<?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-26235188</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:46:16.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about us</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8226176411938277706</id><published>2008-10-22T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:18:24.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Though actually i've already decided not to blog on this blog anymore due to some reason but just like to share something that i'm truly amazed - a nation in concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest precious wanted to give me a surprise and brought me to victoria concert hall last saturday. I asked myself," Is dearest bringing me to some band concert?" So i keep asking him and he refused to say but just told me that i'll truly enjoy it. So went to collect the ticket from his brother that dearest bought. $41 per ticket, circle seating, A NATION IN CONCERT. Didn't really manage to guess what is it about but just feeling excited about it. Later on when i was given a booklet about the concert, then i know its a concert that is performed by the disabled, blinds, down syndrome kids and more for fundraising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert is exciting and touching. It makes me realise how fortunate i am and how wonderful they are. Though they are not born so much perfect as we are, but after the concert, i realized they are much more perfect than me. Actually they are just a normal person like anyone and more i think. The courage they have is something for me to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what i always believe, God is fair and fair enough to make me learn so much from them. A very touching concert that i will never forget. I cried because its really touching and really worth the money to watch this concert.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dearest. Again, you use another method to let me learn new things. A very good learning night. A night that i will remembered for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really the little things we do to make a big different. There are a small group of people in this society that is being neglected by the busy us. We shall give some time for ourselves and them, stop, and think about our life and the meaningful things we have done for the society each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, i love you as always (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8226176411938277706?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8226176411938277706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8226176411938277706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8226176411938277706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8226176411938277706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/10/though-actually-ive-already-decided-not.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-5308217676511819481</id><published>2008-08-31T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:53:04.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes. In life, you got to give up something in exchange with another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; to love is to scarifies and to love, we got to undergo sufferings. I've made up my mind for what i really want for my life. I sure work hard with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've choose you my dear Mr. Sim (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-5308217676511819481?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/5308217676511819481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=5308217676511819481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5308217676511819481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5308217676511819481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3295967309439420719</id><published>2008-08-31T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T00:44:19.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jesus poses some probing questions to challenge our assumptions about what is most profitable and worthwhile. In every decision of life we are making ourselves a certain kind of person. The kind of person we are, our character, determines to a large extend the kind of future we will face and live. It is possible that some can gain all the things they set their heart on, only to wake up suddenly and discover that they missed the most important things of all. Of what value are material things if they don't help you gain what truly lasts in eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we have is an out-right gift from God. We owe him everything, including our lives. A true disciple of jesus gladly gives up all that he or she has in exchange for an unending life of joy and happiness with God. God gives without measure. The joy he offers no sadness or loss can diminish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cross of Christ leads to victory and freedom from sins and death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3295967309439420719?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/3295967309439420719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=3295967309439420719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3295967309439420719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3295967309439420719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/08/jesus-poses-some-probing-questions-to.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-4536382055939871210</id><published>2008-08-22T00:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T00:25:15.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA! miss out something the previous post. Let me share some photos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Wednesday, thaddeus and friends are suppose to meet up to study. Ok, they did and it's time for lunch. So since seoulgarden has student meal, we decided to have that for our lunch. Each paid $14.10. It's quite cheap compare to the normal price. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, we have cooking competition after everyone start to feel full and cannot really continue eating anymore. There is no restriction in the ingredients used for the competition. So we can use anything like prawn in ice-cream or something worst then that. And.... we try to act professional. HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237003807614070274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/SK2TN1g0bgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/EqYfrTHGwPA/s320/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is prepared by my precious once again! NICE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237003813743443922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/SK2TOMWLP9I/AAAAAAAAAHI/5D0ZrRnKep8/s320/DSC00063+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is prepared by ME for precious! I can be part time ice-cream girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237003821792934658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/SK2TOqVUuwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/h6-CxVw4fWk/s320/DSC00066+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the trial cooking by precious - it's prawn with malay dessert underthe prawn and sause is melted ice-cream. Dare to try? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237005340083273522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/SK2UnCZ8vzI/AAAAAAAAAHY/hm6LdVzyIeg/s320/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is my making! Mine is the most edible one! prawn wth beef under it and with some mini tomatoes and onions. Sause is thousand island salad sause. Nice? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Name of food: Under the sea. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237005345398318946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/SK2UnWNJ52I/AAAAAAAAAHg/oAicPbAuTKc/s320/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is precious's making! you dare to try? its prawn, crabmeat and fish. This sause is melted ice-cream, thousand island salad sause and orange juice. And there is lime with ice-cream at the back! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Name of food: Above the sea -_-'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237005356093716450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/SK2Un-DIt-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/NdVfCiX7XoI/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is amar's making. He has kimchi, beef and ice-cream. His look like food competition for children. LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Name of food: No idea?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Definitely a fun day with precious again! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-4536382055939871210?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/4536382055939871210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=4536382055939871210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4536382055939871210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4536382055939871210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/08/haha-miss-out-something-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/SK2TN1g0bgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/EqYfrTHGwPA/s72-c/DSC00062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-6975318906595693115</id><published>2008-08-20T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:15:48.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday was the day when i got my freedom back! i'm free from exams! though it's just 3 papers but this 3 papers can kill. Last minute work don't really work on me actually. It just make me more stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious still having exams. I shall use this time to show him my LOVE! lol. have been neglecting his feelings during exams. Thank him for all the forgiveness ! LOVE HIM SO SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to precious house to bake cake with her mum. Feel shy because it just his mum and i. LOL ! Successfully, we bake quite alot of mini cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update about but now just hoping to give good grades and also to enjoy my holidays with precious. hahas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS !&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-6975318906595693115?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/6975318906595693115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=6975318906595693115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6975318906595693115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6975318906595693115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/08/tuesday-was-day-when-i-got-my-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-1999489652329419966</id><published>2008-07-28T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:54:23.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What you think about life? A unfair or or you think god is fair to everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, we look at our life, complaining about the suffering we have to go through. Like me, always complaining about the 5000 words proposal that need to be submitted in a weeks time. But think about it, there are people in this world who do not even have the chance to study. Why am i here complaining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the patients lying in the ward hoping the doctor can discharge them, why am i still choosing the food i want and thinking of buying all those clothes and dresses when i already have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know why and i do not know how to explain, i just believe that god is fair. I believe he loves everyone. People can argue how fair can the world be. There are still so many people searching for food and kids suffering from malnutrition. But i believe they are the one who scarifies and teach us how fortunate we are leaving in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future, i will be an obstetric nurse. I believe it will definitely be a very unspeakable feeling to be the second person to hold the babies. And if i work harder, i can even be the first to bring the child to this world. A new born babies ..... He/She will walk through the journey of life like us. Though it's not easy but i believe this world is still a beautiful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will want to walk through this beautiful life of mine with you, my precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-1999489652329419966?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1999489652329419966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=1999489652329419966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1999489652329419966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1999489652329419966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-you-think-about-life-unfair-or-or.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8805153095059658404</id><published>2008-07-27T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:47:19.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime when i go for attachment, i see those patients lying on the bed. The pain in them is something that i will never be able to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i just suddenly had a random thought," What if one day i am diagnosis with cancer". Will i be able to face it? Will i still stay strong like those patients in the hospital? What is the feeling of going throuhg chemotherapy? I know it's definitely something that no one will want to go through. Hair will start to falls and day by day, i will be thinner and thinner. The worst is the nausea and vomitting feeling. I know all these are terrible and i know there are people undergoing all these sufferings now. I really pray to god that all these people will have great determination to hold on to their life and may god bless that they will fully recover and never got to suffer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if one day i really got diagnosis with cancer? Will i want him to leave me or want him to stay by my side and walk through with me even though i know that the end result can just be death. Will i have the courage to lie that i cheat on him and want him to find a better girl? I know it's difficult to open up but is it too selfish to continue to keep him by my side and suffer with me? I can imagine how hurt he will be. But is this a better way? At least he will have a better reason o find a new girl to take care of him. And i will surely look after him even after i'm gone with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen during my hospital stay? most likely will be on the bed and too weak to even get out of bed. I know this is going to cost a bomb to my family. Maybe at a point of time, this can be one of the reason to give up the last breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i think of this, eyes start to get watery and thing starts to get scary. I believe that's the reason why people are afraid to face death. Because no one will know where u will go after the very last breath as a human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really very depressing to know that the patient will be leaving soon. Family members and friends will crowd around tearing. If i'm the patient, i will not want to see them crying. This will even make me more diffcult to give up the last breath as i believe i will not bear to leave all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of my parents and thaddues, i will hold on till the last breath and till god bring me away..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8805153095059658404?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8805153095059658404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8805153095059658404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8805153095059658404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8805153095059658404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/07/everytime-when-i-go-for-attachment-i.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-4413517061428571826</id><published>2008-07-22T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T23:54:25.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How nice i can leave the country with him tomorrow? How nice we are at the airport now, staying a night there and wait for our flight to which ever country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenya used to be my dream place. It is still my dream place now. There's a mountain there which is named mt. kenya. Make a wish there and if you are able to see the peak of the mountain, as the peak is always covered by clouds, this means that your dream will come true. I have so so so many wishes, i wish to go there to make my wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school, nursing research proposal is killing me! 5000 words is the requirement. Stress, stress and stress. Due date for that is 5 August! i'm still not starting! I seems to complain a lot but whenever i want to start, my mind goes blank!&lt;br /&gt;shall not think of it anymore.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing precious now. He bought me a pooh pooh! thanks hubby! that's so lovely and cute! pooh pooh really make me smile!&lt;br /&gt;I always love to be with precious. He always make me smile. I miss his cute face, his smart face and his serious face. How nice i can stare at you when you sleep and secretly kiss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want your hug hubby!&lt;br /&gt;i want your hug through the night. you make me feel secure as if we are living in the holy world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my dream now is to have go on a holiday with you MR. SIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-4413517061428571826?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/4413517061428571826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=4413517061428571826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4413517061428571826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4413517061428571826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-nice-i-can-leave-country-with-him.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-5142210598189818822</id><published>2008-07-20T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T00:15:58.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we spent time at our favourite place again - Singpore Changi Airport. Today not just to go there and enjoy the time with planes but also to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we set a dream today too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is to go an oversea trip after our poly life. The country don't really matter as long as we get a chance to go for a trip and it's just the 2 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard that this dream can come true. And i believe, god will be there to help us fulfill our dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, i just want to work hard for my school work and of course to work hard for our future. Our future might seems long and of course, many people will think that it's too early to talk about the future now because no one knows the future. But.... God knows. I believe he wants the best for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will be great if we choose it to be. Everything lies on you hand. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks to you, Lord jesus christ. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-5142210598189818822?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/5142210598189818822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=5142210598189818822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5142210598189818822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5142210598189818822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-we-spent-time-at-our-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-5708366598465722033</id><published>2008-07-05T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:54:52.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Childish and i think you are just an extra seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-5708366598465722033?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/5708366598465722033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=5708366598465722033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5708366598465722033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5708366598465722033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/07/childish-and-i-think-you-are-just-extra.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-4610934979847478338</id><published>2008-07-05T10:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T10:18:04.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'ver realised.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people just never learn .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never grow up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord jesus christ, please help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dare, do it out loud. If you do not, STOP IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-4610934979847478338?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/4610934979847478338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=4610934979847478338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4610934979847478338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4610934979847478338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/07/iver-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-12320763112521898</id><published>2008-07-04T22:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:16.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my life, i want and i will live it to the fullest. No one owes me a living, i got to work hard for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times in life that i feel very very tired and wanted a beak from everything and go on a trip with him. Whatever place we go but just to leave singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting, i hope my life will be smoother. I really hate obstacles like who likes it but all thanks to all these obstacles that make me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will we our 10th month. Seems so long but time passes only 10 months. how nice it's our 10 years anniversary. On our 10th month, we got a church wedding to attend. I believe i'll be envious. how nice our common dream can come true tomorrow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219172596645229538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/SG450wR98-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/zSmTOVp6iPY/s320/catholic+church+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219172588773963330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/SG450S9T9kI/AAAAAAAAAGw/0ansBkKubOg/s320/catholic+church.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had a fun day with him. Thanks for everything that he has done to cheer me up. I think he really know me the best. shall give you a kiss THADDEUS. MUACKS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I've learnt to keep things to myself. Or maybe this is something that will comes with you when you grow older. But still, he will be the one that i share all my joy and sorrow with. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=198a0a3c17fba211&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/12320763112521898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=12320763112521898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/12320763112521898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/12320763112521898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-my-life-i-want-and-i-will-live.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/SG450wR98-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/zSmTOVp6iPY/s72-c/catholic+church+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8194922851066197300</id><published>2008-07-03T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:26:59.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>speechless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally speechless this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never a lie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8194922851066197300?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8194922851066197300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8194922851066197300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8194922851066197300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8194922851066197300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/07/speechless.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8157786505704027772</id><published>2008-06-11T10:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T10:22:50.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LYDIA IS A SUPER HAPPY GIRL TODAY !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BECAUSE ......... PRECIOUS IS COMING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOME TONIGHT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8157786505704027772?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8157786505704027772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8157786505704027772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8157786505704027772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8157786505704027772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/06/lydia-is-super-happy-girl-today-because.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-660762409505536830</id><published>2008-06-06T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:03:14.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the forth day. Tears still row down everytime i read his mail every night. How i wish he can come back the next moment and appear in front of me.&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;thaddeus sim juan he. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a good girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-660762409505536830?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/660762409505536830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=660762409505536830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/660762409505536830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/660762409505536830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-forth-day.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-1056765083162718609</id><published>2008-06-05T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:41:20.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day 2, 7 more days to go. no more cry baby lydia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST PRECIOUS !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! there goes my director list and top 3. This common test just a gone case for me. got to buck up for my exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i miss you thaddeus sim juan he !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-1056765083162718609?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1056765083162718609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=1056765083162718609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1056765083162718609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1056765083162718609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-2-7-more-days-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-768594707779500348</id><published>2008-05-17T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:47:02.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thinking lots of stuff now. Reflecting what my precious said. He's kind of true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not know what will happen the very next moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe god bring him to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i will pray everyday, hoping that god will bless us with an everlasting love, and not to bring him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish our fate will not end. like what dilyse say," Fate has given you the sweetest thing - Thaddeus Sim Juan He. "&lt;br /&gt;And i will do my best now even though i'm scare now, i'm scare of my future, i'm scare the fate will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my precious, this is for you,&lt;br /&gt;I truly understand what you have told me and i will remember it for life. I will be strong, i will be independent. I will not make you worry, i will not make u sleepless. I will be a good girl who love you deeply, who wish to take care of you for life. All i want is you to be happy!&lt;br /&gt;And.... you are the first guy who make me love so deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treasure and cherish - Lydia Ng Xin Yee will (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-768594707779500348?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/768594707779500348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=768594707779500348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/768594707779500348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/768594707779500348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/05/thinking-lots-of-stuff-now.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-921809868243695720</id><published>2008-05-13T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:18:45.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heart is the main organ that keeps everyone alive. Even brain need oxygen to function normally. What is one day our heart just stop pumping just like that? Can u imagine how scary it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious is leaving singapore soon to help the poor in chiangmai. Though he is going there to help the poor and the unfortunates, but i know i will miss him badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 days !! it's going to be 8 days without him. I know these days will be tough but i will wait for his arrival in singapore !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i think time passes so fast that we didn't realise that exam is round the corner, but sometie i think time passes rather slowly as i want my future to come asap !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you thaddeus sim (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-921809868243695720?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/921809868243695720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=921809868243695720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/921809868243695720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/921809868243695720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/05/heart-is-main-organ-that-keeps-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-6604939532251652073</id><published>2008-05-03T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:21:46.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Graduation Gift Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As graduation day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opended te box and found a lovely, leather bound Bible, with the young man's name embossed in gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angrily, he raised his voice to his father and said," With all your money you give me a Bible?" And stormed out of the house, leaving the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years passed and the young man was very successful in busines. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realised his father wa very old, and thought perhaps he should go visit him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make any arrangements, he received a telegram telling his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it year ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. His father had carefully underlined a verse. As he read those words, a car key dropped from the back of the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had a tag with th dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words ....... PAID IN FULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many times do we miss God's blessings because they are not packaged as we expected?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-6604939532251652073?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/6604939532251652073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=6604939532251652073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6604939532251652073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6604939532251652073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduation-gift-story-young-man-was.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-2990923061285578949</id><published>2008-04-14T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:33:41.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will treasure, treasure every moment i have now, treasure what god has given me. hope parents will allow me to join RCIY and get baptise and comfirmation by the next easter sunday. Will i be able to? i hope my prayers will be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really got t thank alot of people for the wonderful contribution to my life. My primary school friends, my secondary school friends, my a4, carol, my poly mates, my family, sweetheart's family and of course my dearest precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt alot and will continue to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2 has just started today. Everyone is in different class now. What i want now is to concentrate my goals in life and to have a good future and to be the best mummy and of course 200% wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though my timetable sucks but i just got to bear with it. sorry precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love for precious has gone deeper, deeper and deeper. really love my handsome, precious sunshine. sorry for all the hurts and thanks for all the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-2990923061285578949?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/2990923061285578949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=2990923061285578949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2990923061285578949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2990923061285578949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-will-treasure-treasure-every-moment-i.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-1253050757091135743</id><published>2008-04-01T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:16.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R_JcbkIpVLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/v52XzOYdRk8/s1600-h/P210308_19.13.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Motivational story. (if you got the time, hope you will read it. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A group of alumini, highly established in their carrers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Offering his guests coffee, the professos went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups- Porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking,some expensive, some exquisite- telling them to help themselves to the coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking cups are taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best fo yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases, it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups...And then you began eyeing each other's cups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now consider this: Life isthe coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of life we live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee God had provided us." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God brews the coffee, not the cups......Enjoy your coffee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" The happiest people don't have the best of everythng. They just make the best of everything."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live simple. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to god. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184307779747796194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R_JcdUIpVOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MOgwnexU39Y/s320/P210308_18.17%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;See our future. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184307775452828882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R_JcdEIpVNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/W8aJYDaSX2g/s320/P210308_18.17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184307758272959682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R_JccEIpVMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5pGM5FVZ2x0/s320/P210308_18.11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love this photos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-1253050757091135743?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1253050757091135743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=1253050757091135743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1253050757091135743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1253050757091135743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/04/motivational-story.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R_JcdUIpVOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MOgwnexU39Y/s72-c/P210308_18.17%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-2702970901353793</id><published>2008-03-17T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:17.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R95m9deAcLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/gqP8FBWO8J8/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178689827591188658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R95m9deAcLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/gqP8FBWO8J8/s320/DSC00293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eating with a serious face. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R95mj9eAcII/AAAAAAAAAFw/YQYga2JZWG4/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R95mkNeAcJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KO-FYMkwPEQ/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178689393799491730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R95mkNeAcJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KO-FYMkwPEQ/s320/DSC00291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R95mkdeAcKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lfsqhQnpuOI/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178689398094459042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R95mkdeAcKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lfsqhQnpuOI/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to do funny actions. -_-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;HAH. i think my blog is a bit of plain. so decided to post some random photos up.&lt;br /&gt;my life is like a wave. Up and down, up and down but this guy in the photos helped me a lot along. Especially unhappy things that happen in my current school and also my family. He has never complain of tired. Simply just love him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These photos are just some random photos during our lunch. Hah. We ate yoshinoya. PRICE HAS INCREASE! OH MY. I want to find really cheap and nice food because i want to save money!!! HAH. Can anyone tell me where can i find $2 nice food??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is my first day of my attachment. I'm tired and i got 2 weeks and 3 days to go!! Wound cleaning! though sometimes it stinks but i kinda enjoy cleaning. Jia you LYDIA !! YOU HAVE TO COMPLETE ALL YOUR SKILLS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*You make my life beautiful (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-2702970901353793?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/2702970901353793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=2702970901353793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2702970901353793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2702970901353793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/03/eating-with-serious-face.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/R95m9deAcLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/gqP8FBWO8J8/s72-c/DSC00293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3970017006053286451</id><published>2008-03-10T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:49:11.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometime i just wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, things just don't go your way and people will only remember the bad things you've done. What more do i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;i'm utterly disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Forgive us our sins as we forgive those who sin against us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3970017006053286451?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/3970017006053286451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=3970017006053286451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3970017006053286451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3970017006053286451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/03/sometime-i-just-wonder-why-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-2248710275464284481</id><published>2008-03-05T03:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T03:49:52.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's When I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When u have to look away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When u don't have much to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's when I love u , I love u just that way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To hear u stumble when u speak &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or see u walk with two left feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's when I love you, I love u endlessly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when your mad cause u lost the game &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forget I'm waiting in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby I love u, I love u anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause here's my promise made tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U can count on me for life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause that's when I love u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When nothing u do can change my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The more I learn, the more I love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The more my heart can't get enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's when I love u &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I love u &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when u turn to hide your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause the movie it made u cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's when I love u, I love u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little more each time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when u cant quite match you clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or when u laugh at your own jokes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's when I love u, I love u, More then u know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when u forgot that we had a date&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or that look that u give when u show up late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby I love u , I love u anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here's my promise made tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U can count on me for life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause that's when I love u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When nothing u do can change my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The more I learn, the more I love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The more my heart cant get enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's when I love u, When I love u &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohh that's when I love u when nothing baby, nothing u do could change my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's when I love u , when I love u no matter what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohhhh no matter what &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy 6 months my vegetable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*You make my life beautiful. I love you. &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/26235188-2248710275464284481?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/2248710275464284481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=2248710275464284481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2248710275464284481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2248710275464284481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/03/thats-when-i-love-you-when-u-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-4190864215377657631</id><published>2008-02-28T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:58:23.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before i begin anything, congrats me for completing the tough year one of my entire 3 years course. Hah! i'll be dead for my "cells and molecular biology" module. Praying hard for a B though it's a rather high expectation (as usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2007 was rather a tough year for me. Really met lots of obstacles in my studies as well as my family. This lead me to neglect lots and lots and lots of people. These people are my dearest sweet heart (THADDEUS), my gfs (Carolyn, Michelle, Wanqi and Andrea), my cousins and 5N1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears flow rather much in the year 2007 but i think it's worth walking at least god allow me to experience hardship which in turn make me a stronger LYDIA. Honestly, it's tough to walk. Till now, my family problem have not come to any ends but rather worst. But i know LYDIA will stand strong because i rather be optimistic than pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, i apologise to all those people i've neglected. I seek for your forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, let me say thanks to the following people,&lt;br /&gt;- Thaddeus:  For being there for me whenever i need you. Thanks for love, your hug, your everything. I need them! Many many love for you!&lt;br /&gt;- my gfs (Carolyn, Michelle, Andrea and Wanqi): You guys make me realise who are my true friends in my life and make me know the meaning of friends. Seriously, i miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;- cousins: You guys are the one who i've know for many many many years! You guys are great!&lt;br /&gt;- 5N1: You guys make me realise what a good class is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my family (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2 is approaching. I hope i'm able to survive through. my dream is still the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obestetric Nurse!&lt;br /&gt;*also a good housewife in my future*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's when i love you Thaddeus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-4190864215377657631?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/4190864215377657631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=4190864215377657631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4190864215377657631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4190864215377657631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/02/before-i-begin-anything-congrats-me-for.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8791879495667550773</id><published>2008-02-23T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T13:48:00.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M SORRY EVERYONE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8791879495667550773?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8791879495667550773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8791879495667550773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8791879495667550773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8791879495667550773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-sorry-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-5001412926290281632</id><published>2008-02-03T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T01:03:56.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to someone who plays an important role in my life. This person teaches me not just about planes and general knowledge but also values, values that one should have.  I'm here to say a very sorry to him also as i think i'm always making him angry because of my dumb actions that shouldn't be done or said in the first place. And scolding is needed before i actually know my mistakes. That's very stupid of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've hurt my precious a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm always making my precious angry.&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm always neglecting my precious's feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry my precious. I know this 5 months have been tough for us. The road will be smooth soon and this road only have you and me. Just us !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't deny that you are someone who understand me very well and i just can't deny that you are definitely very different from the normal bf out there. This is something that will be difficult for others to understand but I know you are definitely the one i will want to live with for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in poly is tough but with you by my side, i know i can walk through it.&lt;br /&gt;Life as a nurse is even tougher. But i know with you, i can be a successful obstetric nurse.&lt;br /&gt;Life as a mother is going to be intricate. But i'm always awaiting for the day to come true. 6 years, just 6 more years. I will definitely want to be the best wife and best mother in the world. Isn't that too ambitious but i will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious, i will be faithful to you.&lt;br /&gt;My precious, i will love you truly.&lt;br /&gt;My precious, i will be here to walk with you.&lt;br /&gt;My precious, i pray, pray for jesus and mother mary's blessing for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's you my precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU THADDEUS SIM JUAN HE !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*050907&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-5001412926290281632?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/5001412926290281632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=5001412926290281632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5001412926290281632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5001412926290281632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-post-is-dedicated-to-someone-who.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-5243582490028736410</id><published>2008-01-03T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:09:10.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As a friend, i think what you have done is really beyond what i can say. I do not know whether you read this, but just to say what u have done to me has really hurt me and my pride. As a human, i think you have conscious. You know what are the things you are doing right and what are the things u are doing that actually have deeply hurt your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i have know you for only 9 months and you do not need to be loyal as a friend. But as a human, do you think what u have done is right. What if the person is you. What if your dreams is very important to you. I came to this course is not for fun, laughter and joy. You know it! Why do you have to do such things to me. If you think that u are a great friend, i think i have to rethink about it. Maybe you might be a good friend in terms of laughter but in terms of the meaning of friends, i think you got to check the dictionary again and think deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing to say for what u as a good poly friend have do to me. I can say, i'm really disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-5243582490028736410?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/5243582490028736410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=5243582490028736410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5243582490028736410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5243582490028736410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2008/01/as-friend-i-think-what-you-have-dou.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3001922479485365822</id><published>2007-11-04T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:36:07.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My 18th year living in this world is coming soon. I have lots of wishes. Sorry if i'm greedy but i just have a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my wish is that i hope my own happiness will not be destroyed by the people who are very closed to me. I think if the people who are very closed to me love me, they should learn to let me go. Yes, people will think that hello,i'm like just 18. But if this continue, i'll never be able to get the happiness i've always wanted and i'll never learn on my feet too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just want to let the people who are very closed to me know that i'll be a good girl, i'll know my limits. I'll still do well for my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all i want is my own happiness. I want to stand up on myself. I want to learn to walk my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is something that i want. I'm not requesting for the full freedom but at least the freedom to pursue the things i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to let me walk on my own. I've to learn, i've to stand up on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all my wishes come true. (:&lt;br /&gt;-Lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3001922479485365822?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/3001922479485365822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=3001922479485365822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3001922479485365822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3001922479485365822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-18th-year-living-in-this-world-is.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-1465917764424824869</id><published>2007-10-05T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T00:23:09.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In life, there are many things that are unfair and there are many questions that cannot be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after my 3 weeks attachment, i realise that life is really very fragile. and you may be well today but having infection on the second day leading to other complication which may lead to death. Today is the last day of my attachment. i can't bear to leave the ward. i've know many nice nurses there and even getting very close to one of them. They teached me lots of knowledge that i have never think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously miss them. i miss my staff nurse logas. i miss the smile of my patients. i miss all my cute cute ah ma. one by one discharge from my ward. Seeing them discharge i feel happy for them but a bit of miss because i can't continue to feed them, talk to them, see their smile and take care of them. today, 2 of my patients give me their hugs. That's the thing that motivates me to become a more outstanding nurse. i hope i can bring more hope and laughter to more patients that need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' Thank you, thank you ". This 2 words can just simply cheer my day up. They have also taught me to take good care of my own health more as i have see them suffer under the hands of those virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually many things come with 2 perspectives. it all depends on how you look at the situation. If you choose to view things negatively, things might turn out even worst. maybe looking at things in a more positive way can help you in recovering faster. It all link to our psychology thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a smile from them is just enough.&lt;br /&gt;life is precious.&lt;br /&gt;treasure it well.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-1465917764424824869?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1465917764424824869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=1465917764424824869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1465917764424824869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1465917764424824869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-life-there-are-many-things-that-are.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-2183657805874014838</id><published>2007-09-29T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T17:53:42.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-2183657805874014838?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/2183657805874014838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=2183657805874014838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2183657805874014838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2183657805874014838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-here.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-635927869878489727</id><published>2007-09-22T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T01:28:11.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i agreed with my mum when she said that something, life are just not fair. A man who is very hardworking, very nice, very understanding, love his family but end up getting a terminal diease. On the other hand, a guy who don't treasure his life, who smokes, who drinks, who don't have a proper job but still in pink health with no sickness at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe all these have to do with the karma of our past life? that is a question that cannot be answered or have lots of different answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week of my attachment has passed. i have 2 more weeks to go. i can say i enjoy myself those is abit of stress as there are lots of skills that i have not learn and there are lots of new medical names that i have hear before. today, 2 of my cute cute ah ma discharged. they are really very cute. one of them has no teeth and her smile is so sweet. hahas. but there are two more cases came in. sad. both are quite ill. and some of the patients who have fever that comes and goes. poor them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss vegetable (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-635927869878489727?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/635927869878489727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=635927869878489727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/635927869878489727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/635927869878489727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-agreed-with-my-mum-when-she-said-that.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-1081851832140334229</id><published>2007-09-11T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:27:25.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thaddeus and wanqi are getting their result tml !! ALL THE BEST TO THEM !! GOOD LUCK !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG !! i'm getting my result on friday !! hahas. all the best for T01 too !!! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is getting more beautiful !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll live my dream on !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do my family proud !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do you proud !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obstetric nurse !! here i come !! i'm waiting for someone to fly me to kenya !! hahas. i know all these days will come !! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was another day at the changi airport !! simple love that place !! YAY !! i saw my qantas 747 !! it's so big !! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today- a happy day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-1081851832140334229?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1081851832140334229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=1081851832140334229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1081851832140334229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1081851832140334229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/09/thaddeus-and-wanqi-are-getting-their.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-1753788660763167723</id><published>2007-09-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:17.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RuAkPgve72I/AAAAAAAAAFo/12veFVg_V7A/s1600-h/cutepic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107121826343874402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="147" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RuAkPgve72I/AAAAAAAAAFo/12veFVg_V7A/s320/cutepic.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we might not be happy in the result of many things. but remember, what most important is the process and not the end result. no matter what, don't do things that will make us regret. even though we didn't get what we want, at least we know that we did our best. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;life is beautiful with u (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-lydia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-1753788660763167723?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1753788660763167723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=1753788660763167723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1753788660763167723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1753788660763167723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-might-not-be-happy-in-result-of-many.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RuAkPgve72I/AAAAAAAAAFo/12veFVg_V7A/s72-c/cutepic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-7989122375582304600</id><published>2007-09-06T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:59:36.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A very good afternoon to all of you. On behalf of  Captain Thaddeus Sim and your inflight cabin crew Lydia Ng and our crew attendants, We would like to welcome you onboard SQ 32 and our code-sharing partner QF 3112 to Kenya. For your information this flight will take approximately 8hours 30mins. For your safety all electronic devices are to be switched off to prevent interference with the aircraft system.  Please ensure that you have your seat in an upright position, windows shades fully up, front trays kept and luggages stored in the overhead storage area and seat belts fastened. This is a non smoking flight and smoking is prohibited at all time. We would like to wish you a pleasant journey with us. Good Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are approaching runway 2R Singapore Changi Airport in preparation for takeoff, I would like to remind all passengers to switch off all electronic devices, seats in upright positions , seat belts fastened and trays fully kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8Hours Later…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are approaching runway 32R on approach hold in Kenya International airport, in preparation for landing, I would like to remind all passengers to switch off all electronic devices, sits in upright positions ,seat belts fastened and trays fully kept. Outdoor climate temperature currently stands at 26degrees with relatively low broken clouds. Landing could be bumpy due to crosswinds. Thank You for travelling with Singapore airlines. We hope to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-7989122375582304600?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/7989122375582304600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=7989122375582304600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7989122375582304600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7989122375582304600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/09/very-good-afternoon-to-all-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-7259429799758868647</id><published>2007-09-06T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:18.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rt7e2Qve71I/AAAAAAAAAFg/LfUfNUQX2m4/s1600-h/05092007420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106764051273150290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="228" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rt7e2Qve71I/AAAAAAAAAFg/LfUfNUQX2m4/s320/05092007420.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; british airway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rt7efAve70I/AAAAAAAAAFY/fYoaCRD8zsU/s1600-h/05092007434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106763651841191746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="234" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rt7efAve70I/AAAAAAAAAFY/fYoaCRD8zsU/s320/05092007434.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; singapore airline (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. nice? i took those pictures !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a day at the changi beach which is just beside the threshold of the runway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it is far but i think it will be my favourite place for me to release all my stress out. the feeling of planes flying over your head is ............... wow ! GREAT ! and all the planes are NICE including the grruuuuuuu indonesia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and definitely, a place with memories !! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydia, you must learn to treasure and cherish ! i will treasure and cherish !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-7259429799758868647?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/7259429799758868647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=7259429799758868647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7259429799758868647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7259429799758868647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/09/hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rt7e2Qve71I/AAAAAAAAAFg/LfUfNUQX2m4/s72-c/05092007420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-4486204596020417920</id><published>2007-09-04T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:09:50.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>may everyone's dream will come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may carolyn be a very outstanding mathematic teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may wanqi be a very outstanding female engineer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may michelle be a very outstanding primary school teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may andrea be a very successful business woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may linqiang be an outstanding pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may pamela be a very outstanding nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may carolyn peh be a very outstanding nurse too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i happen to miss u. sorry. but i also wish that your dream will come true (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY A4 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CAROLYN SING WEE HIANG !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY MENGS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*may all sentient beings be free from suffering (:&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-4486204596020417920?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/4486204596020417920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=4486204596020417920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4486204596020417920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4486204596020417920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/09/may-everyones-dream-will-come-true.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3386549604056539673</id><published>2007-09-04T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T01:07:19.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love the video below. it show case how the pilots work during the flight. i know one day, sunshine will also be like the captain, controling the whole SIA plane ! i have faith in you !! my future SIA pilot !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qGk_QkTjVDo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qGk_QkTjVDo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may sunshine be a very successful pilot in the future ! I KNOW YOU WILL !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captain thaddeus sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3386549604056539673?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/3386549604056539673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=3386549604056539673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3386549604056539673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3386549604056539673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-video-below.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-1642768981710662623</id><published>2007-08-31T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T00:17:57.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time passes so fast. one week of my holidays are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a nice day today. Went town with pamela and to changi airport again. YAY ! a nice place where i enjoy myself alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking on the phone jus now and i realise that there are lots of things that we, as a normal people cannot control.&lt;br /&gt;example, sometimes i just don't understand why the cut off point for nursing is just 28 points? after studying for one semester, i don't think it is an easy course. even my lecturers think that way too. And worst, nursing is a serious profession which cannot afford any mistake to be made. Nurses are handling a LIVE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, like what someone told me, this is something that i cannot control. i'll just do my very best as a nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just too many questions that cannot be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-1642768981710662623?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1642768981710662623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=1642768981710662623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1642768981710662623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1642768981710662623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-passes-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8488426292187589817</id><published>2007-08-29T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:18.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RtUI-gve7zI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Bjk4l3Nlrjo/s1600-h/23082007319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103995622728331058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RtUI-gve7zI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Bjk4l3Nlrjo/s320/23082007319.jpg" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RtUEzwve7yI/AAAAAAAAAFI/19fqq6bR-kY/s1600-h/23082007320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103991039998226210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RtUEzwve7yI/AAAAAAAAAFI/19fqq6bR-kY/s320/23082007320.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103990919739141906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="229" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RtUEswve7xI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bP_FyODN11s/s320/23082007316.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ytd was a day at changi airport. It was a beautiful day though the weather was not really good. Changi airport become my favourite place now. a peaceful and a inspirational place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at the planes from the viewing mall, many thoughts will jus flow into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also by looking at the planes, it will question me how do those planes work so well. it's really amazing and i realise that i really love planes alot though i never thought of becoming a pilot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By playing the aeroplane game make me even more interested in how the planes work. I miss the game in someone's lappy. hahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol is going to her study trip to shanghai. i know i'll miss her alot. I know she will enjoy herself there. hope i will get a chance to send her off on the day of her departure though her flight is in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;carol,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;u must take good care of yourself k. Enjoy yourself to the fullest ! I know u will get a chance to learn alot from there. I'LL MISS YOU !! loved my lydia (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*proud of changi airport and all the SIA planes. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-lydia&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/26235188-8488426292187589817?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8488426292187589817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8488426292187589817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8488426292187589817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8488426292187589817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/ytd-was-day-at-changi-airport.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RtUI-gve7zI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Bjk4l3Nlrjo/s72-c/23082007319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3258813709502223750</id><published>2007-08-27T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:30:10.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我们的纪念日-&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%B7%B6%E7%E2%E7%F7"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;范玮琪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心忽然又活了&lt;br /&gt;总在见到你的那一刻&lt;br /&gt;原来我也有过这样的悸动&lt;br /&gt;只是在习惯自我保护后忘了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想聊的故事太长了&lt;br /&gt;反而就都沉默的笑着&lt;br /&gt;金色阳光洒在你双手上头&lt;br /&gt;看起来好暖让我想紧紧握着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是我们的纪念日&lt;br /&gt;纪念我们开始对自己诚实&lt;br /&gt;愿意为深爱的人放弃骄傲&lt;br /&gt;说少了你生活淡的没有味道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是美丽的纪念日&lt;br /&gt;纪念我们能重新认识一次&lt;br /&gt;有些事要流过泪才看的到&lt;br /&gt;不求完美爱的更远&lt;br /&gt;要过的更好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想聊的故事太长了&lt;br /&gt;反而就都沉默的笑着&lt;br /&gt;金色阳光洒在你双手上头&lt;br /&gt;看起来好暖让我想紧紧握着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是我们的纪念日&lt;br /&gt;纪念我们开始对自己诚实&lt;br /&gt;愿意为深爱的人放弃骄傲&lt;br /&gt;说少了你生活淡的没有味道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是美丽的纪念日&lt;br /&gt;纪念我们能重新认识一次&lt;br /&gt;有些事要流过泪才看的到&lt;br /&gt;不求完美爱的更远&lt;br /&gt;要过的更好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我用寂寞来惩罚我&lt;br /&gt;看着你走过&lt;br /&gt;要什么当时不说&lt;br /&gt;此刻能有你倾听我&lt;br /&gt;轻轻的转着&lt;br /&gt;那是种甘甜以后&lt;br /&gt;让人想哭的快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是我们的纪念日&lt;br /&gt;纪念我们开始对自己诚实&lt;br /&gt;愿意为深爱的人放弃骄傲&lt;br /&gt;说少了你生活淡的没有味道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是美丽的纪念日&lt;br /&gt;纪念我们能重新认识一次&lt;br /&gt;有些事要流过泪才看的到&lt;br /&gt;不求完美爱的更远&lt;br /&gt;要过的更好&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3258813709502223750?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/3258813709502223750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=3258813709502223750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3258813709502223750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3258813709502223750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-4551902695212226113</id><published>2007-08-26T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:41:21.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st september is the day when we thank our teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALL THE TEACHERS WHO HAVE TAUGHT ME IN MY PAST 18 YEARS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remember last year when our class prepared a dance for our teachers. Though i think we did jus alright, but hope that was something that all our teachers remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of my secondary school life appear again when i was having my lunch with eggy on Sat afternoon at school opp coffeeshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly exams have jus passed and i find it so tough when i'm only taking 4 papers. I can't imagine how did i cope with the 7 subjects with 9 papers in secondary school. Plus art, the subject which take up most of my revision time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW !! i can't believe that i actually survive through the five years with so many papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes so fast. one semester of my poly life has ended. But i'm looking forward for good things to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday and somehow, i know it will be a nice ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* you are my sunshine&lt;br /&gt;my only sunshine&lt;br /&gt;you make me happy&lt;br /&gt;when skies are grey&lt;br /&gt;you never know dear&lt;br /&gt;how much i love you&lt;br /&gt;please don't take my sunshine away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the day comes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-4551902695212226113?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/4551902695212226113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=4551902695212226113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4551902695212226113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4551902695212226113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/1st-september-is-day-when-we-thank-our.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3355689915963991876</id><published>2007-08-24T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:19.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102124739269160642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rs5jawve7sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HXmHivgtrAw/s320/aeroplane2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102124932542688978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rs5jmAve7tI/AAAAAAAAAEg/X5F9iZEwYB8/s320/aeroplane1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102125185945759458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rs5j0wve7uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/D7hqjdoes5k/s320/kenya3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;in kenya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102125830190853874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="189" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rs5kaQve7vI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LORMqVZ210o/s320/kenya4.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt; kenya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102126667709476610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rs5lLAve7wI/AAAAAAAAAE4/W7G0dMAjz_U/s320/kenya5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;kenya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually, since young, i admire pilots because they are the one who bring people to their dream destination and give people happiness. Also, i hope my future husband can be a pilot, to bring me around the world without paying though my thinking are abit childish at the time. till now, all these &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thoughts have never change. Hoping that one day, my husband will be a pilot to bring me to kenya. though he will always be flying around and seldom being at home, but seeing him doing something that he likes and looking at the smile of all the passenger, everything doesn't matter anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looking at the photos above, kenya is really a nice country. how i wish i can be there now. i will get there someday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY !! it's holiday. now i can always go changi airport to look at those beautiful planes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-lydia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3355689915963991876?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/3355689915963991876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=3355689915963991876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3355689915963991876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3355689915963991876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-kenya.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rs5jawve7sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HXmHivgtrAw/s72-c/aeroplane2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8622327578316492938</id><published>2007-08-22T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T23:37:15.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAY MY SUNSHINE OF FLAR FLAR AND THA THA BE HAPPY EVERYDAY !!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY !!!! exam end !!!!! finally i can watch my favourite tv drama everyday, use internet and sleep without setting alarm. YAY !!! congrats to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every moment of my life will be a beautiful one and i will remember it becos ......................... it is what makes the lydia now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8622327578316492938?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8622327578316492938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8622327578316492938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8622327578316492938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8622327578316492938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/may-my-sunshine-of-flar-flar-and-tha.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-6490079173242245680</id><published>2007-08-18T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:19.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RsalDwve7rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CHv-DJDNsdU/s1600-h/my+story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099945112085917362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="170" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RsalDwve7rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CHv-DJDNsdU/s320/my+story.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my life (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-lydia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-6490079173242245680?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/6490079173242245680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=6490079173242245680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6490079173242245680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6490079173242245680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-life-lydia.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RsalDwve7rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CHv-DJDNsdU/s72-c/my+story.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-5327675866499493448</id><published>2007-08-15T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:20.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RsMOU0y4HwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Kj_X97CuziE/s1600-h/sunshine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098934954045742850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="140" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RsMOU0y4HwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Kj_X97CuziE/s320/sunshine.JPG" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a smile for everyone. to those poly friends out there who are having exam/ going to have their exam,"JIA YOU !!! and all the best !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&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/26235188-5327675866499493448?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/5327675866499493448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=5327675866499493448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5327675866499493448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5327675866499493448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/smile-for-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RsMOU0y4HwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Kj_X97CuziE/s72-c/sunshine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3658973801672799389</id><published>2007-08-11T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T12:19:03.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE CAROLYN SING WEE HIANG !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for the sweet and caring comment in my tagboard yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy with my life now. i know my life will be difficult but i will press on. CAROL, we will be happy right ! hahas. i must and i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam coming so must chiong !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3658973801672799389?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/3658973801672799389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=3658973801672799389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3658973801672799389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3658973801672799389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-love-carolyn-sing-wee-hiang-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-1191103298305576674</id><published>2007-08-09T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:20.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RrqUpky4HvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/YvFzkpFBTHc/s1600-h/memories2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096549370295754482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RrqUpky4HvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/YvFzkpFBTHc/s320/memories2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this road is long and cold without you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RrqUUUy4HuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kWxnWUNCE_k/s1600-h/memories3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096549005223534306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RrqUUUy4HuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kWxnWUNCE_k/s320/memories3.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what remains were all empty ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days, memories of you keep flashing back in my mind. the days we went to ps after school. the bears that u gave it to me, the lunch you made for me for our one year anniversary, those thick bunch of letters that i wrote to you when u went oversea and those times we work hard together for our exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though these memories make me feel sweet but also a full of regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up with a beautiful dream this morning but i know this dream will never come true. i dreamt that we patch and we hold hands talking happily. OMG. how i wish i will never wake up from that dream but the fact and the reality is not. i have to face this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****1604, do i have the courage to msg u? nope i don't have the courage to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is national day again. we used to promise that we will watch the fireworks together. when will i this day comes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*how i wish my dream come true ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia &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/26235188-1191103298305576674?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1191103298305576674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=1191103298305576674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1191103298305576674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1191103298305576674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-few-days-memories-of-you-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RrqUpky4HvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/YvFzkpFBTHc/s72-c/memories2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-242697245811316709</id><published>2007-08-01T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T00:00:38.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dedicating to ********.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S CLUB 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's wrong to walk away, though you think it's over&lt;br /&gt;Knowing there's so much more to say&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the moment's gone&lt;br /&gt;And all your dreams are upside down&lt;br /&gt;And you just wanna change the way the world goes round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, have you ever loved and lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Wished there was a chance to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see, that's the way I feel about you and me, Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt your heart was breaking&lt;br /&gt;Lookin down the road you should be taking&lt;br /&gt;I should know, cos I loved and lost the day I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but think that this is wrong, we should be together&lt;br /&gt;Back in your arms where I belong&lt;br /&gt;Now I've finally realised it was forever that I've found&lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all to change the way the world goes round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, have you ever loved and lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Wished there was a chance to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see, that's the way I feel about you and me, Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt your heart was breaking&lt;br /&gt;Lookin down the road you should be taking&lt;br /&gt;I should know, cos I loved and lost the day I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna hear you say that you know just how it feels&lt;br /&gt;To have it all and let it slip away, can't you see&lt;br /&gt;Even though the moment's gone, I'm still holding on somehow&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could change the way the world goes round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, have you ever loved and lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Wished there was a chance to say I'm sorry (I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see, (ohhh) that's the way I feel about you and me, Baby&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt your heart was breaking&lt;br /&gt;Lookin down the road you should be taking&lt;br /&gt;I should know, (I should know) cos I loved and lost the day I let&lt;br /&gt;Yes I loved and lost the day I let&lt;br /&gt;Yes I loved and lost the day I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* all those bears u gave me are always sitting jus at the side of the bed. Every night, those bears will make me smile. And i hug them last night and i feel warm ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-242697245811316709?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/242697245811316709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=242697245811316709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/242697245811316709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/242697245811316709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/dedicating-to.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-7826107011293034975</id><published>2007-08-01T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:20.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rq9sHEy4HtI/AAAAAAAAADw/QhY7Bhv4fxQ/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093408572381339346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="188" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rq9sHEy4HtI/AAAAAAAAADw/QhY7Bhv4fxQ/s320/wedding.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY ENDING will always end up the whole drama series. what about the real life? Will we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every girl hope to find her prince and to complete her own fairytale but will this always be achieve by us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can conclude that watching too many hongkong drama is not healthy becos they make us think alot and having too many questions in our head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the drama, even the age gap of 7 years younger of the boy than the girl will end up a happy ending. will us be the same way too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in our life, we can never meet our love ones. Even we have a partner now but he/she may not be the one u love the most, it may be someone of ur past - your beautiful memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i have once lose a love one before and i know the feeling is terrible. No matter what i do will not change any fact. He's attached. he'd found someone who love him more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i'm not the one... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;290304 . the starts of my fairytales&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;230805 . the end .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-lydia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-7826107011293034975?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/7826107011293034975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=7826107011293034975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7826107011293034975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7826107011293034975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-ending-will-always-end-up-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rq9sHEy4HtI/AAAAAAAAADw/QhY7Bhv4fxQ/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-6279593511048788538</id><published>2007-07-28T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:20.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RqohVUy4HsI/AAAAAAAAADo/hIHYele1_0o/s1600-h/gal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091918978938838722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RqohVUy4HsI/AAAAAAAAADo/hIHYele1_0o/s320/gal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one is changing and growing up everyday. The things remain unchange is our memories- Our past memories that we remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are sweet. these memories make me realise that i've grew up and to make me realise that my life is actually beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since young, i have a complete family with mummy and daddy to love me and 2 elder brothers to care for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my primary school life, i have lots of memories of my childhood friends when we will hang out together after school to play catching, to be naughty together and also to work hard together to move on to a good secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my secondary school life, it is the place where i learn the most, the place that make me more mature and the place where i grew up with the help of my family, my teachers and my classmates. From my classmates and my gang of good friends during sec school, i've learnt to see the life in a better way and i've found my dreams. Memories of us working hard for our "N", "O" levels and even band SYF make me smile. We work hard, play hard and in the end, everyone was enrolled to a place we want. We did all these together with the help of each other. Still, there are memories of us quarreling and even breaking up of friendships but these are the things that make us more bonded and to make us treasure each other more. Is these that make me realise that my friends care for me. Though these memories are bad but these are the memories that i will remember more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years of sec school pass, i move on to serangoon jc for my first 3 months. i can say, this 3 months in jc will be the moment that i will not forget. Though it is short but it is memorable. This first 3 months make me realise that people actually don't look down on normal academic students. In SRJC, i've know lots of good friends and even a super good guy friend who i can confine everything to him. He has done alot to make me feel happy when i'm down. I'll never forget him. Seeing him with his gf makes me feel happy for him. They are really great couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to poly life this year. i can say my friends are great. We work hard together for our common test, exam and projects. Together, we form the best class of our cohort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey of life is still long and i can say i'm prepare for those chapters of my life. I hope i can make every chapters of my life to be beautiful and meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORIES ..............is a factor that build us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-6279593511048788538?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/6279593511048788538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=6279593511048788538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6279593511048788538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6279593511048788538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/07/every-one-is-changing-and-growing-up.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RqohVUy4HsI/AAAAAAAAADo/hIHYele1_0o/s72-c/gal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8027942544166974531</id><published>2007-07-24T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T22:15:31.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I NEED SLEEP !!! WAHAHAHAHA (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8027942544166974531?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8027942544166974531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8027942544166974531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8027942544166974531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8027942544166974531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-need-sleep-wahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-4863677404971527879</id><published>2007-07-19T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T00:21:34.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A tired Lydia !!! She needs a break from all those stressful presentation and heavy teaching concepts to rememer my heart in order to score well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also .. I CAN STOP THINKING TO BE ONE OF THE TOP STUDENTS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when wil be the day when i can sleep for the whole day with no one disturbing my beautiful sleep ? i seriously need one day of rest !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my presentation was over and i can say ..  it was a wasted one ! a sad case. a not prepared presentation !!! without any rest, my next presentation on psychology is next week !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's tough .. really tough but i know i must press on. because that is my dream, my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MUST AND I WILL !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolin - 柠檬草的味道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们猜我们后来有没有再见&lt;br /&gt;离席了才会晓得怀念&lt;br /&gt;突然我记起你的脸那触动依然像昨天&lt;br /&gt;对自己我终於也证实某一点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是回忆就是淡淡柠檬草&lt;br /&gt;心酸里又有芳香的味道&lt;br /&gt;曾以为你是全世界但那天已经好遥远&lt;br /&gt;绕一圈我才发现我有更远地平线&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们都没错只是不适合&lt;br /&gt;我要的我现在才懂得&lt;br /&gt;快乐是我的不是你给的&lt;br /&gt;寂寞要自己负责&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;毕竟用尽了力气也未必如愿&lt;br /&gt;总是要过去以后才了解&lt;br /&gt;突然我记起你的脸&lt;br /&gt;爱不爱不过一念之间&lt;br /&gt;绕一圈今天的我能和昨天面对面&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们都没错只是不适合&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的我当时不懂得&lt;br /&gt;选择是我的不是你给的&lt;br /&gt;明天自己负责&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给昨天的我一个拥抱&lt;br /&gt;曾经她不知如何是好&lt;br /&gt;若我们再见我会微笑&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你谢谢你&lt;br /&gt;我尝过爱的好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们都没错只是不适合&lt;br /&gt;我要的我现在才懂得&lt;br /&gt;快乐是我的不是你给的&lt;br /&gt;寂寞要自己负责&lt;br /&gt;我要的我现在才懂得&lt;br /&gt;选择是我的不是你给的&lt;br /&gt;幸福要自己负责&lt;br /&gt;错过的请你把握&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-4863677404971527879?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/4863677404971527879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=4863677404971527879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4863677404971527879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4863677404971527879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/07/tired-lydia-she-needs-break-from-all.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-6033187261901615265</id><published>2007-07-09T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:21.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RpJJVlgDkZI/AAAAAAAAADg/752ajK8r0Cs/s1600-h/apic29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085207564447355282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RpJJVlgDkZI/AAAAAAAAADg/752ajK8r0Cs/s320/apic29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i smilied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing my close friends around me found their love partner will make u feel so happy for them. Knowing that they will be happy, they will be loving. really feel happy to see the girl smiling because the guy did something that touches her heart. Though i will envy them but i feel really happy for them. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-lydia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-6033187261901615265?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/6033187261901615265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=6033187261901615265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6033187261901615265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6033187261901615265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-smilied.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RpJJVlgDkZI/AAAAAAAAADg/752ajK8r0Cs/s72-c/apic29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8697654039178514929</id><published>2007-07-06T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:21.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Ro2oylgDkYI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYNzHhmiLbo/s1600-h/IMG186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083905141384647042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Ro2oylgDkYI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYNzHhmiLbo/s320/IMG186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Ro2or1gDkXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HG2nQoaaQXU/s1600-h/angeline,+pamela+and+lydia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083905025420530034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Ro2or1gDkXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HG2nQoaaQXU/s320/angeline,+pamela+and+lydia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Photos taken on 5 july 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to sec school ytd to collect my 'o' level cert and at the same time to visit my sec school teacher. Though we already left the school but our teachers are still concerning our future, asking about what we are doing now and also to give u advice. Going back really makes me think of the past. The childish lydia, the stress art period, the band, the syf period, the canteen food, the classroom and of course my dearest classmate and teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've grew up there. From a childish girl to a girl who will be really serious in her work like art. Though the art period is tough but i really enjoyed it. It really teaches me patience and also time management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these are the things i will always remember even i suffer from dementia because they are just unforgettable memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. have anyone realise that carol and i dun take photos though we are so close. just because we dun take any. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Ro2oWVgDkWI/AAAAAAAAADI/W_Gs_ahH2x4/s1600-h/IMG185.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8697654039178514929?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8697654039178514929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8697654039178514929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8697654039178514929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8697654039178514929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/07/photos-taken-on-5-july-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Ro2oylgDkYI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYNzHhmiLbo/s72-c/IMG186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3339431516045977464</id><published>2007-07-05T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:21.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RovVv1gDkVI/AAAAAAAAADA/c0buLisexxg/s1600-h/908579363l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083391622209835346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RovVv1gDkVI/AAAAAAAAADA/c0buLisexxg/s320/908579363l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've realise the importance of friends. They are the one who will always be at your side when you needed someone most. Is friends that brought me so much laughter to me. Lots and lots of laughter ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE MY FRIENDS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-lydia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3339431516045977464?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/3339431516045977464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=3339431516045977464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3339431516045977464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3339431516045977464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-realise-importance-of-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RovVv1gDkVI/AAAAAAAAADA/c0buLisexxg/s72-c/908579363l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-589655449047752952</id><published>2007-07-03T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:21.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Roow5lgDkUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MEg7BeZ-cIw/s1600-h/be0260995f150fb5571aaa93a7ab649000c4e791eac4e7effecd4bdc62fe421d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082928895318266178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Roow5lgDkUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MEg7BeZ-cIw/s320/be0260995f150fb5571aaa93a7ab649000c4e791eac4e7effecd4bdc62fe421d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is just another day of my holiday. It doesn't seems like a hoilday though. With 3 presentation i'm rushing off and a stupid essay, there is no more mood for holiday. Holiday will end this coming monday. A tough term begins again. Stress &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stress&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and Stress.&lt;/span&gt; The high expectation of myself sometimes is not good at all. As i will disappoint myself more. For the coming term, i will just work hard and not care about the result. Now, the thing i must do is to do well for my presentations !!! one of the presentation actually take up 50% !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUSY, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUSY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND BUSY !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-lydia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-589655449047752952?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/589655449047752952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=589655449047752952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/589655449047752952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/589655449047752952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-is-just-another-day-of-my-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Roow5lgDkUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MEg7BeZ-cIw/s72-c/be0260995f150fb5571aaa93a7ab649000c4e791eac4e7effecd4bdc62fe421d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-1741563961973139207</id><published>2007-07-01T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T10:27:00.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people often take their good health for granted. appreciate that we have good health now because no one will know what will happen to us the very next moment. is the good karma you have in the past that makes you to be healthy now. so treasure. we have to learn to love ourselves more as well as the people around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i agree with what carol say," we often envy others but not what we are having now. " remember, if you think you are not fortunate enough then there will always be people who are worst than you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think people just have to sit down and reflect on themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-1741563961973139207?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1741563961973139207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=1741563961973139207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1741563961973139207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1741563961973139207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/07/people-often-take-their-good-health-for.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-2830637455520173313</id><published>2007-06-29T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:22.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RoPjMVgDkSI/AAAAAAAAACo/neo17SCy0js/s1600-h/memories1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081154605673582882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RoPjMVgDkSI/AAAAAAAAACo/neo17SCy0js/s320/memories1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RoPjSFgDkTI/AAAAAAAAACw/opms8i03kFk/s1600-h/edited+babies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RoPjSFgDkTI/AAAAAAAAACw/opms8i03kFk/s1600-h/edited+babies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RoPjSFgDkTI/AAAAAAAAACw/opms8i03kFk/s1600-h/edited+babies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RoPjSFgDkTI/AAAAAAAAACw/opms8i03kFk/s1600-h/edited+babies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RoPjSFgDkTI/AAAAAAAAACw/opms8i03kFk/s1600-h/edited+babies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RoPjSFgDkTI/AAAAAAAAACw/opms8i03kFk/s1600-h/edited+babies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-2830637455520173313?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/2830637455520173313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=2830637455520173313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2830637455520173313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2830637455520173313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RoPjMVgDkSI/AAAAAAAAACo/neo17SCy0js/s72-c/memories1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-136359256031035226</id><published>2007-06-27T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:29:50.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;disappointed in myself ... what a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHIT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;result i can get ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but lydia will look at the positive side. as what a friend had told me,&lt;em&gt; result is not the most important thing. it is the knowledge we've learn from it.&lt;/em&gt; yes man. lydia is going to work hard and work smart too. because i'm going to become an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;outstanding obstetric nurse !!!&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/26235188-136359256031035226?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/136359256031035226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=136359256031035226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/136359256031035226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/136359256031035226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/06/disappointed-in-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-4399863984633501876</id><published>2007-06-26T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:09:59.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i'm feeling not right this few days ...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;what am i thinking now ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-4399863984633501876?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/4399863984633501876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=4399863984633501876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4399863984633501876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/4399863984633501876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-feeling-not-right-this-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-7407944051836086976</id><published>2007-06-24T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T00:18:11.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes am i asking for too much? am i too selfish to think only for myself? sorry if i'm harsh to you that time. maybe i just need more time to rest and get out of my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder does we people at my age know what is love? it seems very profound for us to understand. we are still young after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-7407944051836086976?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/7407944051836086976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=7407944051836086976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7407944051836086976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7407944051836086976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/06/sometimes-am-i-asking-for-too-much-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-5257056743091126592</id><published>2007-06-23T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:22.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rnz5OEtG61I/AAAAAAAAACg/YURHU7m2l90/s1600-h/kenya1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/Rnz29UtG60I/AAAAAAAAACY/NKvuj3Zx1tg/s1600-h/kenya1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ho ho. finally my holiday is here for me to take a break from my busy work in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the hand, my attachments are over and i miss those cute nurses there especially those senior nurses at bukit merah polyclinic. I had lots of fun there and also at the same time, i learn lots of new medical knowledge there. I've know more medical name and illness. Though i will be very tired everyday but i still pay attention there. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's now holiday but also not forgetting my 2 presentations and one 800 to 1000 essay for me to complete. OMG !! lydia is going to press on !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jc people is going to have their exam. so i'm here to say good luck to the people i'm going to mention below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my dearest huaisian&lt;br /&gt;jia you k. hahas. get lots of 'a' for me yea. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*linqiang&lt;br /&gt;hey. eat some sweets yea. lols. try my method i told you. it my help in remembering more. jia you, i know u will do it man (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huiwen&lt;br /&gt;my blur girl! jia you k. i know u will do well. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yiying&lt;br /&gt;hey darling ! jia you and gets lots of 'a' for ur darling alright (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my 1s05 / 1s20!!&lt;br /&gt;good luck to all of you !! jia you alright (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;** sometimes i wonder, how much you've know me? and how much have i know you. sometimes i really need a rest. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-5257056743091126592?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/5257056743091126592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=5257056743091126592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5257056743091126592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lively&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Delicious&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Irresistible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span 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name="name"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Get your name acronym!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;Name Acronym Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-911187982530371563?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/911187982530371563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=911187982530371563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/911187982530371563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/911187982530371563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/06/l-lively-y-young-d-delicious-i.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3129200644216544339</id><published>2007-06-14T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T20:05:50.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is thursday, 14th june 2007. My first attachment has started since the monday of this week. This attachment can say that it is an eye opening to me. There are lots of things that i discovered and it's the first time i got such a close contact with the patients and communiate with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONDAY AND TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to bright vision community hospital and was posted to compassion ward together with alvin. From there, i've experienced taking care of stroke patients, dementia patients, diabetes patients and other serious illness patients. Most of them are bonded on bed and not able to move around. And i can say, all these patients are really very poor thing. From them, i've learnt to clean shit for people and learnt to accept the smell. But just a thank you from them is just enough to make us happy as they actually show us that they know what is happening around them. Also, we went up to the hope ward which most patients are suffering from chronic diseases. And still, most of them have their tracheostomy done which means that they will have a hold in their throat to help them breath and let air to pass through as they are not able to take in air through their nose. When they have too much musous in their body, nurses have to use pipe to suck out the excess mucous out and i've seen nurses do it and patients will be in great pain as there will be a pipe going through the throat to suck out the mucous. The pain will also be felt by us even we are not the patients. Seeing the patients in pain and tears jus roll down their eyes, sometime i ask myself," why do they have to go through all this ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to health promotion board to listen to talks and we went to health zone to play. Being a poly student now, i miss my childhood days when we always play but as we grow older, there will not be enough time let for us to play anymore. wednesday was a rather relax day among the rest as everything end at 1 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THURSDAY AND FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going to a whampoa elderly care center. it suppose to be a rehab center. today was rather fun as we get the chance to communicate with the elderly and play with them. and through one of the grandma there, i learn an important lesson that we must be grateful that our parents earn so much money for us to study and in the future, we must pay our kindness back by taking care of them and not throwing them to elderly home which is very hurtful to them. seeing her tears roll down from her eyes, i starts to feel the ache in my heart too. so i think it is important to treat our parents good as they scarify everything of them to give all we want, to make our life good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week, i'll be going to polyclinic to have my attachment. hope i can learn more from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may all patients in all over the world to be free from sufferings and may all medicine and treatments can help them in all kinds of ways.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydiia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3129200644216544339?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/3129200644216544339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=3129200644216544339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3129200644216544339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3129200644216544339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-is-thursday-14th-june-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-6655762008685121758</id><published>2007-06-12T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:01:42.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" cellpadding="3" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" width="300"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h1&gt;The Picto-Personality Test&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/head-map.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;You are a person who lives in the moment and is passionate about whatever and whoever you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When alone, you appreciate being able to do nothing if you want to, and setting your own pace for things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent. You use your time to its fullest potential and will go very far in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future you will be happy and live richly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: white; COLOR: black" align="middle" width="300"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=71"&gt;Take this Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-6655762008685121758?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/6655762008685121758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=6655762008685121758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6655762008685121758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6655762008685121758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/06/picto-personality-test-you-are-person.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-7475860495718727355</id><published>2007-06-08T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:22.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is rather an important day for me as it is the day i did some changes in how i look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hating the fact that i need to bun my hair during my attachment, i've made a decision to CUT my hair SHORT. when i tell people around, all were shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i also it's a good chance to make some changes from how i look all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did my hair cut with carolyn today at the jean yip located at amk hub. carolyn also feel like making some changes to her look, so CUT !! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think overall was rather ok. i only hope that there will not have any "side effect" like my hair starts to curl which i think it will look terrible with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope it will remain straight for the time being. Yea. i need not bun my hair already. though with the short hair now, i still feel hot ! simply because the weather is terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073682526300990226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RmlXYEtG6xI/AAAAAAAAACA/iAduW5n5NlY/s320/edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures of before and after. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-7475860495718727355?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/7475860495718727355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=7475860495718727355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7475860495718727355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7475860495718727355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-is-rather-important-day-for-me-as.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RmlXYEtG6xI/AAAAAAAAACA/iAduW5n5NlY/s72-c/edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8238280920733696773</id><published>2007-06-08T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T01:32:34.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today just ended all my common test. once the teacher had collected my paper, i feel a sense of relief immediately. working very hard since sunday till this morning, i just realise i've walk through a mild tough process and i know there are more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY was FON, fundamental of nursing cum full of nonsense paper. it was the toughest paper among all. i started studying on friday but till sunday, i still can't finish studying. and the paper was super tough. and i know i won't do well for that module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY was psychology and sociology paper. though i prepare very hard for the paper as i want to do well for this module but i think i will score an average marks. though i only got some question that i don't know but i just feel that i won't do well as what i plan to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY was microbiology and infection control. that was i paper with i feel most sad of. i've been preparing and study hard for it and i study like hell, sleeping at only 3 and wake up at 8 plus to read again but it actually come out like...... ok. disappointed of myself. is not i never study at all, is not i never concentrate...... i think everything is jus that i ask too much from myself, giving myself unwanted stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY, the last paper. wednesday night study till 2 then went to sleep and wake up at 7 plus to study again. "i'm not letting myself down this time." this is what i tell myself. but in the end, the paper was rather ok but the last question (which is a 10 mark question) i actually forget what i've read through because that was the part which i never concentrate on. ok. i'm gonna disappoint myself again. yup, indeed i've disapoint myself. but i've tell myself that there's nothing i can do because the test has already over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 4 days have been a super tiring day for me. study immediately when i reach home. no tv, no computer. i think it's much worst than my o level. maybe i've been expecting alot from myself and i know my family is also expecting me to do well too. sorry mummy, daddy, i don't think your daughter will do well though i've been aiming all As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've promise myself that i'll never study at the last minute again. NEVER ! i'll revise everyday and never be complacent and learn from my classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll work hard... i'll press on !!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydiia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8238280920733696773?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8238280920733696773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8238280920733696773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8238280920733696773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8238280920733696773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-just-ended-all-my-common-test.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-464844822897848699</id><published>2007-05-31T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:34:39.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>谁还记得&lt;br /&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;br /&gt;以前的一句话&lt;br /&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;br /&gt;过了太久&lt;br /&gt;没人记得当初那些温柔&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们都忘了&lt;br /&gt;这条路走了多久&lt;br /&gt;心中是清楚的&lt;br /&gt;有一天有一天都会停的&lt;br /&gt;让时间说真话&lt;br /&gt;虽然我也害怕&lt;br /&gt;在天黑了以后&lt;br /&gt;我们都不知道会不会有遗憾&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁还记得&lt;br /&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;br /&gt;以前的一句&lt;br /&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;br /&gt;过了太久&lt;br /&gt;没人记得当初那些温柔&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们都累了&lt;br /&gt;却没办法往回走&lt;br /&gt;两颗心都迷惑&lt;br /&gt;怎么说怎么说都没有救&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的为什么&lt;br /&gt;也许你也不懂&lt;br /&gt;两个相爱的人&lt;br /&gt;等对方先说找分开的理由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁还记得爱情开始变化的时候&lt;br /&gt;我和你的眼中&lt;br /&gt;看见了不同的天空&lt;br /&gt;走的太远&lt;br /&gt;终于走到分岔路的路口&lt;br /&gt;是不是你和我&lt;br /&gt;要有两个相反的梦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁还记得&lt;br /&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;br /&gt;以前的一句话&lt;br /&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;br /&gt;过了太久&lt;br /&gt;没人记得当初那些温柔&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find that the lyric of this song is so true to most relationship. actually from my point of view, in every relationship, there will be a point that both parties are heading towards different direction of life as everyone got there own dreams. and at this point, whether the relationship is able to continue has to depend how strong the foundation is and who is willing to give up his/her path and follow the other partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though there's lots of breaking up happening everyday, but i believe there are relationship that work out right and has a happy ending. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je t'aime&lt;br /&gt;-lydiia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-464844822897848699?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/464844822897848699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=464844822897848699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/464844822897848699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/464844822897848699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-find-that-lyric-of-this-song-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-5633167516376986109</id><published>2007-05-30T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:39:58.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;when we look in the mirror, the one thing we don't want to see is an ordinary human being. We would like to see someone special. Whether we are conscious of this or not, we are simply not content to see an ordinary human being with neuroses, obstacles and problems.&lt;br /&gt;We want to see a happy person, but instead we see someone who is struggling. We want to think of ourselves as compassionate, but instead we see someone who is selfish. We long to be elegant, but our arrogance makes us crass. And instead of a strong or immortal person, we see someone who is vulnerable to the four streams of birth, old age, sickness and death. The conflict between what we see and what we want to see causes tremendous pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect love we seek, the imperfect love we live&lt;br /&gt;love is what we most long to give and to receive, yet our intimate relationships are often conflicted and painful. psychologist john welwood says that one of our problems is failing to distinguish between absolute and relative love. seeking perfect, unconditional  love, we are wounded by the imperfect and variable love we receive, beginning with our parents. But what we are looking for is not found through others, but in our own capacity to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-parts from the book, The Best Buddhist Writing 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydiia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-5633167516376986109?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/5633167516376986109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=5633167516376986109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5633167516376986109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5633167516376986109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/05/looking-in-mirror-when-we-look-in.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-7989168478400563977</id><published>2007-05-25T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:33:46.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, i think we should learn to love ourselves more because  life is short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a student nurse now, i've listen to many stories that make me think that i'm so much fortunate to those people out there, who have no one to love them and care for them. some even dun have the chance to continue their journey. come to think of it- i'm simply too fortunate !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really happy with my life now. i have all i want and there are so many people who cares for me. i really have nothing to ask from anyone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will learn to be more happy everyday and to tell myself no matter how difficult my path will be, i will work hard because this is what i choose to be- a outstanding obstetric nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all my friends for all the support u have given me. i will never let you guys down. and with you guys around, i believe i will walk through all my obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more and more people are falling sick these few days, do take care people. drink more water ya. the weather is terrible !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*my life will be a wonderful one. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydiia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-7989168478400563977?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/7989168478400563977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=7989168478400563977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7989168478400563977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7989168478400563977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/05/sometimes-i-think-we-should-learn-to.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-5516218172380819367</id><published>2007-05-25T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:22.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RlbePQoW-JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JtMqfpDFwtQ/s1600-h/edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068482784395720850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RlbePQoW-JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JtMqfpDFwtQ/s320/edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/26235188-5516218172380819367?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/5516218172380819367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=5516218172380819367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5516218172380819367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5516218172380819367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RlbePQoW-JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JtMqfpDFwtQ/s72-c/edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-2408062687143614329</id><published>2007-05-20T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:22.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RlAMgQoW-II/AAAAAAAAABw/UnCM7sOzDj0/s1600-h/poly+life.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066563329151400066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RlAMgQoW-II/AAAAAAAAABw/UnCM7sOzDj0/s320/poly+life.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jus anyhow edit. lols. nice? hahas. free to give some comment. i use paint to edit.&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/26235188-2408062687143614329?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/2408062687143614329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=2408062687143614329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2408062687143614329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2408062687143614329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/05/jus-anyhow-edit.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RlAMgQoW-II/AAAAAAAAABw/UnCM7sOzDj0/s72-c/poly+life.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-466872236825964260</id><published>2007-05-16T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:03:19.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on monday, there is psychology lecture and the topic was partly on eating disorder. He show ask a video on it and i was really too shocking that my friends and i were all covering our mouth and tears seems to roll down from our eyes simply because we feel sad for them. really sad. the condition of them were all very very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of them are suffering from anorexia and bulimia. all of them are super super duper skinny. all the bones, the rib cage can all been seen. sometimes i jus dun understand. why do people will want to torture themselves. but sometimes i know they can't control too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing those videos shown by my lecturer and some i find it through net, questions jus flash in. is beauty really important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*other than respecting others, we need to respect ourselves too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydiia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-466872236825964260?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-5084058850949955565</id><published>2007-05-13T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:33:43.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been a long tim i last update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ploy life has already start for one month and i've know lots of new friends and learn something super new that i've never learn before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class was a super high one with different people and each and ever one of ur has our very individual characteristic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nurse journey had started and i know it's gonna be tough but i will press on, to strive my best to serve those people in need of our help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting my secondary galfriends. i'm always missing them badly and i hope they are all doing very fine now. hope to see them very very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are going to be different- the type of lifestyle i'm living in now. but there's one thing that will never change is the status of my family and friends in my heart and my dream that i'll try to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'll make my life a good one (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydiia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-5084058850949955565?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/5084058850949955565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=5084058850949955565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5084058850949955565'/><link rel='self' 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fortunate ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you, who has came into my life when i'm really down and hoping someone will take care of me.. you did.. thanks.. you've brought me lots of laughter ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this call fate??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-2024325189039040944?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/2024325189039040944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=2024325189039040944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2024325189039040944'/><link rel='self' 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he/she loves the most.. but is it really very difficult to stand up again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all have to depend on how u look at the situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are the one who will always be at our side when we are down.. yupp.. indeed their presence is very important but i think whether to stand up again have to depend on ourselves.. friends cannot control how we think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the most important thing in the relationship is the process and not the ending result.. during the process, both once shares their sorrow and happiness together, once take care of each other before and most important once had each other as their love one before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from the old relationship, we can learn cherish our future boyfriend/ galfriend even more and also from them, we then realise we actually can be strong enough to stand up again in jus a few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other then finding a partner, friends will always be very important in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've noe this gal, since 2002.. we've learnt alot from each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many people who are play an important role in my life.. i've too many to mention.. and all will be in the bottom of my heart..&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting, my job, as a nurse.. i'll give my best to take good care of those who need help and help them to be able to recover soon.. smiling and laughing will be my job too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*you've give me lots of laughter you noe ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-2068631822636571656?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/2068631822636571656/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-6120315404628441768</id><published>2007-04-21T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:13:06.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREW MONKEY SEAH !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-6120315404628441768?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/6120315404628441768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=6120315404628441768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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attending secondary school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in poly, self discipline is very important.. teachers will not chase u to hand in ur work and teachers will not force u to go for lesson.. all these, you have to know u are suppose to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first week, it has been a busy and tired one.. my timetable was not a very nice timetable.. lesson starts early and end late too .. although school of hs need not buy a laptop, bringing those lecture notes and thousand over pages textbooks are jus enough for us to carry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diploma in health science is not only on nursing but alot more.. i've psychology and sociology module, mircobiology and some rather profound modules..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think it is not as easy as wad people normally think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school term starts and everyone is very busy.. wonder how he is now? doing fine? should be doing very fine bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope he will take good care of himself and have enough rest ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*maybe letting go is also a form of love... and i will learn to let him go (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-1871547151307746591?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1871547151307746591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=1871547151307746591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1871547151307746591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1871547151307746591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/04/school-has-started-week-already-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3211345442790789837</id><published>2007-04-12T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T18:08:12.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today wake up super early to go singapore conference hall to give my beloved juniors the best support for their syf 2007. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;although the result was not what they expect, i think it was really good and better than what i expect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;all this while, i've seen them improve and i can say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY DEAR JUNIORS, I'M VERY PROUD OF YOU GUYS !!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;actually i think the end result is not the most important and instead it is the process that matters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know my juniors have work hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;juniors, u might think that it is unfair but i think that's life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;life will not always be smooth and successful but all u need is determination to stand up and try again.. as long as you work hard for it then we will not live in regrets..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as what they say, 99% hard work and 1% luck and maybe you guys jus dun have the 1% of luck.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cheer up people!! you guys will always be a gold band in the seniors eyes !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no matter wad, look at failure on a more positive side. treat those failures as a learning lesson and make sure that we will not repeat out mistake ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;in my life, i remember my worst failure was my PSLE result. but i've learn to study harder.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know i'll be facing lots more in my coming life and i'll tell myself to have great determination to try harder again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you guys too !! try harder and i believe u guys will succeed next time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3211345442790789837?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-9211222537040150182</id><published>2007-04-08T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:28:30.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jus came back from my buddhist camp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tired.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today, i've also got some important information and also got this chance to speak out what i have in my heart all this while to someone who had great experience in her life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she told me," find someone who dote on you and not want you to suffer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;actually did i ask alot from a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"he's a nice boy.". that's wad lots of people think and i can't do anything but to agree more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yupp..he's a nice guy.. someone who love to give out smile to others but not to let people see his sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i dare not think far but to give him my fullest support and hope in the end, everything will turn out smoothly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if i didn't get wad i want in the end, i know i won't be sad but to be happy for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;seeing him to become a successful person and a happy guy is jus enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know there are lots of commitment coming up for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jus wanna say, all the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jia you.. i know you can do it.. may u continue to give ur laughter to other people.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;* all i want is you to be happy ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-9211222537040150182?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/9211222537040150182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=9211222537040150182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/9211222537040150182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/9211222537040150182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/04/jus-came-back-from-my-buddhist-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8506645021598813733</id><published>2007-04-06T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T20:50:01.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i believe when time comes, it will come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i may seems strong, but there will also be times when i'm confused and feel lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe everything jus ended suddenly and maybe i'm jus too optimistic in everything that lead me to have too much faith in the relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter wad, everything was a past already and the thing i can do now is to look forward and continue with my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun live to the fullest becos of others but becos of yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another chapter of my life had ended and the new one has jus started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope every chapter of my life will be a good one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll make it good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml i'll be going to my buddhist class camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to enjoy myself there and if there is chance to talk to him, i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to him, friends are more important and maybe being his friend is some kind of better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will always be a very special friend of mine.. a friend who have teached me alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm half way through my difficult times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've to thanks lots of people for their effort..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin qiang,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the laughter that you have given me.. thanks for ur ears and ur words of advice.. i'll always remember wad you say," a smile will explain everything.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for ur accompany too.. you are always the one who will always be at my side when i need someone to talk to.. thanks my gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carol,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the majong session on that day. thanks for the laughter that you and ur cousin have given me.. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother's galfriend,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the words of advice. i've learnt alot from you.. ur words have make me to become even stronger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are lots more who have been giving ur support to me.. thank you everybody (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last of all, wanqi, get well soon my gal.. everything will jus be fine alright (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;* i'll be happy simply becos life is precious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8506645021598813733?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8506645021598813733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8506645021598813733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8506645021598813733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8506645021598813733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-believe-when-time-comes-it-will-come.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8788025173230944651</id><published>2007-04-06T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T01:17:07.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hope after you have done all your commitment, you will still remember the gal who will be giving you the fullest support.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;may you be very successful in the future.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8788025173230944651?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8788025173230944651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8788025173230944651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8788025173230944651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8788025173230944651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/04/hope-after-you-have-done-all-your.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-5582921428947633195</id><published>2007-04-05T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:46:44.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what am i thinking now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been telling myself to be strong and tell myself that i can stand up again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been dreaming these two nights and he's in my every dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a single one is a happy dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself not to think so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's my plan now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i'm going to study hard for my nursing course&lt;br /&gt;-i'm going to press on no matter how tough the course is going to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i going to wait for him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..maybe fate will explain everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish he can sing or play this song to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蔡昮佑-我可以&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寄没有地址的信&lt;br /&gt;这样的情绪&lt;br /&gt;有种距离&lt;br /&gt;你放着谁的歌曲&lt;br /&gt;是怎样的心情&lt;br /&gt;能不能说给我听&lt;br /&gt;雨下得好安静&lt;br /&gt;是不是你偷偷在哭泣&lt;br /&gt;幸福真的不容易&lt;br /&gt;在你的背景&lt;br /&gt;有我爱你&lt;br /&gt;我可以&lt;br /&gt;陪你去看星星&lt;br /&gt;不用再多说明&lt;br /&gt;我就要和你在一起&lt;br /&gt;我不想&lt;br /&gt;又再一次和你分离&lt;br /&gt;我多么想每一次的美丽&lt;br /&gt;是因为你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福它真的不容易&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-5582921428947633195?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/5582921428947633195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=5582921428947633195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5582921428947633195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/5582921428947633195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-am-i-thinking-now-happy-sad-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3736535180203441131</id><published>2007-04-04T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T21:53:48.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we have part for more then 30 odd hours already.. is he feeling any better now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today went to child care center rather late becos me myself dunnoe will breakdown when i see him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nope.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i didn't cry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i was normal, laughing with the other teachers and kids..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i went off from the center around 645 p.m. and along the way to yio chu kang mrt station, i recall those memories i had with him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;from the first time he hold my hand to the last time we hug each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;there are rather lots of memories at yio chu kang mrt station.. especially at the last part of the platform.. i walked there today.. ...alone..... thinking about 30 days back.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i smiled.. i left no tears to roll down from my eyes but a smile beocs i've him as my boyfriend before.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the warm and love he had given out will always be remembered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hope he has feel better without me and feel happier and lighter.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hope this time round he can feel the support i've always been giving him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;last night, one of my friend ask me,"wad have you learnt from this 37 days?''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i've learnt to become more independent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i've learnt to become more da fang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this 37 days have let me see a very different him.. a very kind hearted guy, a guy who will always give laughter to people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;being his friend might be better in some way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*lydia will be strong...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3736535180203441131?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/3736535180203441131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=3736535180203441131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3736535180203441131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3736535180203441131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-have-part-for-more-then-30-odd-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-2595720483183599620</id><published>2007-04-03T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T15:07:29.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everything had jus ended in few mintues.. maybe both parties are at fault..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm back to single life again.. although that's not i want, seeing him in pain doesn't make me feel any better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe i'm jus his burden all this while.. i'm so sorry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hope i'll get to noe him better and things might come out good in the end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Things will not always work out the way you want to be.. i've put in effort in this relationship but maybe the way of scarify is wrong.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;loving doesn't mean owning and maybe this can apply to me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if he will be happier if i leave him then why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;seeing him happy is jus enough and i noe without me, he will be happier and feel less stress..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;jianhong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;thanks for that wonderful 37 days.. although our relationship is short, i'll still remember every moment we spent together.. maybe i really dun understand you well.. but i hope that you will remember that i'll always support you.. hope this time you can feel my support.. with all my heart, thank you and sorry .. you will always be in a small corner in my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*keeping faith in myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-2595720483183599620?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/2595720483183599620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=2595720483183599620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2595720483183599620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/2595720483183599620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/04/everything-had-jus-ended-in-few-mintues.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-545657712832025935</id><published>2007-04-01T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:39:55.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes i wonder... is letting go the best way of all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today, 1st April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST CAROL AND PEIWEN !!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today was rather a boring day for me.. in the morning i went to work at the clinic and went to sunday class.. today was alone cos huaisian and zhen shan were not able to attend the lesson today.. but still, i've learn alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i've been asking myself," did i live my life to the fullest each day?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i noe i didn't.. sometime i jus think that i'm wasting lots of my precious time.. i know i've been rather down this few days and i've been telling myself that i must be happy everyday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'll be happy everyday !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know i'm getting more and more independent after knowing him.. i know i've to be independent cos everything around us is impermance and everything will leave us in the end.. we can only rely on ourselves and not others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everything jus got their positive and negative side.. everything jus depend on how you look at the suitation.. i'll look more on the positive becos this will allow me to become happier and not waste time troubling myself.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* everything will just be fine as long as you have faith in it.. i have faith in you and this relationship.. i dun mind having a very simple one but jus to have you .. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-545657712832025935?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/545657712832025935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=545657712832025935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/545657712832025935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/545657712832025935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/04/sometimes-i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-7265792424578789328</id><published>2007-03-31T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T15:02:14.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jus came back from hong kong not long ago.. after all, home feel much warmer.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes i really feel lost.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't know what to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't know whether wad i've done is right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't know how long i can hold on to it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think no one can answer all these questions except myself.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the days in hong kong are rather fun.. but i'm missing lots of people in singapore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*him*, my a4, andrew, lin qiang, yi ying and lots more.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everyday wonder wad he is doing, everyday wonder whether he is doing fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;came back and he told me he is doing very fine and i think that's enough for me..cousin ask me,"is it worth to scarify so much?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i didn't answer her.. because i really don't know wad's the answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tuesday went to guangzhou and to a village in china.. lots of thoughts jus came flashing into my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;those thoughts make me speechless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;make me feel so gulity..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;also, on my way to deperature gate to return to singapore, i saw this airway call, &lt;strong&gt;KENYA AIRLINE..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OMG.. my dreamland.. i tell myself, one day i'll go there.. a must to go there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wadever it is, my goals and dreams are still the most important..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'll definitely go to kenya and other parts of africa one day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'll be a outstanding nurse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sometimes i really dunnoe wad to say but to say ...   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-7265792424578789328?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/7265792424578789328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=7265792424578789328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7265792424578789328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7265792424578789328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/03/jus-came-back-from-hong-kong-not-long.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-6389758176807945965</id><published>2007-03-25T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T20:08:43.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hasn't been blogging this few weeks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today is the 25 March 2007.. time passes rather fast.. a month had jus passed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i've learnt alot from him.. learnt to be be strong and more independent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but sometimes, i jus think that he's been rather cold to me.. but i can't blame or complaint becos i noe he is a guy with lots of commitment.. and i should compromise and i will.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;in a relationship, there will always be one who scarifies more.. will you willing to be the one? i can say, "yes, i'm willing if i really love the guy alot." . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm going off to hongkong for 4 days and i noe i'm gonna miss him alot.. hope he will be doing fine this 4 days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this part of the entry is written to my brother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;kor, i noe you've been reading my blog to understand me well. thanks for all the care you have shown.. although you did not show it out in front of me, i can sense and i noe.i noe you are worried that i'll get cheated but i promise i'll take good care of myself. i'll love myself kor. i'll not make you guys worried for me. i've grown up and i noe wad should be done and wad should not. thanks for all the care and i really appreciate it. i noe i've still got lots of things to learn but i'll tell myself, nothing is more important than my future and my family. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometime i think we have to give time for ourselves to understand the people and surrounding around us and we will surely understand that life is actually very beautiful.. also, i think sometime, we need time to understand ourselves more and ask ourselves wad we really want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;xiu xi shi wei le zou geng chang yuan de lu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-6389758176807945965?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/6389758176807945965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=6389758176807945965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6389758176807945965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6389758176807945965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/03/hasnt-been-blogging-this-few-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-1716241950040660699</id><published>2007-03-13T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T17:20:02.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm listening to the music that he burned for me now.. kinda feel warm and loved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;have been single for quite a long time and now having a partner.. feeling different as there will always be someone who will be there for you and protect you.. at first i was not use to it.. maybe it is because i've been single for a year plus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thinking back when i had a crush on him years back and now together, it was kinda amazing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;friends will always be in my heart.. although i'm having a partner now, i will still make time for my friends.. this is because it is my friends who are there for me when i'm down.. it is them who bring my joy and brighten my days.. i'll never forget them.. there are too much to mention..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my dearest a4: thanks my gals.. thanks for the wonderful secondary school memories.. a4, this close relationship doesn't come by easily.. we've gone through lots of ups and downs together and i'll cherish all of you even more.. michelle, andrea and wanqi, i love you guys alot alot.. thanks for all the smiles and those useful encouragement.. thanks for everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my dearest carolyn: thanks for all the things you have done for me.. thanks for all the laughter you have brought to me.. it is you who have been supporting me throughout my sec sch life.. you have never look down on me. thanks my gal.. u are precious to me.. love you lots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my dearest jc friends: my darling and my daughters and my classmates, thanks for the wonderful 1st 3 months.. without you guys, i really dunnoe how to survive this 3 months.. you guys have brought me beautiful memories.. lots and lots.. though we only noe for weeks but i'll never forget you guys.. you guys are great man.. linqiang, thanks for all the jokes and laughter.. a great friend!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;other than those i've mention above, i noe there are lots of others who have been bringing me joy to me.. thanks guys !! love you guys man !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lastly, i must say a big thank you to him.. to you: thanks for all the smiles you have given me.. i'll never forget ur cheerful face.. love you !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-1716241950040660699?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1716241950040660699/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-7614584986681877881</id><published>2007-03-12T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T13:16:55.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today is already the 12th of march.. time passes so fast and i'm starting my poly life in a month and 4 days time.. received a news that joyce will be in the same school and the same course as me!! that's great man.. i'll not be so lonely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometime i jus wonder and tend to think alot.. maybe becos was down with flu and some minor cold, i tend to think lots of rubbish.. things are not as bad as wad i think and i know there is no good than harm to think so much.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;some nights jus can't sleep.. and some nights jus had super bad nightmare.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i'm jus kinda of weird gal that when i woke up in the morning, i'll feel refresh and think that what i thought the night before was jus rubbish.. and life continue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my mum knows me best.. i was rather bored and troubled yesterday.. and she came asking me, "wad thing has being troubling you?" . no surprise that she knows me from head to toe and even wad i'm thinking.. impressed !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mum went to some temple or somewhere and told me that this year my life will be a little tougher and i think i totally agreed and have metal preparation for my 3 years nursing course.. i know this 3 years will be tough and tiring.. wad i can do is to face it positively..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;school will be starting soon for lots of people and our busy life starts again.. when will be the next class gathering? hope it will be soon.. i miss the class, and misses lots of people.. memories of secondary school's life will jus flash back when i walk pass the places we went together before as a class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;time passes day by day.. what will happen to the next chapter of my life? hope it will be a memorable one (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* i have faith in you ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-7614584986681877881?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/7614584986681877881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=7614584986681877881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/7614584986681877881'/><link 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having class chalet at costa sand.. it was actually a celebration for waikin.. finally the class got one class gathering but not the whole class was there.. it was rather fun.. first night didn't sleep till 830 the next morning.. waikin, kelsen, william, michelle, stephenie and i were talking in downtown east there.. talk talk and talk.. we talk about life after education.. abit profound rite.. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yesterday went to TLC student center to do voluntary work.. i was very impress by them.. i went during their break time when everyone got their milo and crackers.. they sit down and have their tea break and u noe what, when they finish they have to get teachers' permission to wash the cups.. this is to prevent them from wasting food.. and before they start eating, they have to say thank you to lots of people.. and after eating, they have to clear everything by themselves.. impress and speechless.. kids there are very NOT shy and super organise.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and the amazing part is they have to watch the news at 630.. everyone have to sit in front of the tv and watch.. some watch attentively but some was looking else where and they feel that they dun understand any single thing..so funny.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it was a great experience there and i've learnt alot from those kids.. today they have a birthday party for all those march babies.. it's gonna be fun.. kids are cute and they never stop running here and there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;kids are so innocent and they got nothing to be worried about.. everyone will be protecting them.. i miss those time when i was still a kid.. my grandparents dote on me alot.. it's so fun being a kid but so stress up being a young adult.. soon i'll have to step into the working society.. i know i will meet many obstacles but i hope i can overcome it .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*nothing is impossible..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* 25 february 2007- the day i'll never forget.. it's the beginning of my fairytales&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-7059931800301250480?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/7059931800301250480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=7059931800301250480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wake up around 11 to bath and went to sr to submit my withdraw form.. half way walking into the school, i saw michelle and she was also here to submit her form too.. so she accompany me to the general office to submit.. follow then i went to the canteen to pass lin qiang his sweets.. this will be the last time i'll come into sr.. feeling abit sad but life still have to go on ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;after that i went to my sec school oppsite to have lunch with michelle, andrea and andrea's boyfriend.. many secondary school memories flash back.. still remember we use to go school oppsite to have our lunch and we would always have to eat super fast so we will not be late for or ssp (students structured programme) and i'm always the one who will finish last and they will always have to rush me.. time passes so fast.. how i wish now i can have ssp .. throughout the lunch, we laugh our lungs out as what we always do.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;my dearest a4 ~&lt;br /&gt;^to andrea: gal.. miss the time so much especially those time at art.. those memories will always be remembered.. i'll treasure u even more ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;^to michelle: our friendship doesn't come by easily but we manage to go through those ups and downs together.. miss the time spends together.. i'll treasure u even more ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;^to wanqi: hey.. i'm always very close as we'll always spent those super boring time together (amaths period).. now i really miss those time.. i'll miss ur eggy and fishball face.. i'll treasure u even more ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;after lunch we sent andrea to her workplace and then we went to town to do window shopping.. michelle and i feel so terrible cos we can only do window shopping and have no money to buy things.. laugh and laugh and time just passes so fast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;around 6 we went to bishan library. michelle borrowed some cross stitch book while i borrow some nursing book. i read one of those and every chapter had touched me and tears just roll down while i was reading.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is so fragile..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;follow by going to dinner with jian hong.. meet him up and went mos burger.. he treat us free ice peach tea and michelle continue her crap and her lobster.. laugh and laugh and laugh ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the last activity for that day was to go to the neighbourhood clinic near my house to have training.. yesterday was the first session and today morning was the second session.. i've learnt lots of useful knowledge there but there is still alot of things for me to learn and to memorize.. but i love the job..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*i love everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-4302101026915302305?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8774034778550673628</id><published>2007-02-21T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T16:53:22.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today saw many students going to school and coming back while i'm like slacking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remember when i was still in primary school, how i wish i could go out to the society to work and not study but now.. the thinking is different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how i wish ............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.... i could go back to my primary school, my secondary school as while as srjc .. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we are still a students ... we will have lots of friends not just classmates but schoolmates .. and we will always hang out together after school.. i still remember i would always go to the game shop with my friends when i was still a primary school kid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things get different when ur education level gets higher.. work load becomes heavier and heavier.. and tests are coming straight away one after another.. but all these are just nothing compare to what we will be going to face when we start working in the society ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is full of challenges and obstacles.. one pass and the other comes.. most importantly is to enjoy every process in every stage of our life and live our lives to the fullest without any regrets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*success doesn't come by easily but it is something that everyone can achieved !!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8774034778550673628?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8774034778550673628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8774034778550673628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8774034778550673628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8774034778550673628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-saw-many-students-going-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-730602549891266368</id><published>2007-02-19T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T16:53:45.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today is the second day of the lunar new year.. went to quite alot of places and collect quite alot of red packets.. must save those money for my further education in 3 years time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, students will have to back to school to study.. i've withdraw from srjc already.. it's weird not going to school when the rest is going back to study.. friday was my last day of school in srjc.. although i went there for 7-8 weeks, feeling for the school make me dun bear to leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading my tagboard, shed of tears roll down my cheeks.. i noe i'm going to miss them alot alot.. this 7-8 weeks in sr make me realise how great my orientation group leaders are, how great my orientation mates are and how great my civics group mates are.. these 7-8 weeks are so memorable to me which i'll never forget.. they actually have such great impact to make me have the thought of staying in sr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are going to be different soon.. i'll not need to wear school uniform to school but i'll need to wear my nurse uniform.. i'll be going super different path from most of my friends.. all of my friends are going either jc or taking business in poly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my kenya is getting nearer and nearer to me.. i promise i'll sure go there one day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've make lots of wishes for the coming up year:&lt;br /&gt;-hope that my family members and friends will always be happy and healthy&lt;br /&gt;-hope to get scholarship for poly&lt;br /&gt;-hope to be the top students for nursing course&lt;br /&gt;-hope that i'll be able to specialise in obstetric&lt;br /&gt;-hope i'll be able to go to kenya&lt;br /&gt;-hope i'll be able to go tour around the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*keeping faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you don't see the stars twinkle at night, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it doesn't mean that they are not there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They're just hidden behind the clouds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you will surely see them shine again....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-3609523253847087957</id><published>2007-02-12T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T16:54:24.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today was actually flipping through the five year books.. seeing everyone grew up every year and seeing everyone getting more muture and sensible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these five years do not pass by easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was a sec one students, i remembered feeling very sad becos i didn't study hard enough to get into the express stream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people were looking down on me.. thinking that i'm a useless gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to work hard but i think i didn't work hard enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class used to be a very popular topic in the staff room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i believe everyone have gradually grew up and teachers seldom scold us anymore because they think we are young adults and are sensible to think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these five years met lots of ups and downs whether is it in friendship or studies but time passes so fast.. everything has turned into my past, my secondary school beautiful memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether is bad or good memories.. all these will always be kept with me becos they are the one who turn me into wad i am now.. and it is also these memories which turn me into a stronger gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are lots of people who have help me and play a part in my life.. my family members, a4, my classmates, andrew, ian, kithoong, my cousins, my SRJC OG friends, my 1S05, my teachers and many other people.. i really dunnoe how to thank all of you.. without u guys, i really dunnoe will i be so successful now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, lydia ng, will live my life to the fullest..&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;today was abit different becos we do not need to go school.. feel great cos can sleep for long hours but feel sad becos i miss my 1S05 and my gals and also a4 !! today i had submitted my jae and soon i'll start my nursing path.. i hope i can do well in it and i noe i'll work hard and become singapore most outstanding nurse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i become one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my friends will be going to the different path to pursue their dreams and i dunno when will be the next time i'll get to see them.. i'll miss ALL of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys.. all the best for ur future.. keep in contact k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-8229841254801836447</id><published>2007-02-11T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T16:54:56.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;friday, 9th february 2007.. the big big day had arrived and passed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the most surprising day in my whole entire life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having prepared for the worst before going into the hall and seeing how the express top students being called up to the stage.. one by one.. the laughter on their face..... how i wish i could be one of them being called up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's our class turn.. we expected wangmeng to get top but i didn't expect i got 9 for my L1R4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was blank for that moment.. totally blank..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i did it !! my dream come true.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was time that teachers gave out the result slip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one by one went forward to receive the result..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear mic did everybody proud.. i was so happy for her ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my turn.. looking at the paper.. i was too shocked to do anything else but to stare at my name to check if there was any mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staring at the grades.. i really cannot believe ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the moment that i will not forget and will remember it forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are lots of people that i wish to thank to and firstly none other than my family members especially my mother.. if my mum are not strict at me.. i dunnoe wad grade i will get now.. if my mum didn't help me find a tuition teacher for amath, i think i'll flank my amath now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she have help me along this 11 years of education.. thanks mum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the path from now on will be difficult.. i really dunnoe where should i go.. jc or poly? my family members wish that i'll get into jc but i dun wish to be in jc.. on the other hand, i dun wish to disappoint them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've choosen.. to take up nursing in ngee ann.. i noe the path will be tough.. but i noe there will be lots of people to be there for me.. i will press on and be the world most outstanding nurse yea !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all of my friends in my this 18 years here:&lt;br /&gt;thanks people.. thanks for all the encouragement you guys have given me.. thanks for all the support when i need the most.. thanks for being there for me when i'm down.. thanks for all the goos lucks you guys have given me... without you guys.. i dun think i can do that well... love you guys alot alot and alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys.. all the best for ur future.. i, lydia ng xin yee will always be there for you guys.. i promise ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss everyone alot ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-8229841254801836447?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/8229841254801836447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=8229841254801836447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/8229841254801836447'/><link rel='self' 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this anxious week.. today is also a laughing day for me .. and how i wish dun need to get my result so soon so i can spend more time with my friends in sr.. really can't bear to leave them but i have too ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during gp lecture, we watched a clip on global warming and we are suppose to write notes on wad we learnt from the clip.. i think this is not a bad idea as i think i'll sure forget the content within 10 minutes if i didn't write down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this clip has allow me to realise how dangerous the world is now . after seeing the consequences that caused by global warming, i then realise how important is to stop all those actions that people are doing now which will destory the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;global warming cause floods which took away many innocent lives.. i also then realise how fortunate i am to live in singapore, a super safe country. although our weather are super hot here, at least we dun suffer from floods, hurricane and other natural disaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*may all human being be free form sufferings ..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how singaporean will react if one day we really meet such diasters. singaporeans' life are just too calm that i think we take it for granted... will we be able to face it like how those brave people in those countries,who face it so calmly and who are readily prepared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad if one day singapore meet any natural disater? will we be so prepared like them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today lunch was in school with huiwen, lin qiang, jun liang and the next table we have shu chen, cherie and their friends.. today also help to donate some money to the sbs charity organisation so didn't save much today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we went to the study area to have a break before chemistry tutorial.. that's the time when i've fun most today.. i was taking out my ear pierce to connect to my phone but shin took it away from me and say," wah!! ur mp3 so cool.." . dunno why, i laugh like hell and becos we were at the study area and we are suppose to keep quiet so i can't laugh out loud so causing stomach cramp.. shin was so cute that i actually can't stop laughing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry tutorial passed so fast and the day was over and went j8 with huiwen cos that cute huiwen want to eat the korean spicy dunnoe wad cake.. so accompany her go and i've tried new food !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. not bad.. the taste was quite nice.. thanks wen wen..(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went shopping around to get ideas for her wad to give during valentine day.. and our last station was to ntuc, my favourite place where all the sweets can be found..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huiwen and i both brought biscuits cos tml we have physic tutorial when we can take out our snacks during lesson to enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was not very tired though and so i've to practice hard for my music .. grading is coming !! omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;* life isn't about the height of the lastest mountain you're climbing - it's about the journey you choose to take to get there .........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-3322022228831476320?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/3322022228831476320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=3322022228831476320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3322022228831476320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/3322022228831476320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/02/3-more-days-to-important-event-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-1726438053964168381</id><published>2007-02-05T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T16:55:27.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as i was listening to gigi's song, yuan lai ai qing na me shang, lots of thoughts come into my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine day is coming and this year gonna spend it alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does love really hurts? wad do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the beginning of week 6. time wait for no man.. before you realise it, 6 weeks have passed and tests are coming our way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is monday and monday is the most relax day of the week.. we have pe today and we are still playing the stupid game but i think it was still alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we have the 1.5 hour break.. treat my classmates some cookie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me if the cookie taste awful which i think it really do.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything was fine till my gp period.. we were doing the same thing, presentation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought the teacher will not call me for the day as she've always call me to answer question.. and to my surprise, "Lydia, can you try ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. is me again.. am i her favourite student? but nvm, nurse should be patience yea so just stand up and answer her question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some help from wen wen and susan.. thanks the both of them, if not i think she will say," you have not been listening to them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. gp lesson will be a terrible one for me next time.. but i'll try to be attentive.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today also went for lunch together with usual people.. i ate roti prata which i very long didn't eat already.. hmmm save quite alot today.. must save money !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was quite a tiring day becos ytd didn't sleep early so went home and fall dead.. jc life is tiring man but i think nurse life will not be easy either.. but i will jia you !! hahas.. many life still waiting for me to save..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm very thankful that my class people actually call me nurse ng.. it's a great encouragement .. i'll succeed one day !! &lt;strong&gt;" Lydia go go jia you !! "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*destiny is not a matter of chance.. it's a matter of choice.. it is not a thing to be waited for.. it is a thing to be achieved ....... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydiia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26235188-1726438053964168381?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/1726438053964168381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=1726438053964168381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1726438053964168381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/1726438053964168381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/02/as-i-was-listening-to-gigis-song-yuan.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26235188.post-6933057186532600780</id><published>2007-02-03T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:37:23.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today is the 5 week in SRJC ... and the days to separation from the school is getting nearer and nearer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this school, i have met many new friends and all are very interesting friends.. my og mates are super high people.. they can laugh non stop and they can even laugh for nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my og mates were spilt into different civics class except me and huiwen.. we both went to 1S05 !!! a super interesting class.. at first, the class was super quiet and i only talk to huiwen.. but now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS MY CIVIS CLASS PEOPLE !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are all very interesting and some are very high too.. sometimes, we went to lunch together and i really miss those moments.. but i noe.. things are going to be different very soon.. such moments will be gone and it can only be my beautiful memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the jokes and people will always be in my memories.. my sweet memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday was a super high day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may seems a normal day for other people but not for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday.. half of the class went lunch together.. we seems like we noe each other for very long but we are not.. i can see the strong bonding in our class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch was chinese.. that was the lesson i laugh until stomach pain.. at first was huiwen.. that blur huiwen.. ask her let me find the word zhuan (earn money). at first she was at the 'c' section.. i thought she was finding her own word so i ask her help me find later but she say," i'm helping you to find now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was like huh? zhuan at 'c' section so i say," gal.. zhuan is 'j' mah." then she oh ya hor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the 'j' section.. then without noticing, we find for a few minutes then lin qiang say, " zhuan is 'z' leh." .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.. get the stupid thing we doing..lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are lots more to share especially that lin qiang..lols.. but sometime conversation between people very difficult to express in words.. i miss the jokes.. i miss those times.. i miss my classmates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few more weeks and everyone will be seperated.. some will stay, some will leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no matter wad.. guys.. you all will always be remembered by me !! you guys will not be forgotten.. i hope we will have chance to meet up in the future !! feel like crying now but i noe good things will always come to an end.. but i'll treasure the time now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result is out next week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best guys !! you guys rocks man !! love you guys alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* it's fate that brought us to noe each other !!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway.. i'm doing some girls accessories business together with my future brother in law.. so do support me yea.. all accessories are at low price !! you can go to yahoo auction and type dblack_berry !! thanks guys !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RcS71sEVQiI/AAAAAAAAABU/_7Eaz_i_QqQ/s1600-h/black+berry.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RcS8QcEVQjI/AAAAAAAAABc/7DwJwIFXaLM/s1600-h/black+berry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027350074650608178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RcS8QcEVQjI/AAAAAAAAABc/7DwJwIFXaLM/s320/black+berry.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-lydiia&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/26235188-6933057186532600780?l=perfectionist-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/feeds/6933057186532600780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26235188&amp;postID=6933057186532600780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6933057186532600780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26235188/posts/default/6933057186532600780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectionist-us.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-is-5-week-in-srjc.html' title=''/><author><name>superwomen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036669777733011455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ffUiZ57bJzU/RcS8QcEVQjI/AAAAAAAAABc/7DwJwIFXaLM/s72-c/black+berry.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
