<?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-7519732</id><updated>2011-09-29T06:19:35.279+08:00</updated><category term='when words dont say it all'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='just thinking about it.'/><category term='sleepy tuesday'/><category term='torn'/><category term='thursday'/><category term='supper'/><category term='Late nights'/><category term='Lighthouse'/><category term='Girl&apos;s Night Out- MOS'/><category term='lost with words'/><category term='no words.'/><category term='Thai Disco'/><category term='Monday'/><category term='so many things'/><category term='Last Night'/><category term='many a times'/><category term='As a friend'/><category term='exams are so not loved.'/><category term='Claudia&apos;s 18th bday'/><category term='hectic'/><category term='IFC'/><category term='yet another day.'/><category term='rush hour - assignments'/><category term='figure of speech?'/><category term='Wednesday'/><category term='sleepy'/><title type='text'>empty text</title><subtitle type='html'>an empty dream in text
a nameless emotion
an expression of love
an angry, maddened notion

meaningless lines on paper
being destroyed and made
expressing a fantasy
more than words could have said

a holder of miracles
scratch, fold and scrunch
a vessel of expression
i even wrap your lunch

wood, clay and graphite
a world i can make
broken, chewed and shaved
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Its such a boring weekend! Hmmm..... i need to find something that i can do to kill time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5678199752212091700?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5678199752212091700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5678199752212091700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-bored-tired-and-feeling-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-585307318169509059</id><published>2009-06-21T03:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T04:04:10.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Four more days to go and i'll be in shopper's paradise Thailand enjoying my night and day at shopping malls and night bazzars! Not forgetting all the yummy hot and spicy food that i am forever craving for. I've been couting down since the day landed back in Sg from my Thailand trip in April. So what if i went in Apirl? Cant i go again? Its freaking Thailand man! Haha I cant believe 12days in Thailand with loads of shopping and eatting to be done. So many places i wanna go and so many things i wanna buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough of Thailand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hanging out with the guys recently and we've been making stupid decisions. Just two days ago they came over to my place for drinks, we ended up watching Talking Cock (must watch!) and Dumbo (yes yes its my idea) than at 7am Jon said "wouldn't it be shiok to drink at the beach?" and Zai replied "ok ah! come lets go!" So we got ready and we headed out. Went to Pionner to Ramesh place cos he had to get changed and that's when the alcohol level dropped and we started asking ourselves "what the hell are we thinking?!?!" Reached Sentosa at 11am and it started to pour but we couldnt be bothered so we just carried on drinking and drinking and drinking and at 145pm we started to pack up cos i had class at 330pm. Reach class half drunk/sleepy/sun burnt and thinking "what in the world is my lecutrer saying?" best part it was accoutning class and i had a hard time staying up and figuring what was he saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never go to accouting class half drunk/sleepy cos you'll have a hard time figuring out what the hell is your lecturer saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pictures on fb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-585307318169509059?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/585307318169509059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/585307318169509059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/06/four-more-days-to-go-and-ill-be-in.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-4795834571306102233</id><published>2009-06-17T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:53:20.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its a happy happy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-4795834571306102233?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4795834571306102233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4795834571306102233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-happy-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-1952107892532972526</id><published>2009-06-12T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:47:21.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant get enough of Red Thread for those who think its a dumb show, its totally not but you have to keep watching if not you'll miss out on alot. I cant believed i actually cried to the 30mins drama. Its damn touching and very thrilling to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13days to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-1952107892532972526?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1952107892532972526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1952107892532972526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-get-enough-of-red-thread-for.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-2585050806963982749</id><published>2009-06-09T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:41:23.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>16 days to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stressed out with my stupid assignments and my group mates. Its like we're going nowhere and no one's doing anything. Why do i always have to end up with this kida group mates? Sometimes i wonder and i still cant find the answers to my questions. Its like we have so many assignments due but then no one is taking time off to do research for it. Haix....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-2585050806963982749?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2585050806963982749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2585050806963982749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/06/16-days-to-go-im-so-stressed-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8637798648016805502</id><published>2009-06-08T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:26:39.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost BB Anges B wallet. Even though he didnt kill me or scold me, i feel really bad about it. Reason to how i lost it... Simple! Drink, Drank, Dead Drunk = lost of wallet. Now i have to go to Lavender to make a new IC which will cost me a freaking one hundred dollars and i also have to pay a twenty dollars fee for the replacement of my debit card. I also lost one hundred and fifty dollars in cash and now i am so damn broke. So in total, i "threw away" four hundred and seventy dollars (wallet = 200, ic = 100, debit card = 20, cash = 150) and i'm done to ZERO dollars for the whole month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 days to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8637798648016805502?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8637798648016805502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8637798648016805502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-lost-bb-anges-b-wallet.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8837551776402345995</id><published>2009-06-03T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:50:14.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just wanna say that "I Hate You" but then deep down i cant express how much I love you. I'm just thankful that even after everything that we've been through, this relationship is still standing strong and working towards a better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- thankful for loving me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8837551776402345995?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8837551776402345995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8837551776402345995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-i-just-wanna-say-that-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5132301839373134430</id><published>2009-05-30T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:01:10.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My face feels so refreshed after using the mask. I wish everyday my face would feel so soft and smooth. OMG! Now i feel so bimbo. I finally change my flight dats from 11 july-20 july to 26 june - 07 july and i'm so happy about it cos i'll be in Thailand for 12 long days and best still the date is coming sooner and sooner so that means S-H-O-P-P-I-N-G! YAY! But then again, there's another problem to be sloved... 12 days is really way way too long so i'm have a hard time to think of what i can do there. I dont know why but i just feel really excited for my trip maybe its because Baby is going too and its like a first holiday together. And may there be many more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now about school... there's so many that needs to be done and i dont know where should i start from. So many assginments and projects and i'm thinking how am i suppose to get about doing it. I have so many ideas that i want to share with my group mates but its like all they do is just say "ok, can" or just nodd their heads and not answer. And i'm afraid if i voice out, it might offend them. I know all these are common feelings when it comes to group work but i dont know why i just feel this way. Maybe its because in my mind i need to pass badly so i "die die" must do a good job for the projects/presentations. This is just so stressful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What needs to be done :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food and Beverage Mgmt - proposal/menu : Half way&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accounting And Financing : Its placed at the back of my head cos i hate numbers (gotta do sth about it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Communication Mgmt - Written, presentation slides : Not done yet cos i keep forgetting, gathering info&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Case Studies : Ermmm..... I cant even remember what's the topic about. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;By looking at this, all i can say to myself is "I BETTER BUCK UP BIG TIME!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok enough of school and more school i'm about to blog about something which somemore will go "huh? sure anot?" I'm currently very very interested in Foot Reflexlogy and i have not clue of what so ever why. I just think that its really cool that different parts of your sole and foot connects with different parts of your body and how some say it helps to keep you healthy. I recently went to this shop at Toa Payoh Central and tried this massage. Reasons to why i choose that shop was because for the past 2years everytime i pass by that place, its always full house so i wanted to try and see if its good. Secondly, i have never tried it before so i just wanted to satisfy my curosity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i went with Rosa for the 40 mintues - $28 and there's only one word which can describe it and its "WOW!" it felt like the best thing ever and it was so relaxing. Because of that, i've sort of become addicted to it. So for those who want a good foot massage and a cheap one go to Toa Payoh Central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341306937833484114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SiAiXEnk71I/AAAAAAAAA3U/cAYIPjYsl7Y/s320/foot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5132301839373134430?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5132301839373134430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5132301839373134430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-face-feels-so-refreshed-after-using.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SiAiXEnk71I/AAAAAAAAA3U/cAYIPjYsl7Y/s72-c/foot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-1341814151530903660</id><published>2009-05-23T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:51:30.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! I cant believe that school life has been good to me. I finally have a group for all my project based assignments and i'm happy about it. School hasnt been that boring but rather fun. I cant wait to go to thailand soon soon soon cos the week that i booked my ticket, i have presentations so i think i'm gonna change it to somewhere next month so the ealier the better so i can do MORE SHOPPING! hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-1341814151530903660?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1341814151530903660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1341814151530903660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-i-cant-believe-that-school-life-has.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-2472704829006963282</id><published>2009-05-11T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:47:48.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging lately and it's because i'm just too lazy to go to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;www.blogger.com&lt;/a&gt; to login.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 2 starts today and i feel so sucky cos i hate school to the core. Reason why... cos i dont know anyone in my class and everyone thinks i'm a loser or some sort. My class is just so sucky but i guess i just have to deal with it huh and to add on to me misery, its Accounting class today and i totally SUCK at maths or rather anything that has to do with numbers and signs. I hope term 2 will be better than term 1 so i wont hate going to school and maybe just maybe i'll pass my damn diploma and get on with it which has been dragging for like a freaking two years. Sometimes i just wanna give up on studying but if only i could. Arghhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-2472704829006963282?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2472704829006963282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2472704829006963282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-havent-been-blogging-lately-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7858558566057497769</id><published>2009-04-07T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T02:34:38.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;I've never felt so alone before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;I'm dissapointed in myself and everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;I'm on the verge of giving up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;I feel like a total wreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;I feel so hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Are you happy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Are you saying i've not done my best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Are you thinking of the "what ifs"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Are you gonna leave just like before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;You want an over night change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;I want to take it slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;You want whats best for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;I want what best suits me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Should i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Should i not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Are you not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;What if I . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Would you be happier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7858558566057497769?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7858558566057497769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7858558566057497769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-never-felt-so-alone-before-im.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5623940421576012721</id><published>2009-04-03T13:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:58:41.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog has been so dead for the past few weeks cos ive been too lazy to post anything. Rach is back in town and im off to Thailand next week for Sonkrang in Chiang Mai! WoohOoo.... I cant wait to go there and shop and its been on my mind since like forever but the saddest part is i dont know how much allowance is my dad gonna give me to shop there. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting online with Rosa last night and she was telling me that she's still finding a place to rent so she was asking if she can rent one of my rooms. I talked to dad this morning about it and he was saying it sounds good but have to wait cos the other room is occupied with someone. I hope all goes well then at least i have company whenever im home cos the guy roommate that i have is practically like a ghost. Sometimes in a week i dont even see him in the hse but he's home and my hse isnt that big. He stays in his room all day and does practically everything in there but he's a working guy lah like in his 30s or 40s so we dont talk much. Wait actually... we dont even talk lah unless something spoil then i ask him if can fix or what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy is coming back soon i guess cos he called me and is getting me some stuff from Phils. Actually i kinda like it that my parents are overseas cos when they come back, i get more stuff which is way cheaper than Sg but then again very lonely lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a wishlist which i die die must get/do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Pass my freaking driving&lt;br /&gt;2) Save up money to get that "oh so pretty... i want" Fendi Technocolour Logo which cost a freaking $1.5K&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SdWkgCVnowI/AAAAAAAAA3E/VJ9FFStBrYs/s1600-h/SNC00184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SdWkgCVnowI/AAAAAAAAA3E/VJ9FFStBrYs/s320/SNC00184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320339405098427138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Holiday with Daddy to somewhere nice for a few days - bonding. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*mummy/daddy please buy me the fendi technocolour logo bag. pretty pls. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5623940421576012721?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5623940421576012721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5623940421576012721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-blog-has-been-so-dead-for-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SdWkgCVnowI/AAAAAAAAA3E/VJ9FFStBrYs/s72-c/SNC00184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5726636339256908879</id><published>2009-03-20T07:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T07:50:18.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think by 10am, my head will go completely blank and my eyes will pop out. I didnt even get some shut eye and i think the cause of it was the hazelnut gelato from some shop at 6th avenue cant remember what shop is it. I think i wont even fall asleep later in the day cos my mind is so awake but my eyes feel as though its gonna pop out anytime soon. Here i am at 7:48am blogging with my eyes hurting and waiting for Mel to come pick me up and go to my work place. The best part is... I dont even know if there's any work for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna stop here if not ill close my eyes and never wake up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5726636339256908879?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5726636339256908879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5726636339256908879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-by-10am-my-head-will-go.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-2037504791835120479</id><published>2009-03-18T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:10:56.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes i just dont understand humans and the brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-2037504791835120479?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2037504791835120479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2037504791835120479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-i-just-dont-understand-humans.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-9000325564217011920</id><published>2009-03-14T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T16:39:35.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM UNHAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... some of you must be wondering why should i be unhappy right cos i got myself a new camera and mp3 player so i should be happily playing with them. Well... I shall rant on all about it here! My cam is working pretty fine but the thing that is making me flare up is the damn mp3 player. Why? cos i tried to put in songs since 1pm just now and the damn program says "no player connected" and the best part is, my mp3 has that charging/connect sign on and the light is on too. So i gave it some rest and i tried again and this time i uninstalled the program and pluged in the player again waiting for that "removeable hardware" thingy to detect but nothing came out! So i figured... no point installing the disk right cos if its dected, it will show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm given two options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Go to Baby's place and see if it works there&lt;br /&gt;2: Go to Creative and ask whats wrong with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i had an option three but i decided not to think about it cos it might just make me more fed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Throw/hit the player (wait for a miricale to happen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im looking out of my window and the sky is half dark/half bright so i am wondering "is it gonna rain?" I think the weather is making me sleepy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-9000325564217011920?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/9000325564217011920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/9000325564217011920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-unhappy-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-4406965412427883873</id><published>2009-03-13T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:09:13.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im a happy girl bcos i got to shop for 2days... Yay! Went to the BodyShop sale ytd with Claud and the rest and OMG it was super duper packed and i couldn't seen a thing cos im like damn short. Got some stuff and the IT fair was on so i sweet-talked Claud into going to the IT fair today and she agree. I got myself a new cam so this means MORE PICTURES provided im not too lazy to post them up and i also got a proper mp3 even though its pink, its ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is having his outfield so heres another boring Friday for me.. Boo HOo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-4406965412427883873?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4406965412427883873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4406965412427883873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-happy-girl-bcos-i-got-to-shop-for.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-3820132705048520892</id><published>2009-03-12T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:09:09.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having a really bad throat and my nose is killing me. Oh did i also mention that i have a HUGE zit on my face and its like in the process of exploding. Cool eh? Im meeting Tasha, Malik and Claud later to go to Suntec for the BodyShop sale then after that i think im headed back to the shop for some training and then at night i have classes. I think my boss thinks we havent studied enough thats why put me and my colleagues in night classes which is from 730-10pm. Haha... Im kidding its come National Coaching Accreditation Programme(NCAP) and luckily, those who are going for it are the ones who make classes fun. But then again ah... the timing is really sooo sooo sooo late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways gtg need to go get ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-3820132705048520892?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3820132705048520892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3820132705048520892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/03/having-really-bad-throat-and-my-nose-is.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7181257931237510852</id><published>2009-03-09T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:31:59.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sleepy Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7181257931237510852?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7181257931237510852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7181257931237510852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleepy-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5142826092414753448</id><published>2009-03-04T04:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T05:28:00.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'VE FALLEN SO IN LOVE WITH THIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/Sa2gTnEOEEI/AAAAAAAAA28/f1i2o-CTitc/s1600-h/180241760_tp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/Sa2gTnEOEEI/AAAAAAAAA28/f1i2o-CTitc/s320/180241760_tp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309075794504323138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This pin features Dumbo seated on a blue cloud. Timothy appears to be sleeping on his left leg. Dumbo wears a yellow hat and has a red and yellow collar. On the background, there are 3 stars, one yellow, one blue and one pink and on the top, on a pink background the name DUMBO is spelled in blue. This is part of a series of 12 pins that were given to Disney® Cast Members for trading with guests beginning in 2005. This pin is from the Disneyland® Resort Paris (DLRP) Refresh Lanyard (Cast Lanyard) Series 1 Collection. This pin is only available initially by trading with a Disney Cast Member.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this on Ebay and i'm so IN LOVE with it! Someone PLS PLS PLS get this for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stayed up all night playing msn games with Rach and now she went off to bed and here i am all alone with nothing to do. I wont say i'm not tired because I am very tired and my eyes are starting to try up and hurt but I just cant seem to get off the internet and off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing through the Yahoo news and i found some  interesting stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(THE NEXT FEW LINES/PARAGRAPHES ARE ABOUT RANDOM NEWS) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S GONNA BE BORING BUT YOU'LL LEARN SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="clr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ladyboy lizards use transvestite trickery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;Young male lizards in South Africa imitate females to fool aggressive older males into leaving them alone, in an example of transvestism in the natural world, researchers have found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lizards not only avoid fights but gain access to females under the nose of their more macho rivals, the South African and Australian researchers discovered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They found that young male Augrabies flat lizards delayed displaying the extravagant coloration of sexually-mature males until they were able to defend themselves adequately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Experienced males will chase and bite their young rivals," said associate professor Martin Whiting of Johannesburg's University of the Witwatersrand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"By delaying the onset of colour to a more convenient period, these males, termed she-males, are making the best of a bad situation."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Australian National University associate professor Scott Keogh said opting to become transvestites for a period offered young males a dual advantage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"They can avoid potentially dangerous bouts with dominant males and still have access to normally inaccessible females," he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, as with large hands and an Adam's apple in the human world, there is a flaw in the lizards' transvestite transformation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dominant males can detect transvestite's male hormones with their sensitive tongues, even if they are taken in by their female appearance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;University of Sydney researcher Jonathan Webb said this meant the she-males needed to be nimble to avoid advances from dominant males smitten by their fake female allure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Males are fooled by looks, but not by scent," he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"She-males are able to maintain this deception by staying one step ahead of a prying male, and thereby avoiding a nosey tongue that might give the game away."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/Sa2XNwyr7uI/AAAAAAAAA20/62Gj8O-VQYM/s1600-h/2791719628-ladyboy-lizards-use-transvestite-trickery-researchers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/Sa2XNwyr7uI/AAAAAAAAA20/62Gj8O-VQYM/s320/2791719628-ladyboy-lizards-use-transvestite-trickery-researchers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309065798431272674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5142826092414753448?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5142826092414753448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5142826092414753448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-stayed-up-all-night-playing-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/Sa2gTnEOEEI/AAAAAAAAA28/f1i2o-CTitc/s72-c/180241760_tp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8298053364418511740</id><published>2009-03-03T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T16:41:42.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been raining these few days and the weather is extremly cold. If only Singapore had the four seasons than, it would be perfect but too bad Sg is usually hot and humid. Thats why its such a boring place to be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been doing much these past two weeks just slacking at home and watching tons of movies/dramas and mostly Facebook-ing. In the past Facebook wasn't that popular but now, its like a booming "online-meet-up-place" and it's really fun not like Friendster. I guess everyone should start using it and leave boring old Friendster to rot... Haha. There are so many games to play on Fb and so many things to see and you can surf and surf and surf fb for the longest hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah... I sound like i'm trying to promote Fb like that... I'm not ah but its really fun. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8298053364418511740?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8298053364418511740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8298053364418511740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-raining-these-few-days-and.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-6304908842444398141</id><published>2009-02-27T01:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T01:42:09.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SabT__yJlMI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nK_aePHU3mo/s1600-h/th_PL126Kids-Kissing-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SabT__yJlMI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nK_aePHU3mo/s320/th_PL126Kids-Kissing-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307162307309704386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"I’ve kissed a guy... I’ve kissed guys. I just haven’t felt that thing.... That thing... that moment when you kiss someone and everything around you becomes hazy, and the only thing in focus is you and this person. And you realize that that person is the only person you’re supposed to kiss for the rest of your life. And for one moment you get this amazing gift. And you wanna laugh and you wanna cry, ‘cause you feel so lucky that you’ve found it, and so scared that it’ll go away all at the same time."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;-&lt;span class="small-text"&gt;Drew Barrymore; from the movie "Never Been Kissed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-6304908842444398141?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6304908842444398141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6304908842444398141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-kissed-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SabT__yJlMI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nK_aePHU3mo/s72-c/th_PL126Kids-Kissing-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-6266444550358872752</id><published>2009-02-20T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:55:04.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;JUST TO SAY "I LOVE YOU" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-6266444550358872752?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6266444550358872752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6266444550358872752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-to-say-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-4674306216884254207</id><published>2009-02-17T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:43:36.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so proud of myself! I managed to wake up this morning and go for my 830am class. Yay me! I thought today was a full day lesson cos the time table wrote 830am-1130am then 1215pm-315pm i only realised that there are actually 2sessions which means you can either attend the morning or afternoon class but luckily i attened the morning one cos there were only like 10 or less people. After class i headed to town to get my bag and i started to panic big time cos i went to the other departmental stores asking for the bag with the colour i wanted and all repiled me with "sorry all sold out." I tired like 3places and i wanted to wanted to walk over to OG then i remembered that Paragon carries DKNY so i tried my luck and YAY i got the bag! I didnt expect it to be able to fill all my school stuff i can put like my books, water bottle, jacket and all my other nonsense in and there's still place. I am so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bag (FYI its all sold out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrL3hTE7DI/AAAAAAAAA1c/wQ29fG0CFME/s1600-h/SNC00044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrL3hTE7DI/AAAAAAAAA1c/wQ29fG0CFME/s320/SNC00044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303775665873808434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrL3Eo7XeI/AAAAAAAAA1U/HBv-GWrNtuI/s1600-h/SNC00045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrL3Eo7XeI/AAAAAAAAA1U/HBv-GWrNtuI/s320/SNC00045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303775658180828642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karlson's going back to Aussie tormorrow and i sure will miss him a whole lot! I think i need to start saving up money and go visit my cousins. Maybe before he goes back i'll go look him up cos his flight is in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some random pics i took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrMvWyisNI/AAAAAAAAA2E/3YskOXPgw8Y/s1600-h/n630608493_1540625_7726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrMvWyisNI/AAAAAAAAA2E/3YskOXPgw8Y/s320/n630608493_1540625_7726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303776625125667026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrMvd9mA3I/AAAAAAAAA18/D76f7scCBNU/s1600-h/SNC00034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrMvd9mA3I/AAAAAAAAA18/D76f7scCBNU/s320/SNC00034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303776627051070322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrMua3AJYI/AAAAAAAAA10/9oavzmaIyZY/s1600-h/SNC00042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrMua3AJYI/AAAAAAAAA10/9oavzmaIyZY/s320/SNC00042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303776609038247298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrMuObk-yI/AAAAAAAAA1s/WsqoEzafhJ4/s1600-h/SNC00041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrMuObk-yI/AAAAAAAAA1s/WsqoEzafhJ4/s320/SNC00041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303776605701995298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrMt0GFxDI/AAAAAAAAA1k/lDr8FrC56nQ/s1600-h/SNC00039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrMt0GFxDI/AAAAAAAAA1k/lDr8FrC56nQ/s320/SNC00039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303776598632547378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if your wondering, yes that is my cousin, he's half indian/chinese and he's just a year older than me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-4674306216884254207?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4674306216884254207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4674306216884254207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-so-proud-of-myself-i-managed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZrL3hTE7DI/AAAAAAAAA1c/wQ29fG0CFME/s72-c/SNC00044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8785569072197393941</id><published>2009-02-17T01:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T01:14:16.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so tired from all the walking and shopping that i did today with Karlson but i just cant seem to get to sleep. My stomach feels really bad and i feel like puking everything out. I've gotta get up at 6am and get ready for class but i have no idea if i can make it cos i'm still awake. Met up with Karlson today after Econs class and we or rather i did some shopping. I finally got my shorts and plain tops that i've been eyeing on and it felt great to shop after a really long time. After shopping, we went to Haji Lane for Seesha and just slacked and talked about crap and family stuff. It was good to hang out with him cos he's going back to Aussie on Wed and i dont think i'll get to see him. He comes back to Sg almost every 2years so i guess the next time i'm gonna see him again is in 2011. Anyways i saw this really nice looking DKNY bag and i was suppose to get it today but Karlson said if i was gonna buy it, he wont shop with me anymore so i've decided to get it later after class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll go try and get some sleep. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8785569072197393941?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8785569072197393941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8785569072197393941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-so-tired-from-all-walking-and.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8030591586610171875</id><published>2009-02-13T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:28:22.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My day was rather not so meaning full cos i did not attend my IT class but i did go to school. The reason why i did not attend class was because, my class is based on lecture notes and i dont have one cos i didnt attend the first lesson as i overslept and so i went to school early today to ask for the book but they asked me to come back on Monday cos their store is under renovation and the books are locked in another room so thats why i decided not to go cos i dont know anyone in class so i cant share a book. Lame excuse i know but what to do. So i made myself useful by going down to Plaza Singapura and service my stupid phone. Got it done but i'm very sure the same problem is gonna happen again cos this is the second time i've serviced it for the same problem. I'm trying to get my dad to get me the Nokia E71 and i very much do hope that he gets it for me. I know the phone is so business like, like a blackberry but i'm so in love with it even though the camera sucks but who cares!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8030591586610171875?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8030591586610171875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8030591586610171875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-day-was-rather-not-so-meaning-full.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8796128011604363085</id><published>2009-02-12T23:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:44:19.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where do i start now lets see.... I've started my re modules and i have been going to class lately which totally sucks because i know no one and no one knows me, i sit alone in class which is two seats from the front and i go to smoke breaks alone and the best part is, i feel like a total geek/loser in every single class oh... and the other best part is I HAVE FREAKING 7 MODULES to retake. Yay me! I haven't been to work lately cos of school and yeah can i say that i dont really have a job anymore cos all the new trainees are taking my freaking job did i also mention that my boss has been holding on to the payslips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... thats life and i have to deal with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another 2days, its gonna be Valentine's day or rather lovey dovey day which to me is just another day or rather just another boring/lazy Saturday.  Sometimes i dont understand why people especially girls get so worked up about it, is it because of all the presents and love you get from your boyfriends? Then i have to say something... dont your boyfriends shower you with gifts any other day and dont they love you even if its not the 14th of feb? Hmmmm... i wonder... so some guys only love their girlfriends on that date. Thats oh so so so sad.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, whatever i got to catch Bride Wars yesterday with Karlson and it was a super chick flick which i know in a million years no guy would enjoy it but it was nice. It was so fairytale like and how girls wanna live up to that dream wedding they've always had since they were little girls. I wished i had a bestfriend like Emma cos she's so so nice and caring but sad to say i dont and all my good friends are mostly guys who knows nuts about a girl's life. The only common topic we have is movies, movies and more movies and maybe which super hero is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S This is gonna be a really long post cos i'm really really bored with nothing to do and i cant get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently reading a book called Ugly by Constance Briscoe and its a really good book but not as good as Cried Silent Tears and A Child Called "it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZRDhIXl_TI/AAAAAAAAA1M/yBllHlnlwFY/s1600-h/title_ugly_en.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZRDhIXl_TI/AAAAAAAAA1M/yBllHlnlwFY/s320/title_ugly_en.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301936897783102770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of the book :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pageText"&gt;I handed my school photograph to my mother. She stared from the photograph to me. 'Lord, sweet Lord how come she so ugly. Ugly. Ugly.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constance's mother systematically abused her daughter, both physically and emotionally, throughout her childhood. Regularly beaten and starved, the girl was so desperate she took herself off to Social Services and tried to get taken into care. When that failed, she swallowed bleach 'because it kills all known germs and my mother always told me I was a germ'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Constance was thirteen, her mother simply moved out, leaving her daughter to fend for herself: there was no gas, no electricity and no food. But somehow Constance found the courage to survive her terrible start in life. This is her heartrending - and ultimately triumphant - story&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never understand how a parent, can abuse their own flesh and blood be it mentally or physically abusing. How parents can sexually abuse their daughters and sons too don't they feel guilty and disgusted with themselves when they have sexual intercourse with their own child. Its like what pleasure do they get from doing it with their own child. Eeewww.... if i ever come across someone's parents like that, i think i'll just kill that person cos its like so wrong and disgusting. Oh My God! What is the world becoming to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah i gotta go and surf facebook for awhile then head off to bed cos i've got class tomorrow at 1215pm. Chaos my love oh and Happy Valentine's Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8796128011604363085?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8796128011604363085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8796128011604363085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-do-i-start-now-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SZRDhIXl_TI/AAAAAAAAA1M/yBllHlnlwFY/s72-c/title_ugly_en.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5321404675500399118</id><published>2009-02-03T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:00:39.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Empty Pages of My Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5321404675500399118?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5321404675500399118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5321404675500399118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/02/empty-pages-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7728692670600966028</id><published>2009-01-09T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T14:08:15.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SWbni-hb8ZI/AAAAAAAAA1A/nJBBjWbPAc4/s1600-h/Photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289169400478036370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SWbni-hb8ZI/AAAAAAAAA1A/nJBBjWbPAc4/s320/Photo+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been so so so ever so busy these few days but i dont know why i always end up meeting her or with her coming over to my place to stay for the night. Work has been ok to me from 9am - 6pm just that the in between hours of nothing to do really sucks big time and i always end up doing sai kang work which is not that bad but really boring if you have no one to accompany you to do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways i headed to Zirca for the first time last night but it was for the Tattoo Show. Zirca is abit like Crazy Horse with all the Caberet Dancers dancing around in skimpy outfits. The layout of Zirca is really really really different from MOS cos its so much more smaller than before and the dance floor is like fishing small. The Tattoo show was.. hmm i dont know how to describe my feelings towards the perfomance cos it was cool yet disgusting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've gotta stop blogging and go cos i'm meeting mitch for a tann. chaos.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7728692670600966028?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7728692670600966028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7728692670600966028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-been-so-so-so-ever-so-busy-these.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SWbni-hb8ZI/AAAAAAAAA1A/nJBBjWbPAc4/s72-c/Photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5734949745557654250</id><published>2008-12-30T04:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T04:33:28.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Worn Out is the word to use right now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I kept dreaming of stupid stuff and kept waking up so i decided to use the com for awhile and get something to eat. The past 3weeks when B was on his leave was a hectic one cos we kept running here and there meeting people and such and there was so much of partying going on. Now i am starting to wonder "how did i even survive this long?" I guess my body has finally given up to a point that i dont even feel like smoking and i feel so sick of partying. I am gonna bann myself from partying for awhile. This whole month i haven even been working and it feels so sucky to be broke! Anyways, tomorrow i am starting work again so i hope that there will be more things for me to do at the shop and that my Jan's pay will be a bit more then last month's pay which was super peanuts! I think i will also need to buck up abit more cos i haven been skating for a month and who knows i might even forget how to skate and coach. This whole month i have been eating and eating and eating so i think i need to start organizing skating trips to lose some fats and brush up on my skills. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New Year is just around the corner so its gonna hit 2009 like SOON. I've decided that for 2009 i really need to buck up alot! I have to put in effort to go and take my driving license and pass my stupid diploma which i am suppose to pass like in 2007 and the best thing is that i'm only left with like 5 more modules. I feel that i have wasted this whole year and i am starting to regret it alot but at least i got myself a job and i'm getting some extra pocket money. I really hope that next year will be a better year for me and everyone else that i love and care for and that things will go as smoothly as ever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So in advance i'm gonna say HAPPY NEW YEAR and may you be blessed with good health, peace, happiness and wealth because i dont know when is the next time i'm gonna blog again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hugs and Kisses. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5734949745557654250?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5734949745557654250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5734949745557654250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/12/worn-out-is-word-to-use-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-3131170342658447577</id><published>2008-12-24T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:18:43.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am exhausted! This December has been really really hectic with so many events going on... there was ZoukOut then there's Christmas then there wil be Ferry Corsten spinning at Zouk this Saturday night. I am so tired but i cant get to sleep and i have no idea why. I think its because i've been having toomany late nights so now my body cant adjust back to my normal sleeping time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwyas, Christmas is tomorrow and ive spending time at home with no Christmas dinner or gift exchange and its like so sucky cos every year there's at least a Christmas dinner. Oh well.... I guess times are ever so passing and i cant do anything about it BUT i promised myself that next year I MUST HAVE A CHRISTMAS DINNER/PARTY NO MATTER WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to playing Viwawa's Sushido again. Anyone wanna join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAOS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-3131170342658447577?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3131170342658447577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3131170342658447577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-exhausted-this-december-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-9052929821729941813</id><published>2008-12-09T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:49:14.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM PISSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUPER PISSED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to get my lappy to watch show on mobtv! I dont understand why is it playing from real player when it should be playing from windows media player. I think my lappy is super stupid cos its loading super duper slow and it keeps hanging. What a waste of time! I tried to upgrade the stupid thingy on mobtv but it just wont let me click "upgrade" like wth man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's out for 21days for his block leave and there's gonna be so much of fun cos there's so many events coming up soon. This coming Saturday is ZoukOut and i'm so looking forward to it and i guess so is everyone else. I cant wait for ZoukOut cos its one of the best parties ever. Baby is getting his tattoo done tomorrow at Ink by Finch. He's gonna do the 16 Chapel design on his back and i sorta cant wait to see how it turns out. Then there will be Christmas and then New Year and then Chinese New Year. So many festivals coming up means MORE he he he... $_$&lt;br /&gt;Dad's not back since hmmm..... 2 or 3 months and mom's complaining asking when will she be able to come back here to get some rest and relax. I miss my parents and i wanna see them but its gonna be long time from now because both of them are so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA NA THEORIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have not noticed, the new place to head to is NA Na at Magazine Road. Some of you might think that its a "la sap"(dirty?) place to be but I've been there personally and i think that its one of the most happening place to be right now. Its a Thai club/pub same concept at Thai Disco at Golden Mile but Na Na is the bigger version. The songs vary from House music - Thai Band. I must say that the dj who spins there spins one of the most SHIOK musics ever. For those who havent been to Na Na, you're missing out on all the fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-9052929821729941813?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/9052929821729941813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/9052929821729941813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-pissed-super-pissed-i-cant-seem-to.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-2207409347566882662</id><published>2008-11-21T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:37:01.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY 19th TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes Happy Birthday to me and i am 19 already when i still feel 18. I guess many of you are wondering what did i do today on my birthday and so on well... sad to say but all i did was work, work and more work. Baby's in camp cos his got his live firing and i dont feel like going anywhere so i decided to go to work. This whole week i've been chioning work like mad and i dont think that my pay is even $200. Every morning i go to St. Nicks then i rush back to the shop to chiong 4shop lessons back to back. When i say back to back it really means back to back. When my first lesson finishes, my next student is already waiting for me and i dont even have the time to sit down and take a short break sometimes but i guess its alright cos i get to learn how to move around in my skates more and not feel so tried and i can also try to improve my skills. I'm hoping if any one of the seniors can teach me how to teach intermediate students so that i can try and have more jobs. I've never been so on about/for work but every since i did the 2weeks admin i kinda found that my job isnt all that bad after all even with all the politics thats going around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are times when i just get so fustrated when things are going out of hand and when things are not done properly. I think i really need to buck up more and train myself up to be a better coach and not lose out to the rest. I hope all goes well for work so that i dont have to make myself so worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-2207409347566882662?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2207409347566882662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2207409347566882662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-19th-to-me-yes-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7986745730191544497</id><published>2008-11-17T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:16:50.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to - Mungkin Nanti by Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another week as passed by and I am still feeling ever so happy. Though work wasn't that much last week but i still manged to pull through. I think my next pay is gonna be like less than $200 or maybe even lesser than $100 and if that happens, thats gonna suck big time cos i wont have extra money to shop and buy oh so pretty things. This week there isnt much to do also the only schools that are coming up next week is St. Nicks and SSMC so I am gonna depend on washing guards, pairing skates and pack guards to earn money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Baby and my birthday are coming up next week but sad to say he cant book out on Fri (my bday) cos he has some stupid live firing so poor me has to celebrate alone but he'll get to book out on Sat so we're going for dinner with his family then maybe head to Zouk to meet the usual gang. Dont know why this year's birthday seems so laid back when normally i'll go out and do things. Oh well... I guess its because both mom and dad isnt around this year to celebrate. Dad says he might be in China for a meeting and mom is in Thailand doing stuff. Never mind at least I still have Baby to accompany me. Talking about birthdays, I haven gotten him anything yet cos i cant make up my mind. Nothing really seemed to catch my eye. Anyone have any suggestion on what to get for a guy? I think i need to go to town or something to find his present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off the bed now cos i've gotta be at the shop at 7am and i doubt i can wake up. Nights and sweet dreams all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7986745730191544497?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7986745730191544497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7986745730191544497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/11/listening-to-mungkin-nanti-by-peter-pan.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-4155080216934413668</id><published>2008-11-10T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:57:56.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SRhZ2rzsRCI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CxgAH5ZBz74/s1600-h/DSC00724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SRhZ2rzsRCI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CxgAH5ZBz74/s320/DSC00724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267058560217138210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got myself another tattoo and it was super last mintue decision and i kinda like it. Hmmm... It took me a long time to get it done cos it was really ticklish and pain but after awhile i tahan and i got it done. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-4155080216934413668?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4155080216934413668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4155080216934413668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-finally-got-myself-another-tattoo-and.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SRhZ2rzsRCI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CxgAH5ZBz74/s72-c/DSC00724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5441785558926169801</id><published>2008-11-06T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:39:05.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm suppose to be at work 1hour ago but i just woke up like a few mins ago. I am down with a sexy voice and running away nose i think work has gotten the better of me and my body cant take it anymore. I just feel so damn sick. I so feel like going back to sleep but i very much cant cos Shadow and Reuben are at the shop pairing skates, packing guards and other stuff which we do like EVERYDAY. Sometimes i don't understand why when we pack the truck before we go out to a school, the skates are always in a pair with both the left and right side but when we come back there's always a missing side and sometimes it irritates me cos i know that its impossible that i cant find the missing side when it came in a pair. I think kids like to eat up one side of the skates or keep it. Hmmm... Anyways, i'm off to getting ready then i'm gonna get my ass to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5441785558926169801?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5441785558926169801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5441785558926169801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-suppose-to-be-at-work-1hour-ago-but.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7234471113142977944</id><published>2008-11-05T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:24:31.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SO PISSED OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My damn phone is totally dead and i cant charge it! Why? Cos my charger is at Shawn's place and i forgot to take it back this afternoon when i left for work. And talking about work... I am so super shagged out cos for the past 11days i have been working my ass off non-stop from morning till night like literally. I reach work at 8am and i left at 11pm or so and i sleep by 12am. I wonder how i did it but oh well those days are over cos the new admin staff is here so NO MORE ADMIN WORK FOR ME! YAY! I just realized that admin work can some what be fun cos you get to clock in more hours but it can also be a killer cos of the amount of shit load thrown at you but i must say that working with Samantha for admin was really really fun cos that least i had a friend to talk to and the time seemed to pass more quickly. Tommorrow is gonna be a challenging day for me cos i am gonna coach both the partially blind and deaf people and i have never done it before. This morning Sam and Mel went down so they roughly know what to do. I guess i'm gonna be so damn lost. We'll see how things go tomorrow. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, baby's back and our birthdays are coming soon. I wonder what should i get him and how should i celebrate. Daddy's not back from phils yet so there's not much i can do but i can try to psycho him to get me a birthday present. Haha. Ps. For those who are gonna get me animals from the zoo, please do let me know in advance so that i can make some space in my house for them. Haha. Yes i demanded alot of animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-I am so in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7234471113142977944?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7234471113142977944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7234471113142977944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-so-pissed-off-my-damn-phone-is.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8909367651282027801</id><published>2008-10-23T06:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T06:44:33.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 6:32am in the morning and some of you must be thinking that i havent gone to bed but no. I got up and got ready to go to work and i'm waiting for Melvin to pick me up but apparently he is freaking late! He's suppose to pick me and Samantha up but he's still at home. What a pig! This week i've been chioning work and i am worned out to the max. Nowdays i've been sleeping early around 11pm or so never later then 12am and i dont know how come these few days i can get my butt off the bed and head to work when its so freaking early in the morning hmmm... Well done Alicia! Baby flew off to Indonesia on Tues morning and he messaged me saying the food and living condition there sucks big time and how much he misses home. Another 9 more days and he'll be back home. Work has been kind to me so far and the kids are not too bad. I've been having alot of fun lately though and i've enjoying it. Anyways pics are all i need to do and you'll ge the rest of the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SP-saUKr-JI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ke36UBwWXus/s1600-h/SNC00304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SP-saUKr-JI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ke36UBwWXus/s320/SNC00304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260112457882138770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SP-scfPhvsI/AAAAAAAAAmg/43bS4P2X6VA/s1600-h/SNC00298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SP-scfPhvsI/AAAAAAAAAmg/43bS4P2X6VA/s320/SNC00298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260112495214968514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SP-sbNN9M1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/B2yATH1od7s/s1600-h/SNC00294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SP-sbNN9M1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/B2yATH1od7s/s320/SNC00294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260112473196671826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SP-sbv5HcfI/AAAAAAAAAmY/DFylrkYRVJ4/s1600-h/SNC00299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SP-sbv5HcfI/AAAAAAAAAmY/DFylrkYRVJ4/s320/SNC00299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260112482504503794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SP-sat5V7wI/AAAAAAAAAmI/CRljD1SnFeA/s1600-h/SNC00297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SP-sat5V7wI/AAAAAAAAAmI/CRljD1SnFeA/s320/SNC00297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260112464788713218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8909367651282027801?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8909367651282027801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8909367651282027801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-632am-in-morning-and-some-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SP-saUKr-JI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ke36UBwWXus/s72-c/SNC00304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-1900255916464758945</id><published>2008-10-14T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:32:26.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LISTENING TO : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qw-J8kC5DHo"&gt;THE MAN WHO CANT BE MOVED&lt;/a&gt; - THE SCRIPT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SPSbBjEPzDI/AAAAAAAAAl4/U8wnTI8MokU/s1600-h/Pain_of_a_Lost_Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SPSbBjEPzDI/AAAAAAAAAl4/U8wnTI8MokU/s320/Pain_of_a_Lost_Love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256997115943439410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it alright to feel this lost every time you disappear? Each and every time you leave without a word but you leave me hanging and waiting for what will come next. Maybe its because I've gone thru this that's why i feel so numb despite all the pain i should feel. I don't blame you for what ever that is happening for the only blame i can put on is myself. Maybe your love faded long before and we were just getting back together because it was just a comfort zone for you and me. Sometimes i wonder how important or unimportant we are to each other and i cant find that answer because to me you're apart of everything within me and everything that revolves around me but for you, its so hard to read cos every time i think i know whats going thru your mind, you completely shock me with something new and different. Is this what we really what? Honestly cos you said you wont leave again and you assured me but now look where we are... once again we're back at square one with so much pain and anger in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when we sleep over our angers and hope that tomorrow will be a better day. I'd rather we talk things out then just put them at the back of our heads. I know I've said sorry a hundred dozen times and sometimes sorry doesn't mean anything but deep down i wanna tell you that "its not easy to love you too" we have so many differences and such a long past behind us and it hurts every time i look at you. I knew this day would come but i didn't know it would be so soon. I don't wanna be that broken hearted girl again who crys herself to sleep everynight. I hope we can work things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- How can i move on, when i'm still in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-1900255916464758945?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1900255916464758945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1900255916464758945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/10/listening-to-man-who-cant-be-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SPSbBjEPzDI/AAAAAAAAAl4/U8wnTI8MokU/s72-c/Pain_of_a_Lost_Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7248454682342747398</id><published>2008-10-13T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:44:43.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pimple out break! I'm having a really bad pimple out break and my voice sounds like a rock star. This throat of mine is giving me such a headache sometimes i'm alright and sometimes it gets really bad. My throat is feeling so damn itchy and its irritating me big time. Currently, i'm using the breathe right cos my nose is blocked and its kinda hard to breathe. Surprisingly, it really works like how they say in on tv... Once u wear it, you can breathe properly and your nose gets less block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really sleepy so i'm off to bed. Nights my angels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7248454682342747398?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7248454682342747398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7248454682342747398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/10/pimple-out-break-im-having-really-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-4908025049726200174</id><published>2008-10-12T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:11:47.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Colour me rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most fun weekend in months this week. Surprisingly, this week has been such a fine week and i'm loving it. Work was alright just that it was really tiring cos i didn't have enough of sleep and i had to get up early for work. Friday night was spending partying with a few close friends and it was one of the best house party ever cos it was so relaxing and peaceful. Saturday was spend sleeping till 6pm in the evening then waking up and watching tv the whole night and today was spend watching the house bunny which was so funny and bimbotic. Baby's in camp now but no worries cos he's gonna book out on wed and booking in on monday but i'm gonna miss him though cos he's flying to indo either on monday or tuesday cant remember which date. He'll be gone for 11days and i assume that i am gonna be so damn bored when he's not around. If i cant fly off to Thailand when he's gone then i'll try and choing work as much as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-4908025049726200174?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4908025049726200174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4908025049726200174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/10/colour-me-rainbow-i-had-most-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-4754640616072048480</id><published>2008-10-09T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T02:50:27.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is gonna be the most stupidest post ever in my whole entire life! I heard sounds as though someone is trying to break into my house. Many would say i am just being paranoid and all but.... I AM NOT cos i know my lock sound quite well. I know some of you are wondering how in the hell can i even hear the padlock sound. Well.... firstly, my room is just beside the living room and my window is facing the corridor secondly, my gate is metal and so is my lock so metal on metal is makes a sound. Those who have been to my house would know very well that is kinda scary cos its the corner house and beside there's a staircase which leads to every floor. My house is the last place anyone would wanna be at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mr. Policeman, please save me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-4754640616072048480?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4754640616072048480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4754640616072048480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-gonna-be-most-stupidest-post.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5961164796765634603</id><published>2008-10-08T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:41:53.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to stop falling sick all the time. I feel like a sick ugly little duckling who is so weak in every way. Arghh!!! Just when i thought i was ok from the indigestion i was having a few days back now i am down with a flu and my eyes are so so so puffy like the gold fishes at the fish shop. Finally i get to get back to work and get my ass out of the house and do something productive which is earn a little more money so that i can spend on nice things because my bank account is running dry and i kinda spend all my this month's allowance on cab, food, nonsense and clothes yay... good for me cos now i have no money to go out and wear my new clothes. Alicia is so so smart for spending all her October's allowance and daddy's gonna say "no more money for this month cos every month you always over spend when you save you'll save" Oh... someone please knock me on the head (i know who'd (or rather a number of people who'll) like to knock me on the head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Alicia have decided to get up and do my modules that i have failed twice (oh my god! this is so embrassing!! twice somemore) and try to do well for them again. I shall email my class coordinator and ask how many modules i have left and how much which i know there are about 5 moudles or more that i haven complete so i rougly estimate the total amount will be $2,00 not includsive of  GST. another 2k gonna go down the drain but this time i shall use my owe money to pay for it so maybe, just maybe i'll feel that pinch and do well for the modules. LIFE SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering.... do you think money will fall from the sky if i pray hard enough? hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5961164796765634603?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5961164796765634603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5961164796765634603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-to-stop-falling-sick-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-160221121503881665</id><published>2008-10-08T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T02:20:53.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so bored and i need to sleep so that i can get up early. I think i better do something about my sleeping cycle because i'm so awake in the night but sleeping like a pig in the afternoons. I've been trying to wake myself up every morning since god knows when to see a doctor but always fail to do so and i've yet to send the package my mom asked me to send like 2weeks ago. oh god... i'm such a screw up and i cant blame anyone but myself and that sucks! I dont understand how come people can sleep early at night and wake up early in the morning and not feel the least tired and i cant. hmmmm.... are they robots or something? or am i just a total screw up? i rather live in denial that they are robots then having to think that yes i am a total screwed up person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i finally sort of figured out how to use my phone and i must say that a touch screen phone is NOT EASY to use! I miss my old nokia 6500 phone cos it was so user friendly and it was so much easier to sms then cos the could feel every key. i could even text with ym eyes closed but now with this new phone, i have to struggle with every button and pressing backspace like at least twice in every message and that sucks! So much for not listening to those who warned me. And my stupid phone keeps showing me "low memory" when my phone has like 16g space and i haven even used up like 1g. Arghhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-160221121503881665?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/160221121503881665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/160221121503881665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-so-bored-and-i-need-to-sleep-so-that.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-3988036671265970298</id><published>2008-10-07T04:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T04:29:13.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;COULD YOU GIVE ME A KISS WHEN THE MORNING COMES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-3988036671265970298?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3988036671265970298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3988036671265970298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/10/could-you-give-me-kiss-when-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8934063065655143792</id><published>2008-10-05T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:15:10.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder if what i is see is a lie or reality. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; i cross this path i stop and ask myself and each time i deny the truth and push it aside. everyday i ask myself that same question and everyday i give myself an answer that i wanna hear so that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to face the truth of reality. each time i see what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not suppose to see or rather know, a little piece of m breaks and drops to the ground. i try to pick up the broken pieces but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; no where to put them cos they start to fill up my whole hand and slowly one by one they start to give me little cuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i already know the truth but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; understand why i keep denying it and turning my back away. is i because i know how painful it is to lose you again and again or is it because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just too blinded by love? i feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; from a room of yours. when you need comfort, you go to it and when you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need it, its just there for show in a way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just a comfort zone. over these few months, you've said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of things and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know if i should or should not believe them cos some of those words are rather big. for now all i can do is let time pass me by and to just wait and see if you live up to your every word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- it felt like a little heart break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8934063065655143792?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8934063065655143792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8934063065655143792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-i-wonder-if-what-i-is-see-is.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-4942465217982104129</id><published>2008-09-30T04:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T04:43:01.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The painkillers that the dentist gave me arent working at all!!! My tooth or rather the hole in my mouth still hurts as hell and the best part is that there is still a piece of tooth stuck there and i only realized it like yesterday. My whole mouth hurts like mad and i am so bloody sleepy but i cant get to sleep. My mind is not even functioning well cos of the stupid pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's gonna book out tomorrow and we're gonna go out like finally cos every time he books out, we always stay at home cos he says he doesnt like to go out and there are too many people in town and he hates it. I thought of catching a movie but all the movies that i wanna watch are only raleasing on the 1st of October and that sucks! The even more suckyer ( i know there isnt such a word but heck) thing is that baby's gotta so guard duty on Saturday and so that means he cant book out on Saturday and i cant spend time with him. NS is stupid and it sucks and its a waste of time! Why cant 2008 pass faster then baby can ORD and we can spend more time together. ARGHHHH...... Baby promised to make taco for me on wednesday for dinner before he books in but i dont know how true it is. We'll see... To come straight to the point, i just miss him lah and its so boring to stay home everyday. I think i've gotta use to staying at his place so much that now when i come back to my own place, i feel like its a whole new palce and sometimes i cant even adapt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-4942465217982104129?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4942465217982104129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4942465217982104129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/09/painkillers-that-dentist-gave-me-arent.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7777337428216046549</id><published>2008-09-24T06:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T06:31:15.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I barely have enough of sleep! I was awaken because of my bloody toothache which hurts so damn much. The pain has been there for like 2days and its so unbearable. Now the only thing which is going thru my head is "faster 10am" so i can go to tpc and search for a dental clinic but the best part is most dental clinics have to book an appointment and i dont think i can last that long i dont understand why cant they just do walk-in dental clinics. Painkillers aren't helping too and the more i take the painkillers the more sick i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work yesterday and only to realize that i'm not need for yesterdays sessions when Mel went like "what are you doing here? you dont need to come leh only thurs and fri" but the best part was Mitch and Fi both took half day off when they went to the office at around 1pm. So i meet up with them and slacked till Yann finished work and we headed off to Geylang Serai. It was like so freaking HOT and stuffy but i am so going back there again cos the dresses are only $10 and they are super pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- in so much of pain! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7777337428216046549?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7777337428216046549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7777337428216046549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-barely-have-enough-of-sleep-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8635153007388682006</id><published>2008-09-18T01:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T02:09:56.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've gotta get up early for work tomorrow and i'm still awake. I cant believe i'm watch PCK Season 1 the very 1st season before Pierre Pang (is that how you spell his name?) was in it and it super hilarious and it got me laughing my heads off. Anyways, baby got to book out this eveing and he bought me dougnuts and treated me dinner... ok wait not as if he has never bought me dinner but aiyah... never mind. After dinner we went back to my place to slack and watch tv. Watched Amercian's Got Talent and that 9year old kid sang with so much of emotions and i nearly cried when the judges voted him to Las Vegas. I dont think the kid felt anything but after the performance when the backstage guy was talking to him and saying how proud he made his mom, he cried and i got really touched. Kids are so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait till the weekends arrive cos its gonna be a fun filled weekend. Friday is  Mr. Chicken Pox's 25th birthday and he's having a party theme is 80's sportwear. Now i have a headache cos i have nothing to wear and baby has choosen what he wants to wear for that day. Arghhh... someone help me! Saturday baby and i have plans to do steanboat for his family and dessert too. i hope all goes well then sunday will just be rest day for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends faster come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8635153007388682006?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8635153007388682006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8635153007388682006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-gotta-get-up-early-for-work.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-2748756244166676144</id><published>2008-09-15T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T03:34:06.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I popped 2panadols around 1am and i am still awake even though my mind is so freaking tried and i'm down with a cold and it sucks! I've been sneezing none stop and it gets irritating at times. Baby's back in camp and its gonna be another boring week till the weekends come. My lappy seems to be crashing and i cant figure what the problem is. Stupid laptop! I was talking to B just now before he slept and i just realized how fast time is passing by cos baby's gonna go to Indonesia next month for 11days or so for some NS thing and i'm sure gonna miss him. I'm too lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Truck full of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-2748756244166676144?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2748756244166676144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2748756244166676144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-popped-2panadols-around-1am-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-2400544142970085350</id><published>2008-09-11T03:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T04:04:48.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some times i just feel so confused and i cant figure out if this time its real or its fake. The worries that i carry haunts me sometimes and i fear for the worst and if my worries were to come true. I try to pen down my thoughts but somehow i tend to backspace and delete every word i've written. I dont want this fairytale to end but yet i remember the saying "good things always come to and end" so will this come to an end again? Sometimes it feels too good to be true but sometimes it feels like the real deal. I dont want to go throught that same torture again of hurting myself and you and having that fcuked up feeling. Even with you giving me an answer, i still feel insecure but you cant balme me cos i've lost you not once but twice and the both times you walked away, it wasnt easy to deal with. Sometimes i ask myself if going back to you is the right thing or if i should have just walked away like what everyone said. I dont know why am i here questioning myself but i just feel so lost and i'm searching for that answer within myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know nothing last forever but i hope you'd stay just for a little longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-2400544142970085350?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2400544142970085350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2400544142970085350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-times-i-just-feel-so-confused-and.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-300962452580929223</id><published>2008-09-09T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:31:36.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally got my new phone yesterday and baby got his Altech Leansing speakers (is that how you spell it?) This phone is super hard to figure out and it makes me feel dumb cos i cant figure it out. Anyways, for the past few days during the weekend i've been drinking and seeing people get drunk. WTH! Saturday was at Supper Club and Sunday was at KM8 but i must say that for both days i had loads of fun. Pictures are in my friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. ANYONE KNOW HOW TO USE SAMSUNG OMNIA PLS DO TEXT ME AND HELP ME OUT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-300962452580929223?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/300962452580929223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/300962452580929223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-finally-got-my-new-phone-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-3748513075353869279</id><published>2008-09-04T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:03:50.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm having a terrible headache and i'm suppose to be in bed by now cos i'm meeting the girls for dim sum tomorrow morning at the Mirama Hotel in Chinatown. Seriously, i've never even heard of this hotel before but the rest are saying that the dim sums there are delicious. I've to be at Chinatown at 11am so that means i have to be awake by 8.30am. Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i went clubbing with Rach and Candy last night and for the first time in my whole clubbing exprience, MOS (Smoove) was like empty! I am serious! You could practically jump around on the dance floor and there was no need for squeezing your way around and even the smoking room was empty that you could actually lie down on the sofa and it didnt even have that smelly smoke smell. It got boring after Candy left which was around 1.30am so Rach and me decided to head down to Arena and the music was good. I have something to say... NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER! Last night's Cosmopolitans were a blast and it got us both tipsy and laughing like mad. We kept drinking and drinking cos we couldn't taste the alcohol or feel the highness only after like what 7-9glasses each and followed by a smoke after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though last night's crowd was boring, we still had fun right Rach? Morning was followed with breakfast at Macs then headed home. We were actually suppose to have dim sum today but Rach couldn't go out of the house cos her mom went to rebond her hair and left her with no cash. Rach is trying to physco me to follow her to Philippines next week when she leaves and come back during the weekends but i dont know if my dad will allow. Its been ages since i last went back there for a holiday. I think i'll call my dad tomorrow and ask if i'm allowed to go and if he's willing to pay for my ticket over. We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its better to have loved and lost, then to never have loved before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-3748513075353869279?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3748513075353869279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3748513075353869279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-having-terrible-headache-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-1379478887274907841</id><published>2008-09-03T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:57:37.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back like an hour ago. Was hanging out with the girls and oh my god i had a super good time with all the laughing and madness that was going on. Its been some time since all of us last hanged out and the only reason we did meet up today cos Rach might be going back early so to stay on the safe side, we met up for dinner. After dinner we headed to Suntec's outdoor Starbucks for coffee but on the way there, something funny happened that got all of us laughing like mad. And so the story goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Rach: eh, go buy ciggis lah&lt;br /&gt;Jun Bin: follow me i know where got sell&lt;br /&gt;*walked into a cigar shop at Suntec&lt;br /&gt;lady at the counter: sorry but the management says only 20years and above allowed into the shop no small kids&lt;br /&gt;*me and candy looking at each other with a stun face, Jun Bin and Claud laughing their heads off&lt;br /&gt;Jun Bin: er... all of us are 19 going on 20&lt;br /&gt;lady: oh... sorry sorry i thought you all were 16 17&lt;br /&gt;*all of us started laughing our heads off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that, that happened and its like the first time. At starbucks Claud was telling everyone about doomsday which is Decemeber 21 2012. This got us all talking and a little nervous. I dont know if the rest of you have heard about it but ya its is predicted that the world is gonna end on Dec 21 2012. The Mayan calender, the ancient Egyptians and even NASA have predicted this. Can you believe it? Is the world really gonna end? If you haven read about this, maybe you should &lt;a href="http://www.socyberty.com/Future/End-of-the-World.122745"&gt;December 21 2012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i've got a few pics so i'll upload them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wNkAcrBI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ecj07L6gyHY/s1600-h/girlfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wNkAcrBI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ecj07L6gyHY/s320/girlfriends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241468919635291154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wFCT7myI/AAAAAAAAAlI/ibmcweOCVUU/s1600-h/Another+picture045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wFCT7myI/AAAAAAAAAlI/ibmcweOCVUU/s320/Another+picture045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241468773151251234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wFSi9SHI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ZQmAfV9XWcg/s1600-h/Another+picture051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wFSi9SHI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ZQmAfV9XWcg/s320/Another+picture051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241468777509242994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wFn0OgUI/AAAAAAAAAlY/g_NWYuCIVJk/s1600-h/rachlisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wFn0OgUI/AAAAAAAAAlY/g_NWYuCIVJk/s320/rachlisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241468783218819394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wFlnNqfI/AAAAAAAAAlg/th2K4Fp6eZU/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wFlnNqfI/AAAAAAAAAlg/th2K4Fp6eZU/s320/DSC01794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241468782627367410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wFwk1_pI/AAAAAAAAAlo/iRmtbGwtVV8/s1600-h/DSC01793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wFwk1_pI/AAAAAAAAAlo/iRmtbGwtVV8/s320/DSC01793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241468785570217618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-1379478887274907841?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1379478887274907841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1379478887274907841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-got-back-like-hour-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SL1wNkAcrBI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ecj07L6gyHY/s72-c/girlfriends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-3638717960638691089</id><published>2008-09-01T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:35:04.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The week has been ok but a little boring. Rach is back and i met up with her and Ayul last night. We ended up walking from Lido to Suntec at like 3am in the morning but we did do alot of catching up and it was fun though tiring. Kinda happy cos i get to start working again and its a job which i like so ya and things are going back to normal and i am grateful for that. I think i'm getting too lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cant wait till the weekends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-3638717960638691089?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3638717960638691089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3638717960638691089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/09/week-has-been-ok-but-little-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-6264240148959309662</id><published>2008-08-27T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T13:10:16.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THE STUPID MISTAKE I DID CAUSED ME TO LOSE YOU AND NOW I AM REGRETTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-6264240148959309662?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6264240148959309662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6264240148959309662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/08/stupid-mistake-i-did-caused-me-to-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8137342126321211788</id><published>2008-08-24T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:09:54.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boredom is about to kill me like big time! I'm at baby's place alone in the room cos that fat idiot went out to meet his friends cos dont know what shit happened so i am all alone here. I've been playing Viwawa since like 10:15pm till now and my eyes are starting to hurt. I so need something better to do and i am kinda hungry even though i had dinner like 3hrs ago. I think my dad's plane just landed in sg cos he said he'll arrive around midnight. Fatty(baby) and me are gonna have breakfast with daddy tomorrow at the airport before he leaves for indonesia.I hope he got me the things i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh! Rachelle is coming back on thursday. Cant wait to meet up with her cos whenever she's around, everyone seems to meet up she's like the manget that pulls all of us together. Yay! More drinking sessions again and every session has a story to tell and someone's valueable uh hm is gonna be not so valuabe again. haha - Claud, if your reading this you should know who i'm talking about. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8137342126321211788?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8137342126321211788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8137342126321211788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/08/boredom-is-about-to-kill-me-like-big.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-3068791878025846296</id><published>2008-08-21T02:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T02:39:23.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to - Take a Bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to get to sleep again maybe its because i stayed too long at baby's place that now i'm not used to sleeping home. I know it sounds lame but yea. Last night i fell asleep at 7am in the morning after god knows how many rounds of Sushido on Viwawa. I need to try or rather force myself to sleep early and wake up early so i can do productive stuff during the day rather than just koon and koon. I dont know why but i cant get enough of Cooking Mama its like super addictive once you start to play, its so hard to stop cos you'll keep wanting to get gold. Even baby who is a guy is like kinda addicted to it and both of us have to like quarrel over it when who ever wants to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was a blast i would say cos on Friday night i met up with baby's sis and we went drinking then the rest of the gang went over to baby's place to chill and it was fun cos everyone or rather me and baby started talking crap which no one understand especially baby cos all he was talking about was army army army. Chilled till Saturday night then Yann and Mitch went over to someone else's place to chill. Sunday was like OMG! Baby and i had like Chilli crab again with like two other dishes then we had like maggie around 11pm then at around 1am we ordered Mac but even after that we were still super hungry. Baby woke up super early on Monday and started his nonsense and kept asking me to wake up. Had beef noodles at Golden Mile for lunch which i have been craving for a long long time then headed to Marina Square to watch Money Not Enough2. The movie was alright to me not that great as what others say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to Tamp to have dinner at Japan (or is it Japaness) village. The Sushi there is like super cheap lah. One plate is only 99cents reguardless of any colour. After dinner we went to Ikea to get his room blinds. Tuesday morning again baby woke up early so we did his room. Finally the blinds are up so we dont need to use the blankets as curtains. He painted the other half of his room. I didn't know painting was so tiring! He made me pain his cupboard and i felt as though my arms were gonna break. LOL! So i guess his room is like half done just need to get the sofa and do up the light. I have a new cozy corner... yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxjqYU5TII/AAAAAAAAAkQ/DpCckb_Fo6k/s1600-h/Another+picture038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxjqYU5TII/AAAAAAAAAkQ/DpCckb_Fo6k/s320/Another+picture038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236670046460791938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxjqmJnItI/AAAAAAAAAkY/-nXgd6FZfpU/s1600-h/Another+picture040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxjqmJnItI/AAAAAAAAAkY/-nXgd6FZfpU/s320/Another+picture040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236670050171560658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxi8X6JGEI/AAAAAAAAAjg/_fs6jmv1gmc/s1600-h/puking.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxi8X6JGEI/AAAAAAAAAjg/_fs6jmv1gmc/s320/puking.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236669256074598466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxi8krABmI/AAAAAAAAAjo/a_9WXtOJCCU/s1600-h/ooo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxi8krABmI/AAAAAAAAAjo/a_9WXtOJCCU/s320/ooo.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236669259500750434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxi8zo3woI/AAAAAAAAAjw/p4wqaqNpFzk/s1600-h/ms.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxi8zo3woI/AAAAAAAAAjw/p4wqaqNpFzk/s320/ms.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236669263518352002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxi83IZoRI/AAAAAAAAAj4/iUXyReFeq_Y/s1600-h/mmmm.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxi83IZoRI/AAAAAAAAAj4/iUXyReFeq_Y/s320/mmmm.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236669264455901458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxkWjW1QWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Saaht-ZhsG8/s1600-h/Another+picture041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxkWjW1QWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Saaht-ZhsG8/s320/Another+picture041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236670805335949666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxkW9YPAoI/AAAAAAAAAko/9qiuRpl5efA/s1600-h/Another+picture042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxkW9YPAoI/AAAAAAAAAko/9qiuRpl5efA/s320/Another+picture042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236670812321153666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxkXGAe8qI/AAAAAAAAAkw/mlVYcZDcU1E/s1600-h/Another+picture044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxkXGAe8qI/AAAAAAAAAkw/mlVYcZDcU1E/s320/Another+picture044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236670814637453986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of baby's room -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxkqMYKkaI/AAAAAAAAAk4/tzpLRRpUbDU/s1600-h/Another+picture006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxkqMYKkaI/AAAAAAAAAk4/tzpLRRpUbDU/s320/Another+picture006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236671142764908962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxkqRd0uDI/AAAAAAAAAlA/qkSW2wCkEaM/s1600-h/Another+picture008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxkqRd0uDI/AAAAAAAAAlA/qkSW2wCkEaM/s320/Another+picture008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236671144130820146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-3068791878025846296?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3068791878025846296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3068791878025846296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/08/listening-to-take-bow-i-cant-seem-to.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SKxjqYU5TII/AAAAAAAAAkQ/DpCckb_Fo6k/s72-c/Another+picture038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-285280320143975171</id><published>2008-08-19T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:39:01.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAD A BLAST WEEKEND! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-285280320143975171?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/285280320143975171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/285280320143975171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/08/had-blast-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-6883763525966450868</id><published>2008-08-14T04:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T04:29:57.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously need to get some sleep! I tried to sleep but fail to do so cos i was missing my mom so much. There's like nothing to do lah... friendster is boring, facebook is lagging, everyone's asleep even though they're on msn, there's nothing to watch on sidereel or crunchyroll = to my life is down right boring! I tried to tired myself out by playing my ds but i my hands got so tired and i gto so fed up cos cooking mama2 is so damn difficult and it gets boring after awhile. My forehead still hurts from the fall on Sunday afternoon. Did i mention that i blacked out in the toilet and i hit my cheekbone and forehead on the sink?!?! The swell has gone down but it still hurts a god damn lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what i did for the weekend and past few day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Met up with baby then headed to MOS. Met Wei Siang there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Met up with the gang cos baby went out with his friends, partied till dawn then headed back to baby's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Slept till 4plus then slacked till baby went back to camp and stayed over at his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Bumped at home, msn-ed Mitch then went over to meet her at Fi's place cos she was alone, slacked, watched tv, did some catching up, went back to baby's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Went for my btt and failed! Met up with Candy for a round of shopping but came home empty handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Woke up at 1:45pm but slacked in bedtill 5:30pm. Went down to get dinner, watched tv, msn-ed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Here i am at 4:20am in the morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Conclusion: MY LIFE IS FUCKING BORING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think i'm just gonna blog about lame stuff so i advise not to carry on reading cos its gonna bore you to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! My account balance just went up again but i have a very strong feeling that its gonna go down real fast again. I think i need to do some saving up. Ok... by the end of this month, i'll try to save up at least 250-300 bucks. Oh my god! I cant believe i just said that cos i know how impossible it is. Someone please help me. I think i need to go and see my grandma later in the afternoon or something cos i have been answering or returning her calls when she calls me during the weekends. Now i feel really bad for not doing so but she always calls me at the wrong time... think she's gonna nag at me or something. I know! I'll just tell her that my hp was spoiled or something cos i told my dad that when he called and sms-ed my during the weekends and i didnt reply back till like yesterday. OK! I know i'm fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is giving me problems!!!! Its like going back to being straight even though i did use the curling cream that i bought from the shop. Someone please help my hair and i think i need to buy that curling iron or what ever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh..... Ms.F did ask me to accompany her to Japan next month and she is like asking me to decide whether anot i wanna go and i've been poundering about it since like 2months ago when she asked. Haha... But its like a 3days 2nights trip and i'm thinking if its gonna be a "worth it" trip or anot cos i'm gonna have to spend quite a lump sum of cash. Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK THIS IS LAME AND I SHOULD STOP BLOGGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for this stupid, fucked up, lame post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-6883763525966450868?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6883763525966450868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6883763525966450868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-seriously-need-to-get-some-sleep-i.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-1255815012986027511</id><published>2008-08-12T02:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T02:52:14.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish i had the answers to my questions. The more  keep it inside the more i feel as though my heart is sinking. I keep asking myself if you mean what you say, if she's still on your mind, and will history repeat itself? I know its dumb of me to think about all this but you cant blame me because i am still afraid and i don't want to go through the same process of that pain and hurting myself again. I wish you could give me a sense of security and assure me that you'll always be by my side. The reason why i want it to be fast is because at least i know you'll still think of this relationship before you do anything foolish. Its not that i don't trust you but it because I'm afraid to lose you once again. I hope things will get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-1255815012986027511?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1255815012986027511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1255815012986027511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wish-i-had-answers-to-my-questions.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-268562127374588182</id><published>2008-08-07T03:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T03:11:23.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I PERMED MY HAIR LIKE FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SJn25UyIyiI/AAAAAAAAAjI/jtlcBAJHWAA/s1600-h/IMG_1513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SJn25UyIyiI/AAAAAAAAAjI/jtlcBAJHWAA/s400/IMG_1513.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231483906859518498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SJn256u-yvI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/INqllL5-66I/s1600-h/IMG_1505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SJn256u-yvI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/INqllL5-66I/s400/IMG_1505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231483917046827762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SJn26I5ipuI/AAAAAAAAAjY/MmCCEFLrobY/s1600-h/IMG_1506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SJn26I5ipuI/AAAAAAAAAjY/MmCCEFLrobY/s400/IMG_1506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231483920849217250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ps. pardon my face i know i look like crap cos i removed half of my make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-268562127374588182?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/268562127374588182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/268562127374588182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-permed-my-hair-like-finally-ps.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SJn25UyIyiI/AAAAAAAAAjI/jtlcBAJHWAA/s72-c/IMG_1513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-6957415217774500304</id><published>2008-07-31T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:56:12.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooohooo.... I'm a happy person today! No wait, i'm always happy just that today i'm a little more happier than i am everyday. Ok i know i'm starting to sound dumb. I managed to wake up today for my interview which was at 10am even though i woke up a little later then i should have but all was well really hope i get a decent job so that i dont have to waste my time at home and rot infront of the laptop doing nothing and practically NOTHING. I did alot of productive work this afternoon and that was throw my clothes into the washer, dry my clothes and mop the whole damn house. Ever since i left my Grandma's place and moved back into my own place, i have to do everything myself cos the maid doesn't come over and my teanants do clean the place other than sweeping the floor they dont do anything much. I miss my mum cos she does everything for me and the house is always clean, fresh and sweet smellying and i always have a sense of home but she can be very nagging cos she always asking if i'm coming home for dinner or staying out(clubbing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it true when they say "you dont know what you've until you've lost it" now my mom and dad are overseas enjoying life and here i am all alone sitting in my room, talking to Shawn, blogging. Boring boring boring.... Oh ya! I finally bought a decent sling bag that i carry out and it can put alot of things inside. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-6957415217774500304?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6957415217774500304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6957415217774500304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/wooohooo.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7108704737592498174</id><published>2008-07-30T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T13:48:49.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!! This week is so so so BORING! For the whole of this week i don't have work cos they need me to work on Saturday but i decided not to as i want to do other things and plus Daddy's gonna be  in town so i thought maybe we should meet up for dinner and drinks or so if he has the time that is. I'm on a hunt for a job again not that my current jobs doesn't pay well or anything just that i'm working too little days and hours and the extra cash comes in really slow. Anyone got any job info please do let me know. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tenant has been home like always everyday since she got back and its kinda irritating cos  she talks  and laughs really loud when she's on the phone and watching tv.  And i cant really watch my chinese shows cos she'll be like hogging the tv day and night watching her TFC  (The Filipino Channel ) and it kinda irritates me. Oh well... at least i still have my lappy and internet to do other stuff. As the days pass, i'm getting more and more lazy and sleepy and i do eat alot too. i wake up like early afternoon then go back to sleep at mid afternoon then wake up to watch tv, get dinner, watch tv then all the way till 10pm then i lie on my bed, talk to baby on the phone then continue lying on the bed till i fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm gonna go off to do some stuff.. actually i just wanna lie on my bed. Chaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7108704737592498174?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7108704737592498174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7108704737592498174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg-this-week-is-so-so-so-boring-for.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-864024656626899001</id><published>2008-07-29T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:21:45.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?uid=62095458&amp;amp;a=275153006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Jurong Bird Park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-864024656626899001?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/864024656626899001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/864024656626899001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/jurong-bird-park.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-6302471056677881059</id><published>2008-07-23T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T03:33:30.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY19DisyMI/AAAAAAAAAio/USWatOhdxZU/s1600-h/shawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY19DisyMI/AAAAAAAAAio/USWatOhdxZU/s400/shawn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225923740649179330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY19i448CI/AAAAAAAAAiw/WouEiTH8W98/s1600-h/music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY19i448CI/AAAAAAAAAiw/WouEiTH8W98/s400/music.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225923749063749666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY197ZQJyI/AAAAAAAAAi4/o0OLN3uFcBU/s1600-h/always.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY197ZQJyI/AAAAAAAAAi4/o0OLN3uFcBU/s400/always.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225923755641939746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-6302471056677881059?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6302471056677881059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6302471056677881059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY19DisyMI/AAAAAAAAAio/USWatOhdxZU/s72-c/shawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7863269693615584362</id><published>2008-07-22T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T15:24:47.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And yet another week has arrived. I predict that this week is gonna be a very boring one cos I'm only working on Wednesday and Thursday but the good thing is that Mr.S will be out of camp on Thursday till Sunday (i think). There's no one home as usual cos both my tenants are at work and my bloody tv is spoiled first it went crazy and now its spoiled. Sms-ed daddy about it then called him and wanted to ask if he recieved my sms but he said he was in a meeting and will call me back but till now i'm still waiting for his call! Called mummy to get a new tv and she said her friend will spend one over but till now i'm still waiting! What's up man with my parents?!?! (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching Thai Dramas and Kmovies for the past 3days and i did watch alot of stupid shows like "Who slept with her, I like it hot, Wet Dreams 2, etc..." and trust me its very very dumb. Oh and those who like Thai Drama should watch &lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/group/CRSeries_-_Sawan_Biang"&gt;Sawan Biang&lt;/a&gt; and it has  Theeradej Wongpuapan (Ken) and Ann Thongprasom in it. I super love when they cast in a show together. I'm so into Thai Dramas cos its so lovey dovey and  i feel  at home lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i think i should go call my dad and ask about the tv. Chaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7863269693615584362?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7863269693615584362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7863269693615584362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-yet-another-week-has-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-100336143784075125</id><published>2008-07-18T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T12:52:46.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm already having such a boring weekend! Baby's having outfield till Sunday and everyone seems to be booked for the weekend. Now how can that be? Let's see where are all my friends gone to... Shairah is in Dubai, Ramesh is in India, Zairi is working or spending time with Fad, Fizah is "i have no idea where is she", Yann is working i think, Delly i think is also working. I think i need new friends. I text Claud but she hasn't replied we were suppose to go to SGH cos one of her friends said that the dental there in free for under 19 but when i asked Delly i got an answer of  "no such thing" Ok... i'm too lazy to blog maybe i'll blog later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-100336143784075125?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/100336143784075125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/100336143784075125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-already-having-such-boring-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5838437147578062548</id><published>2008-07-14T02:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T03:10:50.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really hectic but fun weekend. This afternoon baby and i did something productive like cleaning up his whole room which I've been trying to get him to do that since 2007. I couldn't take the mess anymore so i decided to throw away the rubbish lying around but baby thought i was angry so he helped until we cleaned and cleared up his whole room. The amount of unwanted stuff was about 6 trash bags and a big box. Baby's room was super duper duper dusty and you could practically see the dust flying around. Now after clearing up all his rubbish, his room looks so empty and his shelfs are all empty. Haha. Baby also fixed back his bed so now we don't have to sleep on the floor and i guess its cleaner also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us woke up really late cos we slacked over at Fi's and Mitch's new place and only came home at 7am in the morning. I think the time i woke up was like dinner time around 7plus and i kept forcing baby to wake up cos he promised me chilli crab again! He finally got up and we went down around 7:45pm to order our food. There were 6-8 crabs in the metal box so we ordered and went to withdraw cash and came back at 8pm and guess what there were no more crabs. Lucky i forced baby to wake up if not no more chilli crab to eat again like last week. We ordered 2 chilli crabs and sambal kang kong and yes it was just two of us eating it. We managed to finish both chilli crab but only half the box of kang kong. After dinner which was like 9plus going 10pm, we got ready to go to Fi's and Mitch's house warming party. Everyone was there including Fizah whom i haven't seen in like months and i'm always the last one to know stuff... she joined SQ and starts in August. I wonder why is everyone flying off and away. Hmmm.... We left their place around 1am and headed down to MOS to meet baby's friends. Bloody MOS was jammed pack! I couldn't even go into Smoove and there were like people queuing to going. Can you imagine?!?! QUEUING to get into Smoove and the songs we so sucky so stayed at main thru out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHpSqzLcEkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/8iRN2V5f2ok/s1600-h/IMG_1297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHpSqzLcEkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/8iRN2V5f2ok/s400/IMG_1297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222577613135680066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHpSp9snkaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/aN40RLZ6cG8/s1600-h/IMG_1299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHpSp9snkaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/aN40RLZ6cG8/s400/IMG_1299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222577598779330978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHpSqcpsmaI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Ar_rAs890Uo/s1600-h/IMG_1307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHpSqcpsmaI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Ar_rAs890Uo/s400/IMG_1307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222577607088576930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHpSqqzOjgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/fVVhEnR21W8/s1600-h/IMG_1312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHpSqqzOjgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/fVVhEnR21W8/s400/IMG_1312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222577610886647298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cant help but think and worry about tomorrow. Its just on like mind like a bee buzzing around me. I want to help but there's nothing i can do about it. If anything were to happen, i can only blame myself because i initiated it when we made a vow weeks ago. You tell me not to worry and think about it cos its gonna be ok but are you really sure that everything will be alright? Can you a sure me that there's nothing to worry about? I just don't want this to be another fcuked up circle that both of us have to go thru again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5838437147578062548?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5838437147578062548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5838437147578062548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-had-really-hectic-but-fun-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHpSqzLcEkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/8iRN2V5f2ok/s72-c/IMG_1297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8145879305526642222</id><published>2008-07-11T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:15:44.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week is passing by so so so slowly. Baby had nights out last night so we meet up at tpc and we had KFC for dinner which was not bad. After that we walked around for awhile then headed back to my place as the shops were closing and i was tired from work and being at the hospital. Auntie Nat and family left for Aussie yesterday and she was admitted to the hospital the night before from an infection due to sun burn. (i didn't know you could get infection from sun burns) I was suppose to go to work this morning at 6:30am because i wasn't feeling so well so i slept in till 2pm then cooked myself lunch then headed over to the hospital to visit nannie. Sometimes i think me being there is just a waste of space cos i always end up in the tv lounge watching then 5:30pm Chinese drama. Left around 7pm then headed to visit the doc to get my mc for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am after all the tv shows are done and i am suppose to be studying for my pbm paper which is tomorrow but i cant figure out if i am hungry or sleepy. Haha.... Ok.. i think i shall go heat up some nuggets and potato wedges then go back to studying for my paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8145879305526642222?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8145879305526642222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8145879305526642222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-week-is-passing-by-so-so-so-slowly.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8332466940228465940</id><published>2008-07-08T06:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:41:56.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh great! I haven't slept and i have work later on at 12:30pm. Hmmm... I think its gonna be at Chai Chee Sec again and i think i'm gonna tired myself out even though its only 2 hours. I ended up editing pics of me and baby browsing thru friendster profiles. My eyes are so so so heavy but my mind is super awake. Someone please help me to get to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHKbg8B2n_I/AAAAAAAAAho/ZNA4EQpq3CM/s1600-h/together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHKbg8B2n_I/AAAAAAAAAho/ZNA4EQpq3CM/s400/together.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220405908247846898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHKbhjWdYCI/AAAAAAAAAhw/3Bc4aQuWwRo/s1600-h/loveyounme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHKbhjWdYCI/AAAAAAAAAhw/3Bc4aQuWwRo/s400/loveyounme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220405918803255330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8332466940228465940?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8332466940228465940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8332466940228465940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-great-i-havent-slept-and-i-have-work.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHKbg8B2n_I/AAAAAAAAAho/ZNA4EQpq3CM/s72-c/together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8218325124415112077</id><published>2008-07-06T23:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T02:23:56.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;TODAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing but sleep the whole day till 7:20pm. Cooked mac and cheese for dinner and here i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Left baby's place around 1pm, took a cab home then rush to get ready to meet Claudia and Hady at 3pm only to find out at 2:45pm that they changed the time to 4pm instead of 3pm and no one told me! Idiots right!?! In the end we met up at 5plus cos they were late. I went around Far East looking for berms for work but didn't seen any nice ones. Ended up buying stockings and tights cos the ones i have have holes in them. Went to Lucky Plaza cos Claud wanted to get perfumes. I got a 3/4 track pants at this shop call song&amp;amp;song. Heard of it before? They have quite a number of things. I also got a Zara kid's track pants for $15.90 and it writes ages 5-7. After that Malequee joined us then we headed to Dempsey Rd to chill but there wasn't any place to chill and most of the places were like packed. So headed back to town and slacked at Spins. Left spins at 1am plus then walked all the way to Mustafa. Shopped then met up with Shah and Gabie at Middle Rd for supper or breakfast which was around 5plus. Left around 6am plus then headed hom and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219966319573676402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHELtgmxMXI/AAAAAAAAAgg/A7iXpnYC8b4/s400/IMG_1229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219966334326859026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHELuXkM5RI/AAAAAAAAAg4/GjJ-JRpTPN0/s400/IMG_1250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219965630512762226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHELFZp2DXI/AAAAAAAAAf4/hliiwowMbIk/s400/IMG_1204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219965635670206786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHELFs3eaUI/AAAAAAAAAgA/9gxx3druGR0/s400/IMG_1212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219965637943009106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHELF1VWn1I/AAAAAAAAAgI/B05b7Ub1Udc/s400/IMG_1213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219965648099279778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHELGbKzA6I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1rxGm4e8myM/s400/IMG_1214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219965655969713410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHELG4fQTQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/qFPLjhKNHg0/s400/IMG_1215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219966327253572018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHELt9NzGbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cUlpwINLjsE/s400/IMG_1233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219966332147477554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHELuPcmLDI/AAAAAAAAAgw/gsx4mjPwJog/s400/IMG_1252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Baby came over to my place and i cooked lunch for him but he didn't eat it cos it was too spicy. After that we headed to his place cos he needed to get change then headed to town for a shopping trip. Shop quite alot then had dinner at Pepper Lunch. After shopping we headed to MOS cos baby wanted to waste time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219968016278893202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHENQRU0MpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HF6uzPzHG1o/s400/Another+picture0500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219968023030254274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHENQqedysI/AAAAAAAAAhI/7TLv0LqNtcg/s400/Another+picture0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219968036871441026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHENReCdioI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uA00nUYlk1s/s400/IMG_1178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219968045593564450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHENR-h-lSI/AAAAAAAAAhY/MGwwmgmPefg/s400/IMG_1176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219968047713604226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHENSGbb0oI/AAAAAAAAAhg/gvJbxEqlcXk/s400/IMG_1157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8218325124415112077?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8218325124415112077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8218325124415112077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-did-nothing-but-sleep-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SHELtgmxMXI/AAAAAAAAAgg/A7iXpnYC8b4/s72-c/IMG_1229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-215321058599931289</id><published>2008-07-03T03:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T04:12:21.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to be at work later at 6:30am and I'm still awake. I don't know why i just cant get to sleep but my eyes are really really tired. I so feel like popping my last sleeping pill but i cant cos i wont be able to wake up and baby's gonna nag and nag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had work in the afternoon and it was a secondary school. I went to Chai Chee Sec and OMG it was like going to the zoo just that instead of animals, they were humans. It was a total culture shock for me cos i have been to quite a number of secondary schools and i know people from different secondary schools and they are TOTALLY NOT the same from what i know. There were so many 'ah lians', 'ah bengs', 'minahs' and 'matts' and it was scary. The canteen tables were all upside down and the students were like girls and boys at a funfair. They weren't in proper uniform and some didn't even have school bags or rather most of them don't.  There were 2 classes one was the beginner class and the other was the intimidate class. I had to assist the beginner's class and they were normal academics students but they acted worst then normal technical students. It was the most tiring 2plus hours in my whole entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class, met up with daddy then headed to Little India's Mustafa to get my daily stuff and the total receipt went up to a total of $385. You must be wonder "what in the world did she buy man" well.... its nothing much lah only toiletries, perfumes, and i think thats about it. After Mustafa, we headed down to Arab Street cos daddy wanted to get the Seeshah bottles cos Niche has started doing it and business is good so he wants to introduce it there. Daddy got me the small bottle so i can Seeshah at the comfort of my own home. Hehe... You wont be seeing me around in town cos I'll be too busy at home. Total bill at Arab Street was close to a $1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to Plaza Singapura cos daddy wanted to go to Bose but it was close so we decided to walk around and look for Rachelle's (step sis) birthday as it was her 10th birthday. Ended up in this very girly kid's shop so we got her a school bag and a denim jacket with diamonds on it. Daddy got me a red jumper which looks super rocker but i like it! Haha... Will take a pic of it tomorrow or something. (Total bill = $123) After shopping we went to Thai Express which was alright but a rip off! (Total bill =$50) Ohhh... during dinner, daddy was asking if i wanna go become a monk in Thailand for 3 months on a silent retreat. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd July 2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to wake up early to study for my IT paper which is on Friday but only to realize that my stupid book is missing so i think i'm just gonna take the subpaper so i have more time to study. Met up with daddy at Bose (ps) had a look at the sound system and i so wanna get one. Now with the GSS around there's this live set for like a $1000plus and its really good. Hmm... anyone?? After that went to Arab Street to collect the goods then headed home to pick up nannie cos she wasn't feeling well so had to bring her to the hospital. Didnt have dinner yet which was around 8plus so i bought this sandwich from the vending machine is was some pizza thingy which wasn't very delicious. Since the wait was really long, daddy and i decided to have Delifrance at the hospital. I tell you..... they very the cheapo! They use plastic plate and the square plastic lunch box. Daddy went like "wah! Delifrance down grade already ah?" Haha... After dinner went back to the waiting area since there weren't any beds, they told us not to wait so we went back home first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvfJiWKtmI/AAAAAAAAAe4/GQBe1EPhS6g/s1600-h/Another+picture015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvfJiWKtmI/AAAAAAAAAe4/GQBe1EPhS6g/s400/Another+picture015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218509948170450530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what's the name of this dish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvfKhz2c-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/UZ5N_PPZ6O8/s1600-h/Another+picture019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvfKhz2c-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/UZ5N_PPZ6O8/s400/Another+picture019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218509965206385634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;beef stew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvfOHesaWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/1s24UBG3JQg/s1600-h/Another+picture034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvfOHesaWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/1s24UBG3JQg/s400/Another+picture034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218510026857802082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvgDey6aDI/AAAAAAAAAfg/jAVIjf89kMk/s1600-h/Another+picture016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvgDey6aDI/AAAAAAAAAfg/jAVIjf89kMk/s400/Another+picture016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218510943649687602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvfNTAkrzI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/qn2_cv5iq-c/s1600-h/Another+picture024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvfNTAkrzI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/qn2_cv5iq-c/s400/Another+picture024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218510012772822834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;surprisingly, the food was very yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Did i mention that TTSH the A&amp;amp;E is at the carpark cos they are renovation. So there are portable toilets and wash basins. The wash basins are really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvgabAd2MI/AAAAAAAAAfo/uP3fxR96TUg/s1600-h/Another+picture039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvgabAd2MI/AAAAAAAAAfo/uP3fxR96TUg/s400/Another+picture039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218511337769785538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc putting on the drip thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvg6ekAccI/AAAAAAAAAfw/2B5aYJS14us/s1600-h/Wash+basin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvg6ekAccI/AAAAAAAAAfw/2B5aYJS14us/s400/Wash+basin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218511888479973826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reminds of when i was a child the cooking play set. it looks sth like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-215321058599931289?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/215321058599931289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/215321058599931289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-to-be-at-work-later-at-630am-and.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGvfJiWKtmI/AAAAAAAAAe4/GQBe1EPhS6g/s72-c/Another+picture015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8386924633044248619</id><published>2008-07-01T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T10:39:51.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i need to do something productive this week cos I've been bumming around for quite some time. I had to rush my pbm assignment last night as i forgot i has such an assignment to do (i had like a month to complete it) and it was so god damn hard to do cos i had to write a motivation profile for the 5 level of Maslow's Hierarchy of needs.  Anyways i think i'm gonna fail my pbm cos i wrote like only 8 pages worth of nonsense or rather bullshit oh well i guess thats what you call assignments.  Ok... Never mind i doubt most of you don't even know what I'm blabbering about. I'm kinda asking myself a very stupid question as it is rather hard for me to get the answer... my IT paper is on Friday and i haven't even opened or so to put it touched the book (ok wait i don't even know where is my IT book!) and i have work the whole of Thursday and i can bet with myself that I'll be too lazy to study... i know most of you will be thinking that i have Wednesday to study but i doubt I'll have the energy cos I'm working later at 1230pm - 4pm and i will be super shagged out. Damn! I hate my school life ok wait... maybe its just me and how i plan my schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This are my IT topics for my paper and i have no shit clue of whatever it is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;THE TOPICS FOR THE IT EXAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1) Generic and specific application&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2) Rent or buy decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3) Stock control system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;4) Procurement system, E-procurement system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5) Bespoke software,Benefits of Bespoke software&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;6) Booking reservation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;7) Call Accounting system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;8)Vertical market software, Horizontal market structure Chat online and in real-time with friends and family! Windows Live Messenger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OH AND I REALIZED ANOTHER THING... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TIME IS MY PAPER!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Most of you who know me, knows I'm super lazy and fucked up when it comes to school but arghhh school sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so so so so so so sleepy cos i only slept for a few hours (3hrs) cos i was suppose to go to school with someone but that person didn't want to go cos he's too lazy to wake up. So here i am all dressed, hair, make up done sitting in front of the bloody laptop blogging and waiting for time to pass so i can go to work. I so feel like zham-ing the sleeping pill i have to fall asleep but then I'll be late for work cos I'll only wake up tomorrow. Ok i know what's going through your mind now... "why does she need sleeping pills?" I cant get to sleep at night and its so frustrating cos I'll be tossing and turning in bed till like 6am then only my eyes will close even though I'm super sleepy. I think I'm gonna rest my eyes for awhile. Chaos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8386924633044248619?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8386924633044248619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8386924633044248619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-i-need-to-do-something.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-1613630179194350050</id><published>2008-06-30T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:42:06.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am super duper shagged out! Baby came over to my place when he booked out on Saturday then we went to visit my grandma (ok. fine i know she stays one floor up so no need for complaining its far) after that we to his granddad's place at amk then headed back to his place cos he wanted to change and go out. I so badly wanted to eat Popeye's at the Singapore flyer but it was jam back FULL and so disappointing cos if i new i would have just went to the one at the airport. So we decided to walk back all the way to Marina Square and have Carl's Jr which was actually a good decision cos we were super hungry and it was SHIOK! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner cabbed down to Clark Quay to meet baby's friends then headed to MOS. I was suppose to be at Zouk for Infected Mushroom but didnt go down cos i know its gonna jam pack cos of the first phys-trance dj spinning in sg. It was a good thing i didnt go cos those who went told me that is was ok-ok only and they could have done better so i guess my time and money didnt go to waste for going to MOS instead. After clubbing we went to slack with baby's friends till 1pm then headed back. Came home and slept like pigs till 10pm we want to go down and order chili crab again but sadly, the last crab was just ordered by some idiot... ( I didnt know zhi char's crab will finish one...) Ordered sambal kang kong ad  two more dished which i have no idea what they are called then slacked till this morning 6am cos baby had to book by 6:30am for his shift starts at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home and slept till now and i'm still feeling tired and a little restless. Oh well... i have to sleep early tonight anyways cos i have to go to school tomorrow morning and i've gotta be at work at 12pm. Arghhh.... Its gonna be a tiring day a headed for the next few days cos tomorrow there's work, Thursday i have to work from 7am-4pm and Friday i have a paper so i'm wondering now... HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO STUDY??? hmmm.... guess i will have to mug really hard on Wednesday then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGib1lMJJ9I/AAAAAAAAAeY/oMQJqANI3qs/s1600-h/1_149496134l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGib1lMJJ9I/AAAAAAAAAeY/oMQJqANI3qs/s400/1_149496134l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217591513127135186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's morning yellow box madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGib1iXga_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/5KPKsOJaPbA/s1600-h/1_693182023l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGib1iXga_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/5KPKsOJaPbA/s400/1_693182023l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217591512369490930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the way to City Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGib11mkShI/AAAAAAAAAeo/yYKLcmqPW4A/s1600-h/1_817441322l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGib11mkShI/AAAAAAAAAeo/yYKLcmqPW4A/s400/1_817441322l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217591517532932626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at MOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGib1xth8YI/AAAAAAAAAew/mlvgCM69ta4/s1600-h/1_780339698l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGib1xth8YI/AAAAAAAAAew/mlvgCM69ta4/s400/1_780339698l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217591516488397186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singapore Flyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-1613630179194350050?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1613630179194350050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1613630179194350050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-super-duper-shagged-out-baby-came.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGib1lMJJ9I/AAAAAAAAAeY/oMQJqANI3qs/s72-c/1_149496134l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-6570413149178147250</id><published>2008-06-26T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T16:41:41.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel kinda guilty cos i didn't go to work today. I had to be at the shop at 6:30am but i woke up at 7plus so i called Richard and told him i just woke up he said never i can come down to the office at 12pm cos the 7am class already started. So being me i went back to bed and the next thing i knew it was 11am and there wasn't any time to rush down to the office so i called in sick from food poisoning so i haver to go and get an mc later on. I shouldn't have taken the sleeping pill last night... every time i pop them, i sleep the whole day and I'll sleep like a dead log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still very much sleepy but i'm trying so hard to stay awake because if i go back to sleep, i'll only wake up later around 11plus and then i cant get to sleep. Hmm... now i'm wondering if there are any classes tomorrow so that i can go down and work. I need money and something to do to pass my time while baby is in camp. I've been blabbering about work but i never said what am i working as... forgetful me. Ok i am a skating instructor assistant basically i teach and help them how to wear the protective gear properly and their skates and just skate around when class starts cos the instructor will teach them the 'moves'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first class yesterday at RGPS( Raffles Girls Pri Sch) and it was not bad as i found that i could still cope even though there were so many kids. There was this girl who really caught my eye cos she's really playful and loud so she caught all our attention. Her name is Rachel and is in pri 3 she's chubby and has a really cheeky look. Every time we ask her to do something, she does the opposite and when we ask her to skate around the basket ball court, she goes to center and kick all the small cones that we have laid on the ground. She's uber cute but uber naughty. Haha. I'm surprise that i can work with kids when i actually kinda don't like them. I guess its just the first lesson so i cant say much we'll have to see cos i know there will be more classes coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up Uncle Paul, Auntie Nat, Jamie and Ben at Nannie's place last nigt cos daddy picked them up from the airport. Emily didn't come over and its kinda sad but oh well. Uncle Avtar was there too think he came back from his Thailand trip. I should go up later and see if their there so can have some 'cousin bonding time' haha. Oh ya! I must blog about this. Daddy has kinda agreed to loan us the cash but he want us to check how much is it in totally. I hope that daddy has enough cash to spare for us then we can have a happy ending... Haha. Most of you must be wondering what the hell is the loan for but i cant say for now cos its a secret. When everything is final then I'll share with everyone. Go to go.... talking to baby on the line and he's singing some stupid song which is super nan ting! haha... chaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-6570413149178147250?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6570413149178147250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6570413149178147250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-feel-kinda-guilty-cos-i-didnt-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7814471587358283840</id><published>2008-06-25T03:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T04:00:38.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been have such a rough few days that i feel very drained out from my body. So much of tears dropping and hair falling... think i'm growing old faster than i can say  'old'. Was suppose to meet up with baby on Sunday afternoon at Yio Chu Kang but i'm so used to taking the train towards Marina bay so i happily and confidently boarded the train until it said "next stop novena" i was like eh... i thought its braddle or bishan? where's the sun? (Bishan is not an underground line) then i strucked me when the door was about to close that i was on the wrong side. Super embarrassing when i walked out of that train and towards the opposite one. Finally on the right track, i meet baby at Yio Chu Kang and headed to Katib to take a bus back to Tamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus was super duper pack to the max and people still wanted to squeeze in which was like CRAZY! I was complaining to Shawn how come Singaporeans still wanna die die squeeze onto the bus when its so super obvious that THERE IS NO MORE SPACE and the driver also very stupid cos he let them up and never say or do a thing. The lease he could do was to stand up and ask the back people to move in abit cos there was space in the back and not the front but he didn't do so. STUPID DRIVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally got to Tamp, we couldn't decide on what to eat so ended at Pastamania and this KID IRRITATED ME TO THE MAX! OK I'm gonna say this honestly.... i do like kids but only if they're at the age of between 3-5 other than that please stay far far awayyyy from me. She was sitting opposite me and her mom went to order and she started to like stare at me with that little girl's "whats your problem's face" and so knowing me, i did the same thing back to her (i know it was childish of me to do so but she was irritating me and i was having a bad day.. i think) Baby asked me to stop looking at her and i did but she didn't stop and the next time you know, she started crying. Me, being me felt so guilty cos i was looking at her throughout the whole while but in the end i felt like a fool cos she was crying for he mom to get back at the table cos she was scared being alone. Nabei right!?!? Make me feel so guilty for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night we left for the chalet and had fun.... i didn't catch everyone's name but somehow i felt that no one there liked me cos I'm like so opposite from them meaning... the way i dress, talk and do stuff so kinda felt a little left out after Fi and Mitch came down. Thank god for them if not i would have just sat on the bed alone for hours and wait for baby till he finishes mingling around. When  Fi and Mitch came i was like super happy to see them at least i had some friends to talk to and not be alone. But they left around 2plus cos Fi had work the next morning. So i slept on the bed till like 5plus when i heard some scary noises coming beside me... but its was actually baby's friend snoring like there was gonna be a thunder storm... (sorry baby i'm saying this about your friend. but it was really scary)so i woke up and went downstairs and that too was scary cos everyone look as though they were dead but they we all tired from drinking and staying over night since Friday. Found baby, slacked for awhile then left for home. Got home i super felt like dying cos i drank too much until baby had to stuff his finger down my throat and i puked like 5 times. ( i know this is disgusting but think about it... how many guys or rather bf would stuff his finger down ur throat just to help u vomit it all out? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathe, changed and was suppose to go down to ntuc to get campbell soup but we fell asleep till like 6:45pm so woke up and went straight down to order chili crab and sambal kang kong. Super Shiok.... During the wait we went to ntuc to get some stuff but the ntuc SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a conversation between me and baby :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: remind me to buy tampons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby: ya i know. i'm looking for it... found it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Baby staring at the shelf for a good 2mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: darling how come no tampon one? i thought everywhere got sell. my house downstairs mama shop got leh. how come here ntuc dont have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby: dont know leh... i think tampines all use pad with wings. (with a serious look and tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOLLL!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but laughing. went up for dinner and watched So you think you can dance and it was good... i only have 2pics to post during the eating session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGFN6VCJ2NI/AAAAAAAAAd4/r3lXlUtB4Ac/s1600-h/Another+picture130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGFN6VCJ2NI/AAAAAAAAAd4/r3lXlUtB4Ac/s400/Another+picture130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215535507945674962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;baby swore the crab was still alive. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGFN6gfxqAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/oucDEZ1by9o/s1600-h/Another+picture131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGFN6gfxqAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/oucDEZ1by9o/s400/Another+picture131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215535511022708738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how my baby looks like after eating. ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This last part of my post is dedicated to my Hunny Bunny Shawn Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that in the past we've been thru so much together and yes it still hurts sometime but i hope that the pain will slowly fade away and that we can start a fresh and not think about all those fucked up crap. During these past few days, you shown me and others how much effort your trying to make it right and different and i am thankful for that and i don't ask for more. I know that by doing this is so not you but your doing this because of me and i don't know how much to thank you and tell you that i love you. Even now i have to tell my dad about certain stuff which you know i totally no guts to do so but u talked me thru it so it wont cock up tomorrow and i hope it wont. I hope my dad will allow and that things will go smoothly.... I know by going with me its gonna be a big sacrifice for you and it kinda pains me at the same time but i need you by my side too. We'll see how things go tomorrow ok cos tomorrow is my moment of truth. I wanna let you know that i love you alot and its worth loving you because i know no other guy would do what you did for me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I love you baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGFQ2xu6QNI/AAAAAAAAAeI/of7llx9uxKw/s1600-h/Another+picture061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGFQ2xu6QNI/AAAAAAAAAeI/of7llx9uxKw/s400/Another+picture061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215538745464996050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this moment stays forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH YA! Did i mention that i have an interview tomorrow afternoon at 2pm. I applied as a skating instructor and i'm going down tomorrow for the interview. Dont know how is it gonna turn out but i hope good. I know what is going thru your minds now... Alicia?? Apply for job?? Sure anot she can work?? I don't think she can handle ah.... This is what your thinking right??... No worries cos i'm doing the same... haha. i just need something to do cos i have too much time on my hands one. So i decide to send in my resume. Will see how it goes tomorrow... Wish me luck babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7814471587358283840?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7814471587358283840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7814471587358283840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-been-have-such-rough-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SGFN6VCJ2NI/AAAAAAAAAd4/r3lXlUtB4Ac/s72-c/Another+picture130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-1429660348451390523</id><published>2008-06-22T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T02:14:34.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a boring Saturday night. I'm on the phone with HB while he's having his shift. NABEI! he just hang up cos he wants to close his eyes. Oh well... i cant blame him cos he's tired. Didn't get to do anything done today cos i woke up at 5pm. The only thing i got to do was put my care bear blanket into the washer and hang it after it was done. Dad called saying that he wants to have dinner with me then called me again at 7.30-8 telling me to grab dinner myself... HOW IRRITATING! I was too lazy to go down and plus i was on the line with HB ended up not eating till like 10 plus cos i called dad and forced him to have dinner with me. Came home at 11 plus then slacked till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on the phone with Candy just now before i took a shower and i'm so JEALOUS cos she's going on a holiday this Wednesday till the 30th! Stupid bitch was suppose to go with me but end up going with her new lover(bf). *I guess bf more important than a good friend huh... haha kidding* I so wanna go on a holiday but i cant seem to find the company to cos everyone's either busy or no money. Haix.... Uncle Paul and Auntie Natalie are coming over next from Aussie with the rest of the family so i hope i get to see Emily. Haven seen her since we were younger like when we were 7 years old?!? I super miss her like crazy cos she's one crazy girl who lives in fantasy land. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg.. wanna read up on something that has caught my eyes.. hehe! Chaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-1429660348451390523?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1429660348451390523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1429660348451390523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-boring-saturday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-4857202752246443859</id><published>2008-06-18T05:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T05:44:08.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired but yet i cant get to sleep maybe cos i slept too much this afternoon and evening. I just got off the phone with Yann and we're suppose to wake up at 8am and go to school to hand in our it assignment which was actually due last thursday. We kept postponing the day cos we were too busy enjoying the  busy party nights. And because of this i haven been going for cheer training and the best part is that i didnt even inform coach... i think i'm gonna get a hell load of pt next training. My eyes are trying to close but my body is super hyper and this sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HB is in camp now and he's doing his opts (don't know if its spelled this way). Its so boring cos his doing morning shift tomorrow and now he's asleep and i have no one to talk to on the phone. Sobs sobs. Anyways, things have gotten back to normal and i like it this way now. I hope it will stay this way and that whatever is being said and done by us will stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i'm too lazy to blog anymore.... gonna go complete desperate housewives. chaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-4857202752246443859?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4857202752246443859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4857202752246443859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-tired-but-yet-i-cant-get-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-4365665751743432122</id><published>2008-06-10T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:06:04.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so shitty! I've been feeling sick for the past 2days and it isn't getting any better plus the weather is just adding up to it. I wish it would rain so that it would feel abit cooler and everyone would be happy. OK wait I'm being lame again cos I'm bored and there's nothing to do at home. I slept for a mere 3hours and i woke up from a freaking tooth ache and cos i was also hungry. I wonder why cant i be like other who just sleep over their hunger. Hmmm... I think i'm getting old cos i keep forgetting that i have cheer training every tuesdays and fridays and i keep making plans on those days and somehow remember that i have training last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm hope i can get to catch Sex and the City today with Hugo cos we were suppose to watch it like last week but i guess he forgot to call and so we didnt meet up. Oh yes! Because of my tooth ache, i called up the dentist the minute i woke up and made a dental appointment. Never did like going to the dentist cos of the yucky smell which always makes me feel like puking. But then again there are alot of cute dentist so i must look forward to that. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-4365665751743432122?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4365665751743432122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4365665751743432122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-feel-so-shitty-ive-been-feeling-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-1179451695752456388</id><published>2008-06-01T05:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T05:27:32.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5:22am and i am still awake even though i'm really really dead beat. Kinda loading Desperate Housewives and the streaming is super slow so i decided to blog a little. I cant believe i'm drinking coffee when i actually hate the taste of it hmmm.... i guess the things people do when they're bored. I'm too lazy to blog and i forgot what i wanted to blog about. SHIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-1179451695752456388?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1179451695752456388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1179451695752456388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/06/522am-and-i-am-still-awake-even-though.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-2226400809686418403</id><published>2008-05-27T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:55:14.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got dragged out of bed at 11:57am by my mom cos she wanted me to follow her to the altering shop to alter my jeans which i have been complaining for weeks thats it keeps dropping and the best part is that i slept at 6am cos i was trying to finish up Desperate Housewives season 1 but i didn't manage to cos... i was too tired. I've gotta start doing my pbm assignment also and i have no clue when is the deadline maybe its already over. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days I've stayed really clean from all my dirty nonsense e.g clubbing, drinking, smoking and etc... and i feel happier cos no toxins in my body and i wont die so fast. I know I'm lame but its true. Do you realize that when you don't do all this shit for like a week or so, you feel fucking refresh like your a new person. But then again... I SO WANNA PARTY SOON cos I'm getting a little bored at home sitting in front of the com and watching my series. At first i never really like Desperate Housewives but now after watching a few episodes, i kinda grew to like it cos its so mysterious and every epi has a new secret to unveil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! My blog is so dead at this point of time... ROSA WHERE ARE YOU??? I NEED YOU TO COME TO MY BLOG AND BLOG RUBBISH AGAIN. And i actually so miss you. haha... Gosh i feel so lesbo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-2226400809686418403?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2226400809686418403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2226400809686418403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-got-dragged-out-of-bed-at-1157am-by.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-4987708494740188041</id><published>2008-05-22T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:59:30.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven really been blogging cos i've been super busy. Busy not with school but partying like crazy with the rest. Been out since last thurs night till last night all the way partying and yet i can still go for training in the evening the go back to the party place. I am so dead beat cos i haven slept on my bed for like 4nights straight (sat,sun,mon,tues) but i did have alot of FUN cos i got to meet new people when all i've ever heard are their names and such and such. The weekend was a total blast and i LOVED IT to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B was really nice to come down a check on me during one of the party nights cos he was suppose to pick me up and send me home but i was too into "party mood" so i didnt want to leave. He even bought me a packet of smint sweets which were like yummy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thers's training tomorrow night again and i cant be late this time again if not i'll get F**ked by Mich again. Sunday's the performance at i have no idea where but i'm really looking forward to it cos its been a really long time since i last performed cheer. The stunts are really nice and this time i'm training both with the juniors and other school cheerleaders such as ij students. I also joined the all girl's squad that my cheer leading coach opened. I haven gotten a chance to train with them cos of this upcoming performance but i think next week training will resume and i guess it will be totally different cos its gonna be all girls and the strength cant be compared to a guy's strength but i have faith in everyone. I hope all goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention that WWF on Sunday was F**KING DOPE! M.A.N.D.Y was spinning and it took my breath away. All of us were so tired but we couldn't stop dancing cos the music was making us high. I wish there'll be another one soon. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*I KEEP TELLING MYSELF THAT I AM HAPPY AND THAT NOTHING ELSE MATTERS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-4987708494740188041?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4987708494740188041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4987708494740188041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/05/haven-really-been-blogging-cos-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-4901895056710146182</id><published>2008-05-13T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T19:58:39.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I apologies to my friends who have been trying to get me to go for classes and exams especially Yann and Imran. I know you guys have been nagging and nagging for the past few weeks and i just ignore. I promise to start going to school and my paper starting of tomorrow and i guess i will have to cos my bloody mom is back in SG and this sucks because she is a total pain in the ass. Haix! As Yann said... I have been concentrating on my social life more than any important stuff like school and all. I just don't know what to say about myself and i know how much it sucks and how much is everyone hating me for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are just going super down hill and i don't know how to save it anymore or maybe i just wanna ignore the facts of reality. I wish i didn't have to see or hear the lies of everyone especially you! I don't understand why i still trust you after all this fucked up shit you made me feel so much like a fool because you hit my weak points and you saw my tears. I don't know what is true now the 'truth' when you told her or the 'truth' when you told me. Please tell me which one i should believe now cos you have been lying one too many times and i think its time you stop it. You've never seen or felt the hurt that i have been feeling for this time and you will never know no matter how hard you try. You say you wanna be there to help but think again because this is not the first time you have said this and you were never there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at yourself and reflect please. Try to help yourself before saying you wanna help me. It hurts to see you doing this to yourself and i wanna cry because i feel the hurt your body is feeling. Maybe we're too young to understand the meaning of life and what it should actually be but then again, its never too late to learn from our mistakes and try to make amends. I hope that whatever you said to me that both nights its was from your heart and true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-4901895056710146182?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4901895056710146182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/4901895056710146182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-apologies-to-my-friends-who-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5944665561099564394</id><published>2008-05-08T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:02:40.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling super sleepy and i hate this feeling. Fucked up! Sometimes i stop and wonder why is this happening over and over again. Just when i thought it ended and is done and over with, it comes back and it makes me feel extremely lost and confused. I thought i was ok but i guess time snapped me back into reality and here you are again making me feel like a fool. I did have a good laugh when you were gone but now its totally different. Instead of laughing, i am tearing and thinking of the "what ifs" again and it suck. Someone told me something just the other day and i am very shocked and disappointed in you and your ability to make up stories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5944665561099564394?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5944665561099564394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5944665561099564394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-feeling-super-sleepy-and-i-hate-this.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-2824545685228196183</id><published>2008-05-02T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:58:50.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so shag! I slept at 5plus cos i was on the phone with Yann and he was super talking major crap (ok i know this sentence makes no sense) which he doesnt even know he was saying. I'm suppose to be studying for my Communication Management subpaper which is tomorrow but i'm like super sleepy and i cant seem to concentrate. I think i need to go to bed at a earlier time so i wont feel so fucked up the next day. I went to meet B at his fire station last night and i brought him donuts. See how nice i am. I took at $8.40 cab there to pass him the donuts talked for like 15mins then left for home another $8.40 cab. The things i will do for my friends. Hmm.... B said he'll come over and help me paste the stars on my ceiling but i doubt he's really gonna come over cos he keeps bluffing me haha. I think i wanna paint my ceiling back so when i put the stars it'll look real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm not as dumb as you think i am. even though i dont say many things and i believed your every word, i'm not that stupid. i knew alot of things even before you left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-2824545685228196183?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2824545685228196183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2824545685228196183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-so-shag-i-slept-at-5plus-cos-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-1466381491240360975</id><published>2008-05-01T15:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T15:53:14.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! Life has been super hectic but super happening and enjoyable. I guess its bcos i've put the past behind me and moved on (I'm so over you after seeing everything). Now i ask myself this "WTF WAS I THINKING?!? crying over someone who was just a total waste of time, tears and a heartache" I guess i was too blinded by love and i couldnt see many things. Love makes one stupid... REALLY STUPID haha. Hmmm.... Life now is to die for and I'M LOVIN IT! Woohooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I shall start blogging properly. Classes for remodules has started and i've been going to classes and yes studying. Believe it! I'm having back to back papers every sat till god knows when and i studied for my accounting and costing paper somehow. Dont really know how i did it but ya maybe cos i'm too scared of paying another 300bucks and seeing a bunch of weird people. Haha! I changed my phone to a better one or rather as my dad says it is but i dont really think its better maybe just the cam and the sound. My old phone is so much more loved by me cos its slim and easier to use and hold. My Thailand trip was so not a blast BUT i'm going back there maybe early June with Candy and new love if the plan does go thru and i hope it does. I got myself a new love and his name is also Bryan. Haha BRIAN HOE DOES NOT LOVE ME ANYMORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody Imeem trying to get the song i want but its loading god damn slow and its pissing me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-1466381491240360975?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1466381491240360975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/1466381491240360975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-life-has-been-super-hectic-but.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8250494651339114519</id><published>2008-04-29T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T00:15:12.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8250494651339114519?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8250494651339114519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8250494651339114519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8014631304752488682</id><published>2008-04-12T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T00:42:00.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 12th today. Yes, I have to say this.. I'll be seeing&lt;em&gt; you&lt;/em&gt;, you, you and you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Aliciaaaaaa.. Where are youuuuuu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8014631304752488682?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8014631304752488682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8014631304752488682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-12th-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rosa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jfhIHI6KvAs/R6HTTgLBe-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/zzcCGMN7_4Q/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-6487021620538436590</id><published>2008-04-10T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T17:28:12.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waiting, waiting for one more touch.&lt;br /&gt;For the feeling of being held, being loved.&lt;br /&gt;If I could have the power to love forever, I would give it to &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling fast, flat, and very deep to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-6487021620538436590?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6487021620538436590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6487021620538436590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/04/waiting-waiting-for-one-more-touch.html' title=''/><author><name>Rosa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jfhIHI6KvAs/R6HTTgLBe-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/zzcCGMN7_4Q/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-8638439520341966690</id><published>2008-04-10T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:14:06.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm.. I'm in love again Alicia. Hahaha. Never mind, it's 10th today. I'm so sorry for not covering all the past entries. But I'm trying.. to find something to typeeeee.. Muahaha. I have like a lot to write siaa..but somehow, I'm wondering for fuck what should I write it here rightt? Lol. Anyway, I kinda miss you huh Ali. Macam faham. Hmphhh! Dahhh ahhh.. be thankful that I'm saving your blog. I saw tags anyway. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DDDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-8638439520341966690?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8638439520341966690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/8638439520341966690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/04/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Rosa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jfhIHI6KvAs/R6HTTgLBe-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/zzcCGMN7_4Q/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7463563730574349831</id><published>2008-04-09T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:03:18.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Wednesday. And and and and, I think I can't go Australia. I may go back to Singapore. So hell yeahhhh, get your voice ready okayy.. We will go Kbox, beach, sun tan, then more of smoking and chilling. Damn itttt.. Seee you soon Singapore! Oh rightt, I'm in love I'm in loveeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Macam faham. Like as if it's my blog. Hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7463563730574349831?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7463563730574349831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7463563730574349831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Rosa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jfhIHI6KvAs/R6HTTgLBe-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/zzcCGMN7_4Q/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-3329320671877527737</id><published>2008-04-06T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:25:47.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG OMG OMG! I MISS SINGAPOREEEEEEEE!~!!!! You know what? I think I will go to Singapore for a holiday! Soon enough, I will go Kbox and stuffs. Sun-tan, blah blah~ Hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyohhhh.. What to writeeeeeeee???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(#$*&amp;amp;(a@#*##(@(@&amp;amp;*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care Alicia! Me love~ LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-3329320671877527737?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3329320671877527737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3329320671877527737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/04/yo-yo-yo-yo-omg-omg-omg-i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Rosa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jfhIHI6KvAs/R6HTTgLBe-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/zzcCGMN7_4Q/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5090542375951063698</id><published>2008-04-02T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:06:29.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeahhh..for her sakeeeeeee, I should make all the past entries to be covered by mine. And damn, I feel like I'm the nicest person ever, right Alicia? LOL. Hmmm.. Let's see if there's anything I should bull the shit out of me. Well, maybe, because I don't know if the readers are still coming here, which is purely not my blog, but they have to read my craps, which is rather sad. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.. I will come back later. Hmphhhh! BYEEEEEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5090542375951063698?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5090542375951063698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5090542375951063698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/04/yeahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Rosa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jfhIHI6KvAs/R6HTTgLBe-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/zzcCGMN7_4Q/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7360950942315716530</id><published>2008-04-02T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:42:42.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Hello! This is Rosa. Hahaha, damn it. I'm a contributor of this damned abandoned blog which is dying. And for the fact that I am a very nice person, and Ms Alicia requested me to have this pleasure to yeah.. basically, update it. Lol. I think I'm going to crap alot, but for now.. I just wanna say thatttttttttt.. I think that I am in love, Alicia. HAHAHAH! I'm typing this so that when you see this, you will see this Ali and you can laugh off me or something. Lalalalalaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahh.. Being a Vietnamese young girl is a nice thing to be. LOL!~ WTF? Ok.. I'm going to back to Singapore someday, and make sure you will just bring your ass along to karaoke with me, Ali. Dahhhh.. I think I'm trying to be lame but somehow it's not making sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you're currenly arrived to Thailand and yeahh..prolly eating, or shopping or whatever it is, but I'm sure you're missing me just like I am. Hahhaha. But yeahhh, have a fun trip girl. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your very nice friend Rosa who told you what's phone sex for. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Lotta loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7360950942315716530?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7360950942315716530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7360950942315716530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-hello-this-is-rosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Rosa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jfhIHI6KvAs/R6HTTgLBe-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/zzcCGMN7_4Q/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-2359556915628011037</id><published>2008-04-01T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:37:09.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some time away from here might do me some good. Gotta come back with a clear head and stop letting people take advantage of me and my weakness. This trip was booked super last minute like yesterday night around 9pm. I cant wait to board the flight and shop, eat and rot. I might even come back with a new lover or something... ha ha kidding. I hope this trip will do me some good. See ya when i see ya guys. ha ha. LOVES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-2359556915628011037?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2359556915628011037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/2359556915628011037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-time-away-from-here-might-do-me.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-7768756623966224419</id><published>2008-04-01T01:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T01:48:20.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't even know what am i suppose to blog about. It just hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-7768756623966224419?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7768756623966224419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/7768756623966224419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont-even-know-what-am-i-suppose-to.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-6766842791078791208</id><published>2008-03-30T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:56:49.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant decide on whether i should get myself a new Nds cos mine was lost or should i use the money to get another tattoo. I so wanna do another one but I'm afraid I'llregret it later on and i know its gonna hurt big time. Hmmm.... Which shall it be? ok never about that now i think the one thing i would really love right now is a talking and flying elephant which has like super big ears OH! and it must come from a white bird carrying it in a diaper. Ha ha! I think I've been watching too many cartoons with talking, flying elephants in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's in town and he's leaving again on Wednesday i think. Well there are alot of good news for me cos I'm moving out soon. I hope the plan falls thru so i can have some space for myself and not deal with the rambling on an old woman.  School starts tomorrow and i dread it big time cos i doubt there's anyone who's gonna be in the same class as me and I'm too sick and tired of making new friends. The only thing I'm ok with is that all my classes are from 9am-12pm so i don't have to stay in school much. The whole campus is like super run down and the food there sucks! And there whole place is like filled with China students who are so.... ARGH!!! I cant stand them cos they really piss me off. If i pass my subs and re modules, then i should be getting my dip in 3-4 months time kinda thinking where should i study next. Daddy is trying to brain wash me to study as usual and he made me a really good offer and I'm still thinking about it since 2004. Should i go or should i stay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-6766842791078791208?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6766842791078791208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/6766842791078791208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-decide-on-whether-i-should-get.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-3321296019579347870</id><published>2008-03-28T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:40:04.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The last song we listened to before you left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-3321296019579347870?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3321296019579347870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/3321296019579347870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-song-we-listened-to-before-you.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519732.post-5524070905527537051</id><published>2008-03-25T10:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T10:25:41.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I caught Leap Years last night at Vivo and i think that the story was too deep for me and i couldn't take it. During the show, the whole cinema was so quiet that you could hear people trying to clear their nose from the tearing. I rate the movie a 10/10 even though some people hate the show or doesn't like Wong Li-Lin. I got home thinking about the show and i guess it fucked up my mind abit. I don't know if it was right of me to be sarcastic last night or if i shouldn't have but the answers were so clear to you and you pretended not to notice. I guess i made you feel like an ass but like i said i didn't see a point in saying when its just a one sided thing. You cant blame me for being like this cos its not my fault for being so upset and all. The only thing you can blame is this mess we're going thru cos its screwing with the both of us. Maybe what they say is right maybe we do need distant away to find ourselves and decide what we need and want. I don't want to go back to the months of not talking again cos i find it really fucked up and i hope this will end soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i miss waking up next to you on a Sunday mornings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519732-5524070905527537051?l=likeneverbefore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5524070905527537051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519732/posts/default/5524070905527537051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeneverbefore.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-caught-leap-years-last-night-and-vivo.html' title=''/><author><name>LICIASIDHU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0R70ZYFRtcY/SIY8pPmMsWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6W18vGhX0a0/S220/licia.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
