106976626902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/32960106976626902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/32960106976626902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/06/late-night-rants.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</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-5151780.post-9055498025110001403</id><published>2009-06-19T12:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:06:56.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My tagboard is still not functioning normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still banned from tagging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am trying to answer everyone's tag before I start my post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad_galgal: i do not have alot of savings, just tat i don't have alot to spend on and my social activities doesn't incur high expenses. u cld just try to cut down on ur spending so u wun be struggling lor. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shijie: oh ya hor... nvr realise my want list is outdated le.. =P more LV for u? pls send me ur orders if any. lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AweL: wheeee~! come come, pack ur bags and fly! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going back to the boy's hometown with him this weekend. Just a nice short getaway from all the nonsense going on at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've sort of like a love-hate relationship with my dad. After all these years of disappearance, I just can't pretend that I don't hate him. Because of him, my mom has to send me away to nanny's and because of him, I can't have a normal family like everyone else. But after all, he is the one sponsoring my air ticket to Europe, so I can't bring myself to hate him that much either. But satisfying my monetary needs doesn't write off the emotional debts he owed me throughout my entire childhood and teenagehood. So... I really don't know. I just know I don't feel happy when seeing him and grandma. I don't wanna be reminded of the unhappy memories whenever I see them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 12 more days, I'll be on the plane on my way to Europe! I'll be flying to Frankfurt first, and will be going to France and Netherlands! Will be spending 2 weeks in my university... Hope the experience will be nice! Wheeee~~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, I have to clear my exam first! *ROARRRRRRRRRRRR*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugging, mugging, mugging.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I saw this uberly cute dog the other day I was visiting a pet shop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SjsaSkXN98I/AAAAAAAAAOs/LhtAvfm2BSs/s1600-h/DSC03313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SjsaSkXN98I/AAAAAAAAAOs/LhtAvfm2BSs/s400/DSC03313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348897888733624258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONGUE hanging out when sleeping! How cute is that?!?!?! LOLS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-9055498025110001403?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/9055498025110001403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=9055498025110001403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9055498025110001403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/9055498025110001403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-tagboard-is-still-not-functioning.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDj8tlgT0m0/SjsaSkXN98I/AAAAAAAAAOs/LhtAvfm2BSs/s72-c/DSC03313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5151780.post-4540888711642342852</id><published>2009-06-17T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:27:51.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most ambitious women are scheming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would stoop to anything to bring others down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda sad that I do not have the wits to fight against such women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So most of the time, I would just pull myself to a safety distance and watch the cross-fire from afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if the bullet still hits me although I'm far from the cross-fire, the revenge I would return is 10 times more scary than anyone could have imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I would not fight back physically. But it will be a psychological war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless how high your status are, how famous you are, how rich and powerful you are, I will not respect you if you do not earn my respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a backbone so scarily strong that you can do nothing to break it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not and never is a scheming person. I am what you see I am. I do not understand how people can think otherwise of what they see in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, those who think I'm scheming are the ones who are scheming themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5151780-4540888711642342852?l=lishire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/feeds/4540888711642342852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5151780&amp;postID=4540888711642342852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4540888711642342852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5151780/posts/default/4540888711642342852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lishire.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-ambitious-women-are-scheming.html' title=''/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04680030222416162671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
