<?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-9289850</id><updated>2012-01-26T01:05:08.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Each day is a bliss. Seize the day.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-6913377598469100529</id><published>2012-01-26T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T01:05:08.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next stop: Plateau</title><content type='html'>Seems like our relationship has just hit a plateau. I don't know if I should elaborate on further since there is no right or wrong in a relationship. I could neither say that he's at fault nor I'm entirely right. But one thing for sure - something has gone seriously wrong. I think that it's challenging to find out what that 'something' is because it just invaded into our relationship without a trace. And possibly, there could be nothing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been trying hard to communicate with him. I asked. I listened. But it didn't seem to work out. Maybe, he's just bad at expressing his thoughts. Or maybe, it's really hard for him to express difficult feelings. On the other hand, maybe I'm just being possessive. However, is meeting up twice a week too much? I seriously doubt so as we used to meet up everyday. If twice a week is too much, how are we going to spend the rest of our lives seeing each other every single day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, I feel that you take me for granted. I really feel like giving up. I feel like getting out of your life so that you will appreciate me more. I know that you've been really good to me. But I still feel that something is missing. These fragmented thoughts just make me feel really annoyed. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-6913377598469100529?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/6913377598469100529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=6913377598469100529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/6913377598469100529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/6913377598469100529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2012/01/next-stop-plateau.html' title='Next stop: Plateau'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-1747775672731870016</id><published>2012-01-17T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T23:58:57.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting trapped in the toilet with a ___________ is no joke!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;You might have guessed that word right - 'Cockroach'. And I shall add more description to it - A big and flying &lt;i&gt;monster &lt;/i&gt;(I don't want to use the word repeatedly cos' it just makes my hair stand). Ya, that's indeed one of my biggest fear (not that I'm a scaredy cat) but I'm really afraid of insects in general. Here comes the story of my close encounter with my No. 1 fear...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;As I closed the bathroom door, I saw the huge monster just beside the door handle where my hand was. I totally freaked out and ran to the furthest corner as fast as I could without agitating it.  I stood there still at the corner and, uh huh, it's not moving! So, I anticipated its moves and strategized my escape plan (it would have been so much easier if it's on the floor, damn!). Firstly, I glanced around the toilet and searched for useful tools.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The water hose&lt;/b&gt; - To my knowledge, most insects are scared of water. However, thinking that the monster would most probably be flying around the toilet made me sure to drop the idea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The towel&lt;/b&gt; - I thought that I could throw at it and let it trapped in the towel instead. But I didn't dare to challenge insects' instinct (it would, again, most probably fly away before the towel reaches it).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My last resort &lt;/b&gt;- To pray. Seriously, I regretted that I didn't make that as No. 1 of my list because it actually worked! I prayed that the monster must get out of the toilet at any means as long as it doesn't come near me. Within a few seconds, it started crawling its way down to the bottom of the door and retreated its way out of the toilet through the tiny gap under the door. I couldn't believe my eyes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Well, if you're not afraid of monsters, you may find this post utterly foolish. But at least I've found someone who totally understands how I felt - my sister. &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/9289850-1747775672731870016?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/1747775672731870016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=1747775672731870016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/1747775672731870016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/1747775672731870016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2012/01/getting-trapped-in-toilet-with-is-no.html' title='Getting trapped in the toilet with a ___________ is no joke!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-8025103680758450388</id><published>2012-01-11T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:49:52.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Can't believe that it's been 4 years since my last post! Laughing hard reading the posts that I'd written last time. And I'm quite glad that I've actually fulfilled part of the wish list (on the left) such as getting a driving license and getting into a local U. I guess those who used to read my blog had long gone. Not gonna tell anyone that I'm back blogging though. Since I'm here to pen down my thoughts freely without feeling shy or embarrassed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School has just started not long ago. Everything is back to normal and, yeah, 3-day week! I've not been doing anything for the past 2 free-days though except for the readings that are compulsory (well, not exactly compulsory but recommended). And I really have to work hard for this semester to improve my GPA! And I'm really determined to do so! Lesson starts at 2:30pm every thursday, so I doubt I will be sleeping early today and I'm still waiting for my bf to call me. He has been heading to outfield lately. Poor him, he must be exhausted! Well, army has changed him dramatically. He's become more responsible and, of course, fitter now! He used to be really fair as he's half taiwanese and 'a bit' chubby! (oops, I think he's going to kill me for saying that). Nah, he's been really good to me and no guy treats me that well before besides my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, still not used to blogging. Seems like I'm literally talking to myself! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-8025103680758450388?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/8025103680758450388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=8025103680758450388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/8025103680758450388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/8025103680758450388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-5656262462124528062</id><published>2008-07-20T15:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:45:52.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies!</title><content type='html'>Woot! I've watched 2 movies this week! It's been a really long time since I last stepped into the theatre. Hah! I can't even remember what was the last movie I watched before these 2 movies. Anyway, I watched Red Cliff on Thursday with my classmates, Jiamin, Yuxin and Winnie! I think this movie is really cool cause' like this kinda 'war show' especially in the ancient time as I'll never get a chance to experience it. Imagine that I would able to ride a white horse and kill thousands of army! Wooot. I really admire those heroines like Sun Shang Xiang! After watching Red Cliff, I have the urge to dig my PS2 out and play Dyansty Warrior again. I remember when I was Secondary 3, my sister and I used to play that almost everyday. Well, I still think that WoW is better =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched The Dark Knight last night from 11pm to 2am! I didn't know that the movie is soooo long! I was so tired that I dosed off in my sister's car on our way home. But it's a pity that Heath Ledger who acted as the Joker has died. I can see that he really put in a lot of effort to play his role like his laughter and the way he speaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225014590965056258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SIL7FlC0gwI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DMM8d3Z0T44/s400/movies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs up for the 2 movies!&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Knight - ♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;Red Cliff Part I - ♥♥♥ (I think Red Cliff Part II will be better!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-5656262462124528062?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/5656262462124528062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=5656262462124528062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/5656262462124528062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/5656262462124528062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/07/movies.html' title='Movies!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SIL7FlC0gwI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DMM8d3Z0T44/s72-c/movies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-8682957229911640615</id><published>2008-07-13T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:48:13.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollerbag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; Woot! Finally got my roller bag after for soooo long! Thanks Perry and his mom for bringing me to the pro shop to get the brunswick bag at the lowest rate. And thanks for that bowl of prawn mee soup. It's really delicious! Heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday I went for the SMU Doubles Competition. Yups it was awesome. I saw many pro players and I bowled with them! This is my first bowling competition and it's quite a nice exposure for me. I did not bowl well and I need to find the line that suits me! I kept shifting my line yesterday. Sometimes my ball hooked to Pin 7 while sometimes it went straight. I think there's something wrong with my hand. It's like soooo inconsistant! And omg, this coming Wed will be my last roll-off and im at the 11th position while top 10 bowlers get into the team. I can't afford to make any mistake! Not even one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's all for today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222494836692229602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SHoHYk5aHeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/2qCg16l9Cms/s400/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hehe! I'm loving it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-8682957229911640615?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/8682957229911640615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=8682957229911640615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/8682957229911640615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/8682957229911640615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/07/rollerbag.html' title='Rollerbag!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SHoHYk5aHeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/2qCg16l9Cms/s72-c/Image032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-596749018977945382</id><published>2008-06-18T14:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T14:19:19.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highest Score!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woohoo! I'm so excited that I got high game today during the 2nd bowling roll-off! My highest score was 179 and it's 225 now! Yeah! It's so unbelievable that Kathleen could bowl that high right! Miraculously, I DID IT! I was so happy that I could even get a turkey. And I can't believe that I got 6 strikes consecutively. Lady luck, uh! Weeeeh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213101798027782274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFiodxFlaII/AAAAAAAAAI4/KE7LiTJvoz4/s400/High+Game.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;It's really FUN bowling with the 2 cousins, Qing Ling and Cheryl! Very enthu and supportive! Woohooo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-596749018977945382?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/596749018977945382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=596749018977945382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/596749018977945382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/596749018977945382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/06/highest-score.html' title='Highest Score!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFiodxFlaII/AAAAAAAAAI4/KE7LiTJvoz4/s72-c/High+Game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-3964858260188143687</id><published>2008-06-16T19:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:25:20.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eileen's Wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday was my cousin's wedding! She looked gorgeous! And I really love her wedding dresses. They are custom-made and they looked great on her. It was really fun cos' it's been quite a long time since all of us gathered together. We watched videos on how the 'sisters' tricked the groom and his 'brothers' while they tried to get into Eileen's room. They spreaded Wasabi, Chilli Padi and Chilli sauce on the bread and asked them to eat it. It was freaking spicy and all of their faces turned as red as tomato. Haha! Next, the sisters grinded Bittergourds with eggs for the guys to drink. Yikes! Lastly, the groom was forced to retrieve coins that placed in the container full of... WORMS! Haha! You will never know what girls are capable of! Haha! These are the photos that we took yesterday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine, Me, Eileen, Tracy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212464012702558418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZkZxmkqNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/l0DLDoojV5U/s400/IMGP0401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eileen and Christine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZkaTuFPtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/fn3XA42Brzw/s1600-h/IMGP0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212464021860859602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZkaTuFPtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/fn3XA42Brzw/s400/IMGP0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and mommy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212464026396686002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZkakngdrI/AAAAAAAAAII/PVR24zc2kKs/s400/IMGP0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Christine and Grace &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZkbPifQvI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0sQB20hGhvM/s1600-h/IMGP0414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212464037918360306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZkbPifQvI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0sQB20hGhvM/s400/IMGP0414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Christine &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZl8puPiAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fiZfSTlgXzY/s1600-h/IMGP0395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212465711394293762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZl8puPiAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fiZfSTlgXzY/s400/IMGP0395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Tracy and me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZl9O5ApxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8rICHcKyg9Q/s1600-h/IMGP0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212465721371567890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZl9O5ApxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8rICHcKyg9Q/s400/IMGP0417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cousins and sisters! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212465730594260290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZl9xP3xUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_t7rFkhS8z8/s400/IMGP0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Eugene and Lewis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFd0JnJMRXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JXOmfOxJGF0/s1600-h/1_975709244l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212762802179818866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFd0JnJMRXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JXOmfOxJGF0/s400/1_975709244l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to arena! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-3964858260188143687?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/3964858260188143687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=3964858260188143687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3964858260188143687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3964858260188143687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/06/eileens-wedding.html' title='Eileen&apos;s Wedding!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SFZkZxmkqNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/l0DLDoojV5U/s72-c/IMGP0401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-233691032576215298</id><published>2008-06-10T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T17:44:59.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PASSED!</title><content type='html'>Woot! I passed my basic theory test! So happy. Though it's not difficult but I was afraid that I'll fail it. Hah! Knowing that you could get at most 5 questions out of 50 wrong in order to pass. Well, I still have a long way to get my driving license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news - I still have 8 assignments to complete. Wooohoo. GG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-233691032576215298?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/233691032576215298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=233691032576215298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/233691032576215298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/233691032576215298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/06/passed.html' title='PASSED!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-7723681912811481684</id><published>2008-06-06T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:08:48.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's have some FUN!</title><content type='html'>YEAH! Just came back from school. Bought lunch for my mom because she wanted to try the western food from design school. She enjoyed it although it turned cold when I reached home. And yeah! I'm reloading my WoW account! Hi Kalzara and Kalzphinx! (: Well, I still have like 8 assignments untouched, BUT I just want to get myself a treat. I think I'd worked hard enough for the tests and now I'm gonna play hard as well! Woooooot! Let's play!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-7723681912811481684?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/7723681912811481684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=7723681912811481684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/7723681912811481684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/7723681912811481684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-have-some-fun.html' title='Let&apos;s have some FUN!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-3415883963759558967</id><published>2008-06-05T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T13:41:06.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Yeah! Tomorrow's the last paper of term-test! Finally! I've been suffering from insomnia and I thought it only happens to one of my friends. Prolly it's a post exam symptom. Yesterday's paper wasnt really good because everything I studied just flew away from my brain ): But luckily, it's not too bad for today's paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow last paper... Should I reload my WoW account? Or not? HEHEHE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-3415883963759558967?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/3415883963759558967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=3415883963759558967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3415883963759558967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3415883963759558967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-9213707198752444227</id><published>2008-06-02T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T19:20:36.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests!</title><content type='html'>Term-tests are such a pain! Argh! Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's paper was kinda cool but I doubt it will be for the next 4 papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-9213707198752444227?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/9213707198752444227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=9213707198752444227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/9213707198752444227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/9213707198752444227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/06/tests.html' title='Tests!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-7286209831306533015</id><published>2008-05-27T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:24:59.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa hamster!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDwDKqfi2_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/cwjqS3GvISg/s1600-h/IMGP0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205038751073623026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDwDKqfi2_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/cwjqS3GvISg/s400/IMGP0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDwDK6fi3AI/AAAAAAAAAHg/AXBxrGcF1hw/s1600-h/IMGP0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205038755368590338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDwDK6fi3AI/AAAAAAAAAHg/AXBxrGcF1hw/s400/IMGP0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDwDK6fi3BI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3ebS8q0Mwuc/s1600-h/IMGP0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205038755368590354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDwDK6fi3BI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3ebS8q0Mwuc/s400/IMGP0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn naughty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-7286209831306533015?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/7286209831306533015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=7286209831306533015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/7286209831306533015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/7286209831306533015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/05/papa-hamster.html' title='Papa hamster!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDwDKqfi2_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/cwjqS3GvISg/s72-c/IMGP0250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-3675596610049369841</id><published>2008-05-26T20:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:56:03.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutest thing ever (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey! Let me show you the cutest thing on earth! It's my baby hamster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Cute, right! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDqzc6fi23I/AAAAAAAAAGY/_0-B_p6aDyA/s1600-h/cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204669628699302770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDqzc6fi23I/AAAAAAAAAGY/_0-B_p6aDyA/s400/cheese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Haha! Alright, I was trying to be lame! This one is the real one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDqzdKfi24I/AAAAAAAAAGg/3ZKQV99fudU/s1600-h/IMGP0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204669632994270082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDqzdKfi24I/AAAAAAAAAGg/3ZKQV99fudU/s400/IMGP0215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204669637289237394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDqzdafi25I/AAAAAAAAAGo/pxYHIaoHuxQ/s400/IMGP0217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDqzdafi26I/AAAAAAAAAGw/S-zbvOO8nuM/s1600-h/IMGP0220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204669637289237410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDqzdafi26I/AAAAAAAAAGw/S-zbvOO8nuM/s400/IMGP0220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204669641584204722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDqzdqfi27I/AAAAAAAAAG4/FycmsealH10/s400/IMGP0221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDq0i6fi28I/AAAAAAAAAHA/M67fHOkp7-E/s1600-h/IMGP0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204670831290145730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDq0i6fi28I/AAAAAAAAAHA/M67fHOkp7-E/s400/IMGP0222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDq0jqfi29I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Tcd_zWQx65Y/s1600-h/IMGP0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204670844175047634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDq0jqfi29I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Tcd_zWQx65Y/s400/IMGP0223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDq0jqfi2-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DepSHfr5MLE/s1600-h/IMGP0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204670844175047650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDq0jqfi2-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DepSHfr5MLE/s400/IMGP0224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mother hamster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-3675596610049369841?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/3675596610049369841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=3675596610049369841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3675596610049369841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3675596610049369841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/05/cutest-thing.html' title='Cutest thing ever (:'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDqzc6fi23I/AAAAAAAAAGY/_0-B_p6aDyA/s72-c/cheese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-4820940744080131525</id><published>2008-05-25T13:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:12:17.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate is good for health (:</title><content type='html'>Happy to see that uh! I'm a chocolate lover and the thing that I usually munch on in lectures is CHOCOLATE! I've read this article &lt;a href="http://www.livescience.com/health/top_10_badthings_good.html"&gt;'Top 10 Bad Things That Are Good For You'&lt;/a&gt; and it says that antioxidant flavonols in chocolates prevent cancers and your arteries from clogging. It may even increase the blood flow in the brain. Amazing uh! However, we should take things in moderation (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDkAx6fi22I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fd7IMJAthZM/s1600-h/chocolate!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204191701918473058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDkAx6fi22I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fd7IMJAthZM/s400/chocolate!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-4820940744080131525?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/4820940744080131525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=4820940744080131525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4820940744080131525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4820940744080131525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/05/chocolate-is-good-for-health.html' title='Chocolate is good for health (:'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SDkAx6fi22I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fd7IMJAthZM/s72-c/chocolate!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-4955383347814543796</id><published>2008-05-24T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T13:59:19.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixture of 32 songs...</title><content type='html'>Yeah. This is the Cantonese song I was talking about. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWsvL4WWQME&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWsvL4WWQME&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-4955383347814543796?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/4955383347814543796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=4955383347814543796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4955383347814543796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4955383347814543796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/05/mixture-of-32-songs.html' title='Mixture of 32 songs...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-8732053640577014290</id><published>2008-05-23T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:12:03.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Singapre Sale!</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of GSS. My sister and her boyfriend and I went to Orchard to shop for new clothes. - I'm not trying to be a gooseberry okays! Haha! Actually we were supposed to meet at 11.30am but they were late! But it doesn't matter cos I know that I won't have to spend a single cent when I go out with them. Heh! - Sometimes, I don't even bother to bring my wallet. But luckily I did. Cos I realised that my ez-link card 'had' -$0.06 when I reached the LRT station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Party World from 2pm - 6pm. We sang for 4 hours straight - we are superb, aren't we? And it's more amazing that my sis's boyfriend sang a 10-min song. Though it's in Cantonese but I think it's really cool cos that song is a mixture of lyrics of more than 10 songs. Woooot. We had fun until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a message from my eldest sis. &lt;br /&gt;"One of my blood vessels of my right eye has bursted and I have bloody eye ball now" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like OMG! I'd never heard of anything like that before. Bloody eye ball!? And I started to imagine it - like blood sheds from her eye. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind was at ease knowing that it's not serious after seeing a doctor. It's prolly stress that caused this. She had some problems with one of her collegues at work, it wasnt really serious i guess but some people are really good at pissing people off. Well, I hope that she'll be fine tomorrow after telling me and my mom about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home in the train, I reminisced about my 14th birthday where I did this stupid, spastic, foolish act. I sorta pissed her off - I think I made her sad more - that day. She bought a cake for me to celebrate my birthday. I was so blunt, and made this unconstructive comment that I don't like mango cake instead of thanking her. And ya, I really think that I was the most insensitive person in the world. I hate myself to make that mistake everytime when I think about it. She didn't rebuke me at all - I will give myself a tight slap if I were her. And I'll feel better if she did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I swear I WILL NOT do that to her again or to anyone else. He was there too and he told me that I went overboard. If I had apologised to her that day, I won't be so remorseful now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't expect that I would end this post emo-ly. Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-8732053640577014290?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/8732053640577014290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=8732053640577014290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/8732053640577014290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/8732053640577014290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/05/great-singapre-sale.html' title='Great Singapre Sale!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-4763218003053817737</id><published>2008-05-21T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T14:07:55.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New member in the family!</title><content type='html'>Guess who! It's not my brother-in-law - though I've already treated my sister's boyfriend as one. And nope if you think I'm getting married. Well, it's not a human but a BABY HAMSTER! Sadly, I'm unable to take a good shot of that cutie because I'm afraid that its mom will turn into a cannibal again - it just happened a few months ago and it's GROSS. And ya, I was really sad about it as they were the first batch of baby hamsters - there were 4 if I'm not wrong. Well, let bygones be bygones! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've one now and I think that's enough - cos I can't really take good care of the two old ones. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to upload a nice photo of the ham family when the baby grows a bit bigger - It's about 2 cm long and less than 1 cm wide now. Yay! I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-4763218003053817737?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/4763218003053817737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=4763218003053817737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4763218003053817737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4763218003053817737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-member-in-family.html' title='New member in the family!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-5804017137708621222</id><published>2008-05-03T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:44:29.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is soooo awesome and incredible!</title><content type='html'>I was surfing Youtube a few minutes ago and I came across this video! You MUST watch it! I'm really touched by her talent and it just melts my heart. This is so fanastic! She has been playing piano since she was three... - I wonder what I was doing when I was three, prolly playing Lego or messing up Barbie dolls' hair. Okays. Not comparing here. But I think she is just GREAT! I feel so inferior after watching it. However, she motivates me to work harder - for my guitar especially. Well, I've just started learning guitar a month ago and tomorrow will be my fifth lesson! I definitely need to spend more time on it. - After quitting WoW, I've realised that I wasted too much of my time. I guess I was too obsessed with it. Alright. No point whining about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy watching (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ntReE2n15bo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ntReE2n15bo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntReE2n15bo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntReE2n15bo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-5804017137708621222?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/5804017137708621222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=5804017137708621222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/5804017137708621222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/5804017137708621222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-soooo-awesome-and-incredible.html' title='This is soooo awesome and incredible!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-4513221793246476849</id><published>2008-04-19T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:58:07.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kalzphinx is Level 70!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Kalzphinx - my hunter had just turned &lt;strong&gt;70&lt;/strong&gt; a few hours ago. Though she's squishy dps but still looks better than Kalzara - my priest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SAjONAz8XRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/321Jgv6VG-s/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_041908_003228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190625293495983378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SAjONAz8XRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/321Jgv6VG-s/s400/WoWScrnShot_041908_003228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My account will be terminated at the end of this month due to school reopen - again. Gotta stop playing very soon! :(&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/9289850-4513221793246476849?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/4513221793246476849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=4513221793246476849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4513221793246476849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4513221793246476849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/04/kalzphinx-is-level-70.html' title='Kalzphinx is Level 70!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SAjONAz8XRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/321Jgv6VG-s/s72-c/WoWScrnShot_041908_003228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-7372244697892934195</id><published>2008-04-18T08:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T18:58:31.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad morning.</title><content type='html'>It's kinda a bad morning for me. - Ya, it's 8.23AM. Well, I didn't want to go back to bed after I woke up from this stupid dream which pissed me off &lt;em&gt;early&lt;/em&gt; in the morning. I don't really want to say what it was. But I'm really frustrated about it! Damn. I wish I could wake up earlier than that so I won't feel so shit. Well, I need to blog it cos it will be so unreasonable if I were to show some black face to my parents later when they wake up. Well, computers don't hurt. So Ima vent this shit outta me first! Argh! Shit you! WTH are u doing in my dreams? You should be in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm fine now. Good morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-7372244697892934195?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/7372244697892934195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=7372244697892934195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/7372244697892934195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/7372244697892934195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/04/bad-morning.html' title='Bad morning.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-7778058184711292129</id><published>2008-04-11T16:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:20:20.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K-Box</title><content type='html'>JX was late again! As usual. However, this time round, Kelly was not with me. So I waited for him at Simei MRT alone. But luckily, he was only 15 minutes late - we used to wait an hour for him. And his reason was because it rained and he had to wait for the rain to stop. So I wondered what if the rain doesn't stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I accompanied him all the way to Climenti to have his hair cut. Ya, CLIMENTI. Well, I had a choice not to go but... Okay. The story goes like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11AM, my parents and I had decided to go to Sim Lim to get my desktop fixed. But&lt;br /&gt;my CPU was kinda heavy for my dad and so we brought it to Compass Point for a repair&lt;br /&gt;instead. We had our lunch there and my parents wanted to go somewhere else. I didn't&lt;br /&gt;want to follow them or go back home so I went to meet JX because he assured me that he&lt;br /&gt;was not going to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves Jay Chou so much that he wanted the exact same hairstyle as him. - Guys nowadays... It took more than an hour for him to get that hair cut. He was sooo picky that even the difference of 0.01 cm of his hair length makes a BIG difference. - I'm not exaggerating. But it's really funny to listen to his conversation with the hairdresser. Luckily, I had my book and MP3 with me. If not, I'll be dead bored. And if not for this almost 10-year friendship, I would have told him off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to meet Kelly. And yeah! I'd finally got to see her again! So happy that she had recovered from her sore throat or else she won't be going. And her friend, Winnie, went too! She sings really well - of course, she's from choir! We had lots of fun singing and not caring if we went out of tune. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188033753385912002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R_-ZNhlNxsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tIV9QFfQvKk/s320/Image094.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="309" /&gt;Kelly and me - just realised that JX is at the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SAIj0Qz8XNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zipi3-w9Kls/s1600-h/jx%26kat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SAIj0Qz8XNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zipi3-w9Kls/s320/jx%26kat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188749101457235154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188033770565781202" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R_-ZOhlNxtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/D4b4JCbFTtU/s320/Image095.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="235" /&gt;JX and me - he's not smiling, trying to act cool =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188285691872528114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SAB-WRlNxvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RMIWHhjZj8c/s320/11042008+%286%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JX and Kelly - at the stairs along City Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SAIkfQz8XPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/rUVKQnNFOn8/s1600-h/primarysch+besties.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SAIkfQz8XPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/rUVKQnNFOn8/s320/primarysch+besties.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188749840191610098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JX, Kelly and me - BFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/SAIj0gz8XOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OzSPn-qRo_o/s1600-h/primarysch+besties.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&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/9289850-7778058184711292129?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/7778058184711292129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=7778058184711292129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/7778058184711292129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/7778058184711292129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/04/k-box.html' title='K-Box'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R_-ZNhlNxsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tIV9QFfQvKk/s72-c/Image094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-8462369685681947133</id><published>2008-04-05T23:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T01:49:13.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Belated Gifts</title><content type='html'>Wooot! I'm so glad that my sisters didn't forget my birthday presents even it's already over for quite some time. I wanted to post this entry a few days ago but I didnt have the mood to do so, well I saved as draft after I wrote the previous sentence. It's 1:05AM now! I've just finished playing my 2v2 arena. Well, it sucks to the core. Not that I'm a noob. But there are many people in this world could just stick their asses on the chair by their computers from night to day and vice versa - get a life! Argh! All I hoped for was just meeting squishy opponents. Okay, I'm done QQing. I was really really pissed off when I lost like 5 games in a row. But luckily my team mate didnt give up. We won some games later on and recovered the lost points. Well, there's all about my wow crap. I doubt anyone would even visit my blog if I continue talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's time to show you my presents! =D&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda shocked when my 2nd sis agreed to buy a Gucci wallet for me. Previously, I requested for one and she was like 'NO'. Don't know why she changed her decision. But it doesn't matter. She's always been good to me since I was born. Heh. Anyway, I love you, Erjie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R_pax_YjZ-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/A5e0vogmIks/s1600-h/Image127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R_pax_YjZ-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/A5e0vogmIks/s320/Image127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186557735745054690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, it is a DKNY watch from my eldest sis! Although it looks a bit like a guy's watch, I love it very much because I don't fancy girl's watches. Talking about watches just makes me LMAO. It's not that I'm crazy or lame but there's a funny reason behind it. =P Thank you, Dajie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R_pcVPYjZ_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/dLWDJ-js88k/s1600-h/Image126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R_pcVPYjZ_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/dLWDJ-js88k/s320/Image126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186559440847071218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my parents, they treated me a large sumptuous meal but too bad there's no photo for it. I think I was too hungry to do it. All for now! Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-8462369685681947133?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/8462369685681947133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=8462369685681947133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/8462369685681947133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/8462369685681947133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-belated-gifts.html' title='My Belated Gifts'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R_pax_YjZ-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/A5e0vogmIks/s72-c/Image127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-3192143306505668532</id><published>2008-03-23T21:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:11:55.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dhar!</title><content type='html'>It's Dhar's 18th birthday today. But we celebrated it yesterday. We had LOTS of fun - as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought her a stalk of Sunflower and a small box of chocolate fludge cake. They aren't fanastic... BUT it's the thought that counts. Yeah! She was surprised that I actually bought that for her as what she expected was just to hit the mall that day. And yeah I met my objective - she's HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah. Next, we went to Sakae Sushi at Wheelock Place to satisfy her cravings for SUSHI. Lots of it. Like... her 9 tako-yaki? Hah! We even took sushi that we didn't know what it was until we tasted it and ya, wasted some money. But it's okay. Some were really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dhar ate the mini chocolate fudge cake while waiting for the food to be served.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180937418850920274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R-ZjIfYjZ1I/AAAAAAAAADw/JZlcjgdQl3Y/s320/Photo0339.jpg" border="0" height="247" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And a picture of her with the sunflower (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180937964311766882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R-ZjoPYjZ2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/N_TqBHsPBtw/s320/Photo0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining heavily after we had our lunch so we decided to go Marina Square to shop. Didn't buy anything though I really love that MNG top which costs 50 bucks? Hah. Forget it. So we sat somewhere to take a rest and took some photos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180940116090382242" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R-ZllfYjZ6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/cv2VBWiq7O4/s320/Photo0363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180940945019070386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R-ZmVvYjZ7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/PFdv8KCNm_s/s320/Photo0359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180940111795414914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R-ZllPYjZ4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/hEEDorhtPBU/s320/Photo0358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180940116090382226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R-ZllfYjZ5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kMxF3cxIGiE/s320/Photo0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! Dhar, I'm not obsess with my hair OKAY! I was just trying to tie it with properly with that 3 thingy which I have no idea what it is called. It's your fault that you didn't bring hairbands! =PP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT I succeeded, at last!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180942229214291906" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 210px; height: 173px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R-ZngfYjZ8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/xim_5zgDlec/s320/Photo0384.jpg" border="0" height="173" width="238" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice? - Maybe it's better not to ask...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly, we were crazy enough to have just ice-cream for dinner! So, we went to B&amp;amp;J's and have our favourite Chuncky Monkey, New York Choco Fludge Chunck and Phish Food Mix-N-Match!&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180943994445850578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R-ZpHPYjZ9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/S56q8zU-vWI/s320/Photo0385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays! All for now. Time for arena! =PP&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/9289850-3192143306505668532?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/3192143306505668532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=3192143306505668532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3192143306505668532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3192143306505668532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-dhar.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dhar!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/R-ZjIfYjZ1I/AAAAAAAAADw/JZlcjgdQl3Y/s72-c/Photo0339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-5411361294673539413</id><published>2008-03-23T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T14:45:16.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice!</title><content type='html'>Well, just a short entry here. I'm back blogging because I have nothing much to do this holiday. I have one month left and I wasted the previous month WoW-ing crazily. It's time to get a life I think. Haha! There's several problems with my new blog that I can't solve. If you are good at html and stuff like that. PLEASE help me out! Thank you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to my cousin's house to play guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tagboard is available at the red cell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-5411361294673539413?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/5411361294673539413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=5411361294673539413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/5411361294673539413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/5411361294673539413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2008/03/notice.html' title='Notice!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-3236207422795176052</id><published>2007-11-11T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T13:06:45.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perplexity</title><content type='html'>First of all, I really don't know if quitting WoW is the most effective way to get me to study. Look at what I did yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up at 1 pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate my brunch or whatever from 1.30 pm to 2.30 pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played my sister's account for about 3 hours?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to eat again =X&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played literati because my sis wanted to play&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played dota because I trashed my friend in literati and he's no kick to me XD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played some nonsense games in Warcraft 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And it was 1 am =OO&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya! I played facebook with my two sisters while AFKing in AV. What I did was just sending gifts to them though... And that's the end of the day! =((&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now, I'm just blogging here and doing nothing. I can possibly throw my lappy away because of the temptation. Or rather it's too early to study? Maybe I should just study at last minute. Heh! Or... it was Saturday and it's not a day for studying? Eee... I'm so confused now. Okays, it's Sunday today and let's have some fun! =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abientot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-3236207422795176052?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/3236207422795176052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=3236207422795176052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3236207422795176052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3236207422795176052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/11/perplexity.html' title='Perplexity'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-1132661604341990642</id><published>2007-11-02T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:02:30.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salut!</title><content type='html'>Well, back to my blog! I've stopped playing WoW, isn't that amazing!? Heh! Quite happy with my results last semester and I've decided to work harder for better grades this sem! The only way to achieve that is to QUIT playing wow. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive, miraculously. I was so into it and I thought I would suffer from some side effects. BUT I only feel bored when I've nothing to do and that's all =DD Kinda miss my friends in wow cause they are a bunch of humorous people and I'll LMAO while chatting over the ventrilo. And I miss my Kalzara which I worked damn hard to gear it up! Those who don't play games might think i'm nuts. Heh. W/e it is, I'll just blog what I want to say! =PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning something NEW now! And it's French! The lecture is really fun. It's sooooo different from those typical lectures (esp conducted by Cheng MC). We are able to listen to songs and watch some funny clips. The lecturer is kinda handsome too XD And that's the only lecture that we will not think of pon-ing. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although French wasn't my first choice for CDS, I really enjoy it. Some words are really hard to pronounce and I really can't get the hang of those accents. However, I think it is possible for me to do well in it with firm determination! I've learned some French songs too! One of them is Un Ange Frappe A Ma Porte by Natasha St Pier. She is really gorgeous. Her eyes are really beautiful! Elle est belle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZZQYYQMFoF0"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZZQYYQMFoF0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is quite unique cause' it is like a Japanese song but in French. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-1132661604341990642?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/1132661604341990642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=1132661604341990642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/1132661604341990642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/1132661604341990642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/11/salut.html' title='Salut!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-4345625600184757449</id><published>2007-07-08T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T11:41:08.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some health facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was shocked when some of my friends actually believed that I smoke. Hah! Anyway, that's just a 'Bobdog' brand sweet. There's one guy even asked me if it's some fags made in Japan. I laughed my ass off when i heard that. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, smoking is bad for health and I WILL never touch that. Alright, speaking of which, I would like to share some health facts that I just got to know after reading Her World magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact One: Burning of Fats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Drink iced water as it is linked to metabolism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sleep more deeply beacuse it promotes faster metabolism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Turning on lights - the body has hundreds of biochemical and hormonal rhythms that are keyed into light and dark and a direct link to light between light exposure and the part of the brain helps control energy production&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stop STRESSING - take a deep breath and relax!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Snack before dinner (e.g Yoghurt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Fact Two: Hazards of mobile phones&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headache&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cancer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, skin damage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know what. Ringtone library can kill sperm (not that it concerns me but lighting another candle does not dim a candle) HPs have also been blamed for memory loss, dizziness, fatigue and headaches. Handphones are not the ONLY culprit of this invisible scourge. Computer screens, microwave ovens, TVs and radios spit bad vibres.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Try not to talk on handphones for too long (if yes, use a earpiece). If you really miss you boyfriend or girlfriend, message them instead or simply use landlines. Avoid using phone where th signal is weak and keep away from your head when a call is being connected.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I'm done facing the computer for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-4345625600184757449?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/4345625600184757449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=4345625600184757449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4345625600184757449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4345625600184757449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-health-facts.html' title='Some health facts'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-212842302125819871</id><published>2007-07-02T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T21:41:28.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've changed, I know...</title><content type='html'>Poly life isn't slack at all. I'm soooo STRESSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO... I've started to smoke... I feel that it's a 'sweet' thing to do. Yet, it has a sweet taste with different kinds of flavours but there's no mint flavour... Not sure of why though. Anyway, you people should try it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082592694648412466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/Roj_IIaDmTI/AAAAAAAAADU/JMwPzDtQoNg/s320/DSC00917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend recommended it. This picture is credited to Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: Smoking is BAD for health! Eating sweets is much more cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-212842302125819871?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/212842302125819871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=212842302125819871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/212842302125819871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/212842302125819871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-changed-i-know.html' title='I&apos;ve changed, I know...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/Roj_IIaDmTI/AAAAAAAAADU/JMwPzDtQoNg/s72-c/DSC00917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-6635290608753056345</id><published>2007-07-02T19:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T19:52:45.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new 'boyfriend'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yay! Finally, I've got a new 'boyfriend'! I'm so excited! =PP But I still can't use 'him' properly and always cause 'him' to wash the gutter. Hah! He's nothing else but my new bowling ball! Sometimes, being single, I will tend to think some weird things to be my 'boyfriend'. Like some people who treat cars as their partners or rather their mistress. Hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i'm going to introduce my bowling ball which costed me a bomb! Not exactly. But to a poor student who doesn't work to earn money like me, it's expensive! Of course, I'm not going to have what product descriptions of my bowling ball. But just to share my joy with you readers! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a look at it! =D I lovin' it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082566044376340754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/Rojm44aDmRI/AAAAAAAAADE/D32stU40bEo/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; with a baby pink blanket!         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-6635290608753056345?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/6635290608753056345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=6635290608753056345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/6635290608753056345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/6635290608753056345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-new-boyfriend.html' title='My new &apos;boyfriend&apos;'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/Rojm44aDmRI/AAAAAAAAADE/D32stU40bEo/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-597423494159037936</id><published>2007-06-22T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:22:10.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from SGS camp!</title><content type='html'>Came back from SGS Student Council camp 4 days ago... Although it is a bit late to blog now, I still want to SHARE my experience with you! Heh! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was 7.26am when I reached the bus stop where I supposed to meet Jieying. I was relieved that I made it on time (cause' usually I'll be late). Heh. But she was late! Anyway it's okay. (Don't worry, Jieying =D) Then we took Bus 74 to the school and it's been a long time since I last rode this bus. Heh! We chatted a lot in the bus and it was filled with our voices =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, nothing interesting happened until the ice-breaking games. The juniors were very cooperative and most of them look so tiny and cute XD One of the ice-breaking games required ALL of them to stand on the benches and to switch their positions according to their heights, birth dates and etc. I found it challenging as it depends greatly on teamwork and communication. I'm glad that they managed to work together and persevere even though they failed for quite a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A 'well done' clap for Student Council! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078904213564161202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnvkeRm5_LI/AAAAAAAAACk/JvvIe5YyD3Q/s320/camp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;After ice-breaking, we had our lunch. It wasn't really nice. (Camp food, uh... you should know) And then we were off to Kallang River for team building games and DRAGON BOATING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was stationed at one of the team building games which called 'The Survival'. The &lt;s&gt;kids&lt;/s&gt; student councilors were required to list 20 things and 2 people to bring in order to escape from a deserted island. And blah blah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's get to the exciting part! Weeeeeh! I enjoyed dragon boating the most because that was the only game I could participate in. It was SUPER fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Off we go! Me and Amaliah at the front seats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078908259423354050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnvoJxm5_MI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ogl85-ktzh0/s320/camp5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had 3 mini competitions which was about 3km long. It was exhausting to row the boat but we didn't give up. Guess what! We won all 3! Amaliah and I were yelling with joy, so did everybody sitting behind us. Heh! On the way, we saw the tourists taking the Duck Tour, we waved to them and shouted "Welcome to Singapore!" Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we reached our destination, it started to rain heavily. We were showered by the downpour and we felt so great as we were soaked with sea water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya! The instructors were tall, tanned and fit (really fit)! Their figures are really nice! =XX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha! We strolled to SHINES Adventure Centre where they got to wash up and prepared their own dinner. However, Amaliah, Jason and I left before they did their creative dinner. So ya... Missed loads of FUN! =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's about it... AND, AND and AND we took many photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junaidah, Jieying, Shafiq, ME and Amaliah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078915131371027666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnvuZxm5_NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pZ9GBbTacAQ/s320/camp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Just without that Shafiq =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078915393364032738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnvupBm5_OI/AAAAAAAAAC8/A9xI4cS8jzo/s320/camp4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay. I'm too lazy to post so many photos and too impatient to wait for the page to be loaded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I shall continue tomorrow on the campfire night...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-597423494159037936?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/597423494159037936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=597423494159037936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/597423494159037936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/597423494159037936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-from-sgs-camp.html' title='Back from SGS camp!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnvkeRm5_LI/AAAAAAAAACk/JvvIe5YyD3Q/s72-c/camp3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-3624592741180375406</id><published>2007-06-16T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T20:11:50.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class BBQ!</title><content type='html'>Mm... Just woke up not long ago. Played a game of DotA with Kahou, Jia Sheng, Chee Boon and Qun Da. And know what. Kahou wasn't using a mouse to play! Hah! I really don't know how he do that. But still didn't get owned. Not bad... Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite a fun day! Hui Ying, Elywn and Wei Kit came to my house at 2pm to bring the food over to Elwyn's house as the BBQ was held at his place. Nothing interesting happened until the BBQ started. Almost the whole class turned up except for some. It was such a pity that they couldn't make it. I ate non-stop from 6 to 9pm. Haha! Lucky I wasn't alone. Stanley came at around 8 and ate whatever there were on the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played True or Dare. But this time around, we changed it to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or Dare. Hah! So you can only choose 'dare'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First round, Sin Yan and Shah were the first two guys got forfeited. As for the girls, Yining and Jiaying (cat woman) were chosen to do the forfeit with them. Ryan suggested to pass the lychee fruit from Sinyan's mouth to Yining and same to the other two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinyan and Yining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076623117778549778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnPJ1Bm5_BI/AAAAAAAAABU/Lo--UoWJfNE/s320/BBQ11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shah and Cat woman &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076623388361489442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnPKExm5_CI/AAAAAAAAABc/Qts4JiCUneA/s320/BBQ12.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Next, Sok Fan and Faizal got forfeited. He had to lick the chilli sauce on her hand. =P Guess it's a memorable incident for him XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076625054808800306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnPLlxm5_DI/AAAAAAAAABk/P-veptURsSY/s320/BBQ13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Looks like he's enjoying. Hah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we took lots of photos too! Thanks Ily for posting them on the class forum =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076625948161997890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnPMZxm5_EI/AAAAAAAAABs/dckQwI4DZXM/s320/BBQ+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Class of P702! -Because we fly, we envy no man-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076626579522190418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnPM-hm5_FI/AAAAAAAAAB0/g-0sri9xfms/s320/BBQ8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(Gay) Shah and Elwyn (going to be like Shah soon) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076626918824606818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnPNSRm5_GI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4DoRME17vZk/s320/BBQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Preparing for BBQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076627094918265970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnPNchm5_HI/AAAAAAAAACE/2VKiAEJ8RZA/s320/BBQ5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cat woman in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076627438515649682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnPNwhm5_JI/AAAAAAAAACU/cGNimaQUOOo/s320/BBQ+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me, Ily and Asyurah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076628009746300066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnPORxm5_KI/AAAAAAAAACc/U7YxtRyLNJM/s320/BBQ4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Girls rule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the BBQ, I went home for a shower and went back to Elwyn's house again for a horror movie marathon. Although it's a 'marathon' but I fell asleep on the sofa after one movie. Haha! The next thing I heard was Irene's alarm ringing. LOL. And it was 7 am in the morning! Not too bad. I still know that my classmates are sooooo caring! For instance, Shah and Sinyan put on 'blankets' (their jackets) for me. So touched! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, came home at 9am this morning. I was super sleepy! I rushed into the bathroom once I stepped into the house then dropped like a rock to bed. I slept soundly on my comfy bed and woke up at 4pm. Although I wasted half of my day sleeping, it's still okay as I could replenish my beauty sleep. Heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HAD SO MUCH FUN! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE P702!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-3624592741180375406?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/3624592741180375406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=3624592741180375406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3624592741180375406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3624592741180375406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/06/class-bbq.html' title='Class BBQ!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RnPJ1Bm5_BI/AAAAAAAAABU/Lo--UoWJfNE/s72-c/BBQ11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-1862060770081130321</id><published>2007-06-13T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T21:12:01.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day!</title><content type='html'>It was yesterday that Elwyn and Kit told me that my bowling ball was ready for collection when they were at Tampines Safra bowling. I was damn excited and wondered if it's still in its original look. The next thing, Elwyn told me that my ball was somehow smaller than normal. I actually believed him! It wasn't true at all! Phew... Luckily it's really changed by its size all that. Heh. And thanks Kit for keeping it safe at his house =D Stupid Elwyn, make me scared only! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, I headed to the bus stop nearby my house to meet Elwyn and Sinyan. Together, we met Kit at Tampines Safra's bus stop. Guess what! We were not going to hit the mall. But to the supermarket! Shah was late for an hour... We ate our breakfast while waiting for him. I ate my favourite 'zhui kuay' and soya milk! What a wonderful breakfast. It's been bloody long time since I went to this kinda food. Hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Shah was wearing shirt and jeans to the supermarket and it's like super weird XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we headed to the Seng Siong Supermarket to buy the things that are needed for our class BBQ which is coming this Friday. It was so fun! Can't imagine that I went to the supermarket with 4 guys. Hah! We spent the whole morning in the supermarket buying chicken wings, hotdogs, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we'd gotten this kinda long receipt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075534785950645250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/Rm_r_xm5_AI/AAAAAAAAABM/QaqA53g2tt0/s320/DSC00354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, it's been a long day buying the stuffs and brining back home. For a wonder, we still enjoyed doing it! Heh! And hope that our classmates will also enjoy themselves at the BBQ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Shah, Kit, Elwyn and Sinyan! You guys rock! =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-1862060770081130321?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/1862060770081130321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=1862060770081130321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/1862060770081130321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/1862060770081130321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-day.html' title='Happy day!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/Rm_r_xm5_AI/AAAAAAAAABM/QaqA53g2tt0/s72-c/DSC00354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-3632649760075064745</id><published>2007-06-08T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T20:17:56.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeeeh!</title><content type='html'>Exams are over! Woot! Finally I can go shopping and play! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went shopping with Dhar at Bugis today! It's been a long time since we last go out together... She's a super busy girl... Always occupied with CCA and some law shit assignments... Haha. Not bad. I bought a halter from Dorothy Perkins today... It's only like 13 bucks. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked around Bugis Junction then to Raffles City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slacked at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073670482381372338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RmlMbBm5-7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/tCYoTJyT1J4/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;for almost an hour...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took a lot of photos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073673093721488338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RmlOzBm5-9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/yreoh4DC-50/s320/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ME!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073677083746106338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RmlSbRm5--I/AAAAAAAAAA8/mBYN2B1jVA8/s320/07060816351800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dhar!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okays. Gonna play DotA! SEEYA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-3632649760075064745?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/3632649760075064745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=3632649760075064745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3632649760075064745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3632649760075064745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/06/weeeeeeh.html' title='Weeeeeeh!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RmlMbBm5-7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/tCYoTJyT1J4/s72-c/DSC00318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-4692868775523729431</id><published>2007-06-05T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:25:50.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BALL!</title><content type='html'>It's a bloody bad day for me! My ball got eaten by that damn machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm not making sense here... Today I went bowling at tampines safra (as usual) and I happily threw my bowling ball for the first round and it got stucked in the rolling machine. That's not the main reason why I flared. Then I heard some funny noise made by the machine as if it was rubbing against something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YA it was! My ball got 'chewed' by that F'ing machine... There's 2 dents on my ball! I'm so SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll really make sure that they freaking fix it properly and make it back to its original size, shape and colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever go to LANE 18!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-4692868775523729431?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/4692868775523729431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=4692868775523729431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4692868775523729431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/4692868775523729431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-ball.html' title='MY BALL!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-2433950422296238177</id><published>2007-05-30T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:14:02.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><content type='html'>Weeeeh! I'm so relaxed now. Feeling so light-hearted. It feels like... releasing a 20-pound bowling ball from your hand (not that I've done it XD). I thought I could never forget him just like that. But I did it just like that! I forgot him by just reading that four words from his blog. At first, I was trying so hard to find a solution to make things better. But still, forgetting him is the best and most realistic idea. Haha. Love is really a scary thing. Taking out love from your heart is painful when it's already grown in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Once bitten, twice shy." =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-2433950422296238177?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/2433950422296238177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=2433950422296238177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/2433950422296238177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/2433950422296238177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-5107325296708493745</id><published>2007-05-25T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T23:28:39.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hacked!</title><content type='html'>Haha! Finally, I've managed to heck my account...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I've a good news! I'm in bowling squad now! Weeeeeeh! I'm so SO happy! I can play bowling for free these three years! But I've to train real hard to get into the Team Temasek Ten-pin Bowling. And yeah that's my ultimate goal. Of course, I'll never neglect my studies. Well, everything looks fine so far... However, I did a silly mistake today in my FACOM test... Till now no one gets it wrong but I'm the only dumbass that got it wrong! That's shitty... One mark just gone like that and I think that there's more to lose... =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Tuesday and Friday morning, I'll take shuttle bus to school with Dhar. Sadly, I didn't manage to talk to her in the bus because stupid bus was so damn crowded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my class is soooo bonded now! We're going to have class jersey soon! We crack jokes and do crazy stuffs like nobody's business. It's so FUN! Really enjoy going to school! AMS simply rocks! My lectures and tutors are amiable and helpful too! But I hate going to FACOM labs and CADS lectures, it's just bloody wasting of my time, man! One of them has a very strong accent of her language and I really don't know what she's talking about... She pronounces AMS as 'Amos'. I really have no idea how she pronounced it that way but ya... The worst part is her lab lesson is two hours long... This is how my class is being tortured. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... Got to do my WRTORAL assignment already. See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-5107325296708493745?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/5107325296708493745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=5107325296708493745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/5107325296708493745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/5107325296708493745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/05/hacked.html' title='Hacked!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-5829910349078978590</id><published>2007-05-02T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:27:25.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick.</title><content type='html'>Super sick today. My legs were so wobbly that I couldn't walk properly to the clinic. Still having a fever... Cough... Flu... And sore throat. It's just so irritating. I've been drinking so much water but it still doesn't help. =(( Really hope that I will recover before the Ophix's chalet and my sister's birthday! I want to go KBOX also! Ahh! Shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, it's gettting better now. Last night was a GG for me. I felt so hot that I dreamt that I was in some desert... And I couldn't sleep well and woke up almost every hour. I hate to be sick! I want to go to school! Miss a lot of lectures and tutorials today already. And the stupid engineering maths 2 is driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bad day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-5829910349078978590?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/5829910349078978590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=5829910349078978590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/5829910349078978590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/5829910349078978590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/05/sick.html' title='Sick.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-3810402190945896250</id><published>2007-04-17T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T12:36:55.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOC 07/08 Videos!</title><content type='html'>KUDOS TO OPHIX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links to FOC videos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part I - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jX3kDyRAsb8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jX3kDyRAsb8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part II - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qY3VCbwmdVU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qY3VCbwmdVU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-3810402190945896250?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/3810402190945896250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=3810402190945896250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3810402190945896250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/3810402190945896250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/04/foc-0708-videos.html' title='FOC 07/08 Videos!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-7747789000750619674</id><published>2007-04-16T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:54:42.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Weeeeh! It's been a super, duper loooong time since my last post. Haha! Back to blog because the TPSU camp was extremely FUN and MEMORABLE! I couldn't wait to blog. When I stepped into the school, there were many student leaders. They welcomed us by cheering very loudly. And Dhar and I thought the students there were crazy. Haha. We went to the counter for registration for the camp at the sports hall and checked which group we were in. Unfortunatedly, we went to different groups =((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we settled down at our own group. I didn't know anyone from my group so I stoned there while the GLs were cheering crazily. Haha. Of course I didn't like sit down there and do nothing. So, I asked those people around me to introduce themselves. They were nice people =DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright. The first day wasn't great! It rained almost the whole damn day. We cheered, cheered and cheered. That's about it. Haha. And quite of my friends thought of going home that evening. It was super boring. But we persevered until the next day as the GLs promised that it would be fun the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. They kept their promise! It was super fun! Besides cheering, water games and all that stuffs, we had mass dance and 'jam and hop'. I love it! The mass dance was like couple dance. Though I didn't know the guy that I was dancing with but I still had so much fun (because everyone was dancing with strangers too!) Haha! I like the mass dance. It's not boring at all. Quite original. Good job, GLs! Haha. Jam and hop was the BEST! The programme that I love the most! Haha. Dhar and I went insane. So did everyone. We danced non-stop for like an hour or so. Oh yeah! Dhar, I still remember what you did that night! Wahahah! I think it's better than clubbing as it's a non-smoking area. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second night, I was totally drained! After washing up, I slept straight away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third day was quite a solemn) as many GLs are going to graduate from TP and they told us about how TP changed their lives, all that stuffs... And tears were falling down from their cheeks... It was just a loong debrief for me. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterall, I had MUCH MUCH MUCH FUN! Heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OPHIX, I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054023879328154018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RiN_8N2yQaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/l-vxdEk817c/s320/ophix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks all FAs, GLs and my FRIENDS! Especially, Dhar, Su Jun, Andrew, Freeman! =PP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-7747789000750619674?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/7747789000750619674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=7747789000750619674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/7747789000750619674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/7747789000750619674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK!!!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RiN_8N2yQaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/l-vxdEk817c/s72-c/ophix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-6995471344591466192</id><published>2007-02-01T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T21:35:02.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day at work.</title><content type='html'>This is my first time working at an office! And it's also my first job! haha. This morning I took a train to Habourfront station. Guess what? When I was on board, I felt very dizzy and I almost had a blackout. I was praying hard that it musn't happen. Not at that time! I suppose that i didn't have dinner the night before which resulted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Everything was finally okay and I took a bus to P.B tower which is the building that I'll be working for a few months more. My 'boss' who is my trainer is a big guy I would say. He's very tall and horizontally inclined. hahaha. He's a middle-aged man named Sen Say Fatt. I really wanted to laugh when he told me this name. But I didn't [I'm a polite girl =)] He showed me around and to my office desk. No... The first thing he showed me was the vending machine which doesn't require me to pay. At that time, I was thinking of how my classmates tried to get packets of iced lemon tea for free. haha. Eh, it's free here! haha. I guess it's my first day so I didn't need to do many tasks. So... I ate tibits... Drank different kinds of drinks... Played pinball and Solitaire. Too bad I couldn't access to internet yet because I don't have the PIN number. But I think I'm gonna be fat. Once I'm free, I'll just eat junk food. haha. Quite tired already... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SLEEEEEPING TIME! ZZZzzzZZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya. This is my current office desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026558510919142306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RcHsVXYNS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kuOHxCU7FNA/s320/DSC00229.JPG" border="0" /&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/9289850-6995471344591466192?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/6995471344591466192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=6995471344591466192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/6995471344591466192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/6995471344591466192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-day-at-work.html' title='First day at work.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NV6zsJrXkTA/RcHsVXYNS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kuOHxCU7FNA/s72-c/DSC00229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-117021395518876536</id><published>2007-01-31T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T16:22:22.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY!</title><content type='html'>haha. I'm too lazy to blog! Somehow the wow icon on my desktop entices me to play! And I just don't get the chance to blog... I guess that I'm addicted to it already! Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's nothing special to blog about. Cause' my life is going too smoothly =X ... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. A few days ago, on the 28th January, was my cousin's wedding. She looked GLAMOUROUS! I don't know how to describe her but just imagine that a Barbie Doll is enlarged to a real human body size! Haha. I took just 2 pictures with her because she was too busy preparing for her wedding dinner. haha. The wedding ceremony was carried out smoothly without encountering any problem. Oh ya! I did contribute something in case you think that I went there to have a feast. haha. I was one of the ushers who directed the guests to their seats. But they did not need our help as the table numbers were already shown clearly on their tables. Anyway, the FOOD tasted YUMMY! Oishii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin (Grace) and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/661/1600/889798/DSC00182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/661/320/197156/DSC00182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I took quite a lot pictures with my crazy cousin. haha. Not &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; him, I think I was as crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin (XiuQuan) and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/661/1600/309476/DSC00204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/661/320/901005/DSC00204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nephew (YiQuan) and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/661/1600/800210/DSC00206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/661/320/512565/DSC00206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder sister (Christine) and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/661/1600/953835/DSC00219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/661/320/142371/DSC00219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the BEST photo of the WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/661/320/424915/DSC00163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;YiQuan is really cute in this outfit!!! But too bad, he's having chicken-pox now... Hope he's fine =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Alright. I think I should post with more pictures in future. Writing is such a bore and like likewise for readers to read chunks of texts...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Alright. All for now! haha. I got a job at UOB and it starts tomorrow! Wish me good luck! Hee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-117021395518876536?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/117021395518876536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=117021395518876536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/117021395518876536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/117021395518876536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/01/lazy.html' title='LAZY!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116962817643429953</id><published>2007-01-24T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T16:42:56.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the end.</title><content type='html'>I don't know whether it's a good decision made... Just want him to be happy. I'd enough of arguing every night on the phone, hanging it without saying a 'good' bye, spoilling his day... Maybe it's time for him to find a better girl. I really give up on relationships. To me, relationship is just two people hurting each other to love. Well, all for now. It's over. I've no mood to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember this day. 23.Jan.07, 11:53PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116962817643429953?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116962817643429953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116962817643429953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116962817643429953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116962817643429953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-end.html' title='It&apos;s the end.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116955869690331201</id><published>2007-01-23T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:24:56.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F'ed up!</title><content type='html'>I'm soooooo VEXED now! I really don't know what to do anymore... I can't control my temper at all when I think of all those things... Maybe running away from it is a good thing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116955869690331201?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116955869690331201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116955869690331201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116955869690331201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116955869690331201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/01/fed-up.html' title='F&apos;ed up!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116903881681478180</id><published>2007-01-17T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:20:39.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling trials.</title><content type='html'>I'd my bowling trials today at Tampines Safra. I played 3 games. The first one was good and I was second best in the group. But... Sadly, my scores were like shit for the following games. haha. Not too bad. I got an average of 105 points. Hee! Hope I could get into the bowling team! Oh ya! I was impressed by their scores! I was like 'wow'! haha. And the way they played was like some experts (so many styles). haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. My whole body is aching (all thanks to the PE teacher who made me run 4 rounds yesterday and another 4 rounds the day before)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116903881681478180?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116903881681478180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116903881681478180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116903881681478180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116903881681478180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/01/bowling-trials.html' title='Bowling trials.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116895391635976608</id><published>2007-01-16T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:33:51.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gang!</title><content type='html'>Haha! I'm quite ecstatic to be in TPJC actually. The group of friends I'm always with are so 'steady'! Even though we are not in the same CG, we still go to breaks together! We'd even checked which breaks we have in common. So did our OGL. Hee! Oh ya! I realised something interesting! There are 5 people in the group and guess what, the initial of our names are in alphabetical order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] a n&lt;br /&gt;[J] e r n a n&lt;br /&gt;[K] a t h l e e n&lt;br /&gt;[L] y n d o n&lt;br /&gt;[M] u s t a f a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we are fated to be good friends! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! Tomorrow there'll be bowling trials! Wish me good luck everyone! Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116895391635976608?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116895391635976608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116895391635976608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116895391635976608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116895391635976608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-gang.html' title='My Gang!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116870321229844003</id><published>2007-01-13T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:46:52.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection.</title><content type='html'>My life's like a mirror now. When I raise my right hand, it appears to be my left hand being lifted up. When I want something to happen in a certain way, it would somewhat happen otherwise. I wanted to blog something happy that happened today but I really don't know why my first few sentences sound so 'emo'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHILL, Kathleen! (don't know why I keep talking to myself recently but not in public!) Especially when I'm lying on my bed, trying to sleep at night (the worst period of the day) That's why I'm blogging now... Anyway, talking to yourselves about something positive isn't bad afterall. It's like encouraging yourselves and won't do anything foolish. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to Jieying's church at noon. After that, we went to have our lunch at Merdien Singapore. Then, went to slack around at Orchard area with Jernan and her friend, and Jieying. (Blah, blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jieying went to meet her OG mates, we went to play pool at some building (can't remember the name of the building). haha. I was on form! And I won quite a few games. Hee! It's fun to go out with her! Because I won't get bored. She and her ideas (or rather her theory) just make you ROFL! haha. She's a very cute and funny person. Quite talkative (in a good way, actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I've got to discuss the outing for next week's outing with my OG mates already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116870321229844003?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116870321229844003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116870321229844003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116870321229844003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116870321229844003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/01/reflection.html' title='Reflection.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116833705918212399</id><published>2007-01-09T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T18:15:45.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The WEIRD few.</title><content type='html'>Oh, talked to him last night. He thinks I'm a bit 'crazy'. haha. It's not that I'm really crazy or mentally unsound... Whatever. We decided to separate for 2 years and get back together after that. But we talk on the phone every night, the only difference is our status. He has become my best friend. haha. Just feeling a bit uneasy because I'm talking to a best friend who was my boyfriend. And there're some 'terms' or 'words' cannot be used in our conversation. Sometimes, I really feel like laughing. But if I were to laugh, he would probably think that I had gone insane. Okay. I'll wait for these 2 years to pass =/ It might sound a bit ridiculous. But who cares. I believe that we'll be together again. So does he. It's not that we are on bad terms. It's just that JC life would be really tough and we will not have time to maintain this relationship. Alright. I'll study hard and seize this chance to focus on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll need some time to treat him as my best friend. Hope he understands. And I believe he will. He's a nice guy! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love him very much... But this gonna be a test for us which will make our love stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"I'll be a happy girl, YEEE!" &gt;&gt; Remember this? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116833705918212399?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116833705918212399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116833705918212399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116833705918212399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116833705918212399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/01/weird-few.html' title='The WEIRD few.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116826486944241073</id><published>2007-01-08T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T22:01:09.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird.</title><content type='html'>Just feeling weird! WEIRD to the core! But I'm not going to say it to anyone. I want to YELL!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! (I can hold my breath even longer) There's so many WEIRD thoughts in my mind, WEIRD conclusions, WEIRD methods to tackle problems and WEIRD ways to ease myself. I don't know whether it's REALLY the best solution. Maybe it does appear GREAT and PERFECT on the surface but is it gonna be that GREAT and PERFECT after a long run? I don't know... I can't even understand myself now. KATHLEEN, can you just stop all these nonsense? F'ed up. Is it so F'ing difficult to be happy? Oh. I guess I need to be more mature and sensible first before I started doing anything. Well, everything is said and done, there is no turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freed it. It comes back or not, no one knows. I have no rights to say, do or change anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116826486944241073?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116826486944241073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116826486944241073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116826486944241073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116826486944241073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/01/weird.html' title='Weird.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116810318150639198</id><published>2007-01-07T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T01:06:21.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want CARS to come back to my life!</title><content type='html'>Lost track of cars because of the stupid O Levels! I'm chatting with a friend who loves cars and I am entirely amazed by this extremely amazing, powerful, beautiful, sporty-looking car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="82" alt="" src="http://mud.mm-a3.yimg.com/image/2607172835" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zazen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116810318150639198?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116810318150639198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116810318150639198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116810318150639198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116810318150639198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-want-cars-to-come-back-to-my-life.html' title='I want CARS to come back to my life!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116809760123436947</id><published>2007-01-06T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T23:33:21.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation in TPJC.</title><content type='html'>Woot. The Orientation is over! *Sigh* Even though I was MCed on the first day, I got to know many friends on the second day! haha. (like duh!) Whatever it is. The people there are so friendly and they are really nice, especially the OGLs. I gave my OGL quite a lot of trouble these few days because of my absence but he's still so patient and did not mind (I hope so...) haha. My groupmates are so funny and cooperative. I was once a student leader in my secondary school and I always had problems with students not cheering and all that stuff. But I was amazed by the 'enthu' spirit the whole school has! I had so much fun there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, after school, my groupmates and I trapped in school because of the heavy rain. Then, we sat in the canteen talking a lot of crap! We shared jokes and things about our teachers in our secondary school. I was like ROFL (not literally lah) Well, we were chatting for so long as if we were like know each other for very long time already. haha. We headed back home after the rain had stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go, go, Davy Jones!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116809760123436947?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116809760123436947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116809760123436947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116809760123436947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116809760123436947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2007/01/orientation-in-tpjc.html' title='Orientation in TPJC.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116584931781977930</id><published>2006-12-11T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:47:52.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seize the day.</title><content type='html'>Just had my nice shower and now I'll blog about the great time I spent with my dear! haha. Really love to blog about our dates. I don't know why... haha. But I'll feel quite sad when I realise that dear's going to Vietnam soon. Even though he will be away for 10 days, I just don't bear to see him leave. Mm... Moreover, Christmas Day is around the corner... Oh man, can't spend my White Christmas with him this year! Yucks! But nevermind, he's going there to celebrate Christmas with his family (he's not a Vietnamese, it's just because his dad is working there) Alright. I'll be good and wait for the next Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I accompanied dear to update his passport. He had to take a passport photo for his new passport (I stole one of the photos. Shhh... Nevermind lah dear. You still have 2 more!) We didn't know that there's so many people, man! We waited like 3 to 4 hours to get the new passport. But I still enjoy waiting with him. =P After that, we went to Cineleisure to play LAN. It's expensive... $3.50 per hour instead of $2. But the environment is really nice, much better than those normal LAN shop. But we just played WOW for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dinner time! We had our dinner at his club (again) He ate salmon bento set (again) but I ate nacho. Even it's a snack but it's still filling and the serving is like doubled (again)... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. It's time to play WOW already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116584931781977930?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116584931781977930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116584931781977930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116584931781977930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116584931781977930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/12/seize-day.html' title='Seize the day.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116550736635239842</id><published>2006-12-07T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:04:29.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th month anniversary.</title><content type='html'>Today is our 10th month anniversary. I'm kinda weird. Usually people would say 1st anniversary or so, however mine is counted in month... But who cares. Feeling great today! This morning went to dear's house (but unfortunately, it started drizzling) oh well, but it didn't affect anything. hehe. But dear was kinda lazy... He's still asleep when i reached his house! So ya. had to wake him up. or rather had to drag him out of the bed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to his club at Orchard. Oh... no. Before that we went to Vivo City. Actually we wanted to watch movie there but it would start quite late. So, we made our way to Orchard and had breakfast-cum-lunch (brunch?) at his club. I ordered fish and chips, and he ordered salmon bento set? (something like that) but i couldn't finish it as the serving was doubled of those that sold outside (so sorry that i wasted your money, boy) But it was nice =P (especially the fries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't really plan where to go the day before. So, we went back to his house again... As usual, he plays his ugly looking orc with nice and powerful gears... and i'll just fall asleep after some time. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. This morning I received a (bad?) news. It was from UOB. Actually I suppose to start working on the 11th this month but it's postponed to the 18th and ends next month. Due to the JC orientation, i can't take the job... So sad. No extra money for me. But it's good as I can slack @ home and play my WOW. Downloading WOW patch now. hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear for your love, care, concern... everything (if you're reading my blog) I really enjoy myself today! Thanks for the sweets ya! Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116550736635239842?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116550736635239842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116550736635239842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116550736635239842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116550736635239842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/12/10th-month-anniversary.html' title='10th month anniversary.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116488350119331964</id><published>2006-11-30T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T12:11:29.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back home!</title><content type='html'>Woot. Finally i'm back home. haha. It's so tiring but fun! The chalet is big which is a good thing that there's 4 bedrooms in total, and 24 of us did not have to sleep in a room. The best thing is only 4 girls went and 2 female teachers. However we didn't really sleep so it didn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't sleep on the first night but i slept for 3 hours the next morning. The guys were crazy, they went to swim in the middle of the night but it really looked fun! haha. Somehow the whole time i was looking at them playing PS2 or was playing the PS2 (but they like to give stupid comments) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only eating took place on the second day. Only CHICKEN on that day! Like chicken nuggets, chicken wrapped with seaweed, chicken wings, chicken satay and hotdogs... The guys were really great. They ate everything. (It was hell lot!) Later in the evening, more food was catered. Again, eating took place. This time, there were curry chicken, sauages, fishballs, beehoon and fried rice. The funny part was everyone was forced to eat. However, I slept quite early that night, i think i had missed a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, it was time to check out. But there were still a lot of food left. Again, we tried to eat as much as we could. The worst thing was there were only a few of us left. So, we couldn't really help. Moreover, I'm not a morning person and I don't really eat much for breakfast. After checking out, we walked to Downtown East to take bus home. haha. Connie and I were wondering why the guys are so good at finding shortcuts. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the bus stop, we bid each other farewell. At the moment, thoughts came to my mind, when will be the next time I see them again. I will definitely miss them and the fun we had. How would they be like ten years down the road? (Still as childish?) =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116488350119331964?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116488350119331964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116488350119331964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116488350119331964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116488350119331964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-home.html' title='Back home!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116462749091373345</id><published>2006-11-27T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:38:10.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies!</title><content type='html'>Wee! Finally i outta the house! There's a chalet tomorrow and I don't have to grow mushrooms at home anymore. haha. Time really flies, man! My form teacher was telling us about the chalet before our O's and tomorrow is the chalet. And, in the blink of an eye, the O's result slip will be landed on my hand! ahhh. so scary! But i think it's cool. alright. got to pack my things already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outta the house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116462749091373345?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116462749091373345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116462749091373345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116462749091373345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116462749091373345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/11/time-flies.html' title='Time flies!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116451212121699711</id><published>2006-11-26T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T11:35:21.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mushrooms started growing on my head.</title><content type='html'>Oh man! I'm going so mouldy @ home. So as my computer. Yee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder should i...&lt;br /&gt;visit places of interest in Singapore today?&lt;br /&gt;play wow the whole day?&lt;br /&gt;read the whole day?&lt;br /&gt;shop the whole day?&lt;br /&gt;burn all the textbooks away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these thoughts came to my mind when i was studying for O's but... don't know why i am not excited about it now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm... let's go fishing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116451212121699711?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116451212121699711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116451212121699711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116451212121699711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116451212121699711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/11/mushrooms-started-growing-on-my-head.html' title='Mushrooms started growing on my head.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116442753065575769</id><published>2006-11-25T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T12:05:30.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going CRAZY!</title><content type='html'>ahh... staying @ home is so damn bloody hell boring!!! Shitty! Why is everyone staying @ home! Hello, it's holiday now... Hais. i'm going outdoor-sick already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... nvm. I go play instance already. (again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116442753065575769?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116442753065575769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116442753065575769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116442753065575769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116442753065575769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-going-crazy.html' title='I&apos;m going CRAZY!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116428875697926266</id><published>2006-11-23T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:32:37.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just gaming?!</title><content type='html'>aw... today wasn't really fun. actually, dear and i decided to go out today but something bad happened. and it's cancelled! fruck! early in the morning, i went to grandma's house to visit her. she looks fine. but she fell down yesterday at home. hais. it's so dangerous for her to stay alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that. i went to my cousin's house to see him play wow. and most importantly play with my baby yiquan. haha. he's 2 years old this year. but he's really smart and obedient. and sooo CUTE! haha. i also played wow which was my cousin's turn to see me play. at around 8+, we went to play basketball. and my body is aching now! ahh... i'm getting old! lol. come to think of it, i hadn't exercise for months already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm... hais. quite sad that i haven't go out with my dear for sooo long. (except going to his house) so sad that something cropped up and i couldn't go out with him. i chose the clothes to wear already lor! hais. nvm... i wonder how long should i wait, man! hope nothing's going to happen the next time we go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time to go instance! yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116428875697926266?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116428875697926266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116428875697926266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116428875697926266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116428875697926266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-gaming.html' title='Just gaming?!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116412615459178815</id><published>2006-11-22T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:19:59.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm soooo HAPPY!</title><content type='html'>haha. it's finally over. i'd been through hell and it's time to go to heaven! haha! i'm sooo happy that i can do whatever i want. sleep whenever i want. and most importantly i can accompany my dear anytime! woohoo! haha. just unable to contain my euphoria. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;last Sunday was sooo fun! went to dear's house and played wow the whole day. then we went to eat dinner with his dad, brother and sister @ american club. after dinner, we played pool and table tennis. didn't really know that my dear can play so well lah. haha. his dad and sis also played as well. mm... really had much fun with my dear. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116412615459178815?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116412615459178815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116412615459178815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116412615459178815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116412615459178815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-soooo-happy_21.html' title='I&apos;m soooo HAPPY!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116203223779210449</id><published>2006-10-28T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T19:02:11.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revision</title><content type='html'>Studying Biology now. This is the worst day of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to finish the whole 20 chapters by today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to sleep! Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="104" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b215/EvolutionBiz/Grieving.jpg" width="106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b215/EvolutionBiz/Grieving.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116203223779210449?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116203223779210449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116203223779210449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116203223779210449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116203223779210449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/10/revision.html' title='Revision'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-116014484790006121</id><published>2006-10-06T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T20:38:24.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not walking alone.</title><content type='html'>Life is tough as the 'O' Levels Exams have already started. I'm so contented that I've someone to lean on when I'm down and encourage me when I was about to give up. Yesterday, I went to dear's house the whole day. Even though we didn't really study much, it's not a bad thing either. Finally, I had a break from studies. I played Winning Eleven 8 with dear, I was quite happy that I scored a goal! (out of 5 games -_-) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a photo for dear's acting cool. Haha. I observed it for quite some time. Actually, he's really cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Compass Point before he sent me home. Not knowing that the Pearly Bandung offers 'buy one get one free', dear bought a cup of Bandung and I ordered Pearly Soya Milk. In the end, we bought 3 drinks. I seriously think that the cashier is really dumb and did not tell us the offer. (Poor dear had to drink 2 cups.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm... Science Practical is over. I was quite happy that I got the same answer as the Subject Supervisior's anwer for Physics. However, I somehow screwed up my Biology. Ah... Whatever. Strive hard for other papers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-116014484790006121?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/116014484790006121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=116014484790006121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116014484790006121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/116014484790006121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-walking-alone.html' title='Not walking alone.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-115908232846798136</id><published>2006-09-24T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T20:45:31.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An enjoyable day.</title><content type='html'>Went to dear's house yesterday to study for Chemistry practical. Haha. Not too bad. Couldn't believe that we were ACTUALLY studying. Haha. And finally he didn't play his game when I was there. Usually, I would sit beside him and watch him play or study. I smiled when he didn't want to play. Haha. When I had dinner with his parents, I felt really uneasy. Even though this was not the first time, I'm still not used to it. Haha. I don't know what happened to him yesterday, he treated me really good (even though he treated me very well, this is even better). He sent me all the way to Sengkang without me asking him to. Haha. Then we went to Compass Point to buy some snacks to eat. After that, he sent me home. Not bad. Hee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-115908232846798136?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/115908232846798136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=115908232846798136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115908232846798136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115908232846798136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/09/enjoyable-day.html' title='An enjoyable day.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-115780149985847027</id><published>2006-09-09T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T19:31:39.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden City</title><content type='html'>Went to watch "Forbidden City" last night at The Esplanade. It was fanastic! Kit Chan is really talented and her voice is so beautiful! Even though Prelim is around the corner, my English teacher still allowed us to watch the play. Thank you, Mr Paul! Despite having headache during the play, I enjoy watching it. It was so fun to go outings with my class. However, this seems to be the last outing. After Prelims, there is no way for us to have time to go out together. But until after O levels. *Sigh* but hope i can still keep in touch with my classmates after we left the school. Alright for now, got to study already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-115780149985847027?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/115780149985847027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=115780149985847027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115780149985847027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115780149985847027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/09/forbidden-city.html' title='Forbidden City'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-115667712049947699</id><published>2006-08-27T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T19:12:00.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second last stage.</title><content type='html'>Prelims are around the corner. I've been corner'ed' by textbooks and notes. Suffocating me! My mock exams showed slight improvement in my results but I still don't think it is good enough. When I realised that I have to fasten my pace, the time is already running out. Less than a week to English Prelim and less than 2 weeks to the other subjects. I know that I should not waste my time blogging here. But I really have no choice, really want to let my frustration out! *Sigh* I will just do my best and ignore all the extras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 2...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-115667712049947699?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/115667712049947699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=115667712049947699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115667712049947699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115667712049947699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/08/second-last-stage.html' title='Second last stage.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-115512192791387160</id><published>2006-08-09T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T19:12:07.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life now.</title><content type='html'>Everytime when i flipped open my book, this question automatically appears in my head. "What would my life be after O Levels"? I'm puzzled about it as well. Practically, millions and millions of people had their O Levels before. Why should I be so tense up about it? Haha. Sometimes I really want to laugh at myself... True enough. I really really wish that O Levels will end very soon! It turns my life upside down... I'm suffering! ahhh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-115512192791387160?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/115512192791387160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=115512192791387160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115512192791387160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115512192791387160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-life-now.html' title='My life now.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-115183301279679416</id><published>2006-07-02T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T17:36:52.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a really wonderful day! I'm still thinking about yesterday's events even though it's already over. I went to East Coast Park with dear to cycle and rollerblade. Haha. It was sooo fun! Taught him how to skate. Mm... Not bad. He's really a fast learner. Picked up the skills so well within a day. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to have our breakfast at Mac Cafe. But didn't finish the fries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to cycle along the track. We sat under a shelter, watched the sea and enjoyed the breeze. It was so relaxing. Really hope that the time would not pass so fast. But always time flies when I'm with him. *Sigh* Nevermind. There's still have time! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, got his photo at last. It's so difficult to take photo with him. He just hates the camera... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus back to Sengkang and had dinner at Swensen's. Yummy, Curry Chicken Baked Rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the nearby playground to play for a while. But... *Sigh* Spoilt his bag... Accidents do happen. Didn't know why... He suppose to be sad but ended up, he's the one who consoled me. I really feel very bad. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started well but ended badly for me. However, I really enjoyed myself! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-115183301279679416?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/115183301279679416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=115183301279679416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115183301279679416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115183301279679416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-115037191840944128</id><published>2006-06-15T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T19:45:18.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>I'm soooo STRESS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-115037191840944128?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/115037191840944128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=115037191840944128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115037191840944128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/115037191840944128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-114899099383334245</id><published>2006-05-30T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T19:44:49.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother tongue =D</title><content type='html'>Phew! MT O Level Paper is just over! Really hope I can do well and meet my target. I don't want to see Chinese again! Settle once and for all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-114899099383334245?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/114899099383334245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=114899099383334245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114899099383334245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114899099383334245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/05/mother-tongue-d.html' title='Mother tongue =D'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-114829818733413004</id><published>2006-05-22T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T19:44:37.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've not failed!</title><content type='html'>"I have not failed. I've just found 99,999 ways that won't work". This quote has motivated me to carry on. I fell heavily after getting my results back. Actually, I wounded and pierced myself in the heart. I deserved it! But I will not lead my life as what it was now. I going to change my lifestyle. Filled with books. I'm not going to stab myself foolishly again. I had a chat with one of my teachers today, he recommended me ways to succeed. One of them was the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SMART&lt;/span&gt; goal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;pecific&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;easurable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ttainable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ealistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;angible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A goal is tangible when you can experience it with one of the senses, that is, taste, touch, smell, sight or hearing. When your goal is tangible, or when you tie an tangible goal to a intangible goal, you have a better chance of making it specific and measurable and thus attainable." He said. Of course, I don't understand immediately what he was talking about. In fact, this words are still spinning around my head aimlessly, but not straight in the brain. One thing I'm sure of is that tangible is the most important factor to achieve my goal.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I understand why I did not do well for my mid year, it is most probably because i did not set any targets. (A man knows not when he has succeeded or failed if he has not set a target to begin with.)&lt;br /&gt;MT O Levels Exam is around the corner. I'm targeting an A2 for it. Ya right... I gonna do it!&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all my friends as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-114829818733413004?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/114829818733413004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=114829818733413004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114829818733413004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114829818733413004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-not-failed.html' title='I&apos;ve not failed!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-114813996225523640</id><published>2006-05-20T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:52:13.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality can be simple.</title><content type='html'>Too often we under estimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. It takes small actions to make a big difference. It doesn't cost much, in other words, it's priceless. I really do cherish every little thing that people have done for me like my love ones, my friends and teachers. However, these actions must be done from the bottom of your heart. If not, people won't feel so true and it may be deceiving. Sometimes, I feel that I'm the happiest person in the world when someone cares about me and really listen to my sorrows. It is a joyful thing to 'pay forward' as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show care to your love ones before it's too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-114813996225523640?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/114813996225523640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=114813996225523640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114813996225523640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114813996225523640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/05/reality-can-be-simple.html' title='Reality can be simple.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-114787504219397662</id><published>2006-05-17T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:10:42.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are over!</title><content type='html'>I thought it would be really great once the exams are over. In fact, it's totally opposite. After the last paper, I had a conversation with my English and Chemistry teachers. I prayed to hear good news from them. However, when I walked towards my English teacher, disappointment clearly shown on his face. I knew something was wrong. Yes indeed. No good news. Quite discouraging somehow. But I hope everything will be fine for O levels.&lt;br /&gt;Got my results back today, as expected, I did badly. *Sigh* Why is my life so tough? I worked so hard and yet produced poor results. But I'm not giving up so easily. There's always a chance to succeed after failure. Since everything's over, I can't do anymore things but to wait for the next chance to come. When poor results are handed over to you, it's so painful! I wouldn't want to have this kind of feeling anymore! I had enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-114787504219397662?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/114787504219397662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=114787504219397662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114787504219397662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114787504219397662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/05/exams-are-over.html' title='Exams are over!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-114657709429876430</id><published>2006-05-02T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T21:38:15.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad!</title><content type='html'>*Sigh* I'm such a bad girlfriend. I did the wrong thing again and again. Sometimes, I really feel like bashing myself up. I'm so sorry for what I've done. But I really don't know why I repeat the same old bloody mistake. I'm so angry with myself. Why have I done that even though I know that it's wrong? He ought to be angry with me. But, of course, I really want his forgiveness and forget about what I have done. However, I musn't be so selfish, wanting him to tolerate this shit. I shouldn't have done that. But it's really useless now. Would he want to break up with me? I'm such a pain in the ass! I can't stand myself either. I hurt him too many times already. And he's so angry with me now. I really don't know what to do. I'd always wish that he could be open to me and tell me what he likes and dislikes. *Sigh* As a girlfriend, I should understand him. But not him telling me what to do (which he doesn't like to do). I can't stand myself! I love him so much but WHY should I make him angry and do this kind of BULLSHIT! I really want him to be happy with me. I really hope he can forgive me. Of course, I'll not do the same mistake again. I really love him. I can't lose him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-114657709429876430?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/114657709429876430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=114657709429876430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114657709429876430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114657709429876430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/05/sad.html' title='Sad!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-114027249556723029</id><published>2006-02-18T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T17:53:15.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've changed my life.</title><content type='html'>After a year of silence, speechless days, we are finally together. The power of confession is really great. Without a step taken to say a 'hi', we might still be 'strangers'. The days when no words were exchanged, nothing we could talk about, treating each other like a stranger were difficult to live on. Although, I lived without your presense in my life, I could feel that I'm still in love with you. Sad but true, I didn't have the courage to tell you about it. I was helpless as I thought everthing was impossible for us after that incident. All I did was to wait for you to initiate but you did it after a year later.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Don't really like to write about anymore things. I just really share our story with ourselves but not written out. *Haha*&lt;br /&gt;I just love to be with you, even though we are not doing anything. I'm just happy if you're here right by my side every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, Kathleen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-114027249556723029?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/114027249556723029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=114027249556723029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114027249556723029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/114027249556723029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/02/youve-changed-my-life.html' title='You&apos;ve changed my life.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-113887391953236348</id><published>2006-02-02T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T17:52:00.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridge Competition</title><content type='html'>I can't wait to write this post today. *Giggling* My school sent 3 teams to the bridge competition. I was selected and in a group of 4 girls. At first, I did not have any hope and confidence of winning. One of my group members and I were complaining and wanted to quit. We kept uttering nonsense, making the morale drop. *But still make it to the end ^^* As the number of days between the competition were getting closer, I stopped doing that. But that member of mine who was like me still carried on spouting nonsensical remarks. The rest of us could not stand it, we even tried to seal her mouth using the excess tapes that we used to construct the bridge. After all, she listened to us and change her mind set of losing... We faced many obstacles the week before this competition.&lt;br /&gt;During the trials, we could not complete the bridge on time despite no mistakes has being done. Of course, we did mistakes sometimes and had to do at least 2 bridges or 3 a day. Although it was said to construct a bridge using tapes, satay sticks and straws, it is not easy. The best bridge we made could only hold 3 to 4 kilograms. We had to do preferable designs which could hold as much weight as possible. All this took a lot of our time. We cracked our head and stayed back everyday until the school was closing. Fortunately, our seniors were willing to help us. They helped us to think of ideas and encourage us when we failed. They are really Good Samaritians. If you're reading my blog, I would really want to thank you for your contributions. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Days passed...&lt;br /&gt;TODAY is the 'Strongest bridge competition'. I was quite nervous and anxious so as my group members. I can say that we were not well-prepared. At the beginning, we did quite a number of faults. Thank God, we fixed it quickly and 'incredibly' we completed the bridge! I never expect that we could finish as we never did it before. I was really contented about it. I prayed very hard just before my bridge was submitted to hold the weights. Ironically, our bridge could hold as heavy as 6kg without breaking or bending. We jumped with joy and congratulated each other. The next team was totally marvellous. Their bridge could hold 10kg and broke the record which was initially 7.5kg. The other team was around 6kg as well. The greatest achievement was all 3 terms got trophies, 2 Bronze and 1 Silver. But what discouraging was that the group that holds 10kg did not get the Gold due to lack of novelty. The other school got the Gold whereby their bridge could hold only 7.5kg. -_-&lt;br /&gt;*Haha* Anyway, let the bygone be bygone. Everything was great today! Hope that there will be more achievements for the rest of this year! Keep it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-113887391953236348?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/113887391953236348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=113887391953236348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113887391953236348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113887391953236348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/02/bridge-competition.html' title='Bridge Competition'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-113843141036029199</id><published>2006-01-28T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T14:56:50.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>Yeah! It's Chinese New Year tommorrow. So I'm here to wish everyone a prosperous New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, in the evening, I had steamboat for dinner with my Church friends. We went to Marina Bay to eat. However, it was such a pity that we went to the wrong steamboat shop. There were undesirable insects like flies, cockroaches, as it was situated just beside the carpark. As the shop provided free shuttle bus from Marina Bay MRT to the steamboat shop, we decided to eat at that shop. It was my first time there as I always had my steamboat at Seoul Garden or at home. I really regretted as there were a lot of better steamboat shops along the street. I learnt my lesson and I'm not going to that shop again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had our dinner, we went to the nearby arcade to play. So coincentally, I saw my schoolmates there. Then, we play pool until 11 pm. I had a fun time with them and I enjoyed myself despite eating at the steamboat shop *Haha*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-113843141036029199?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/113843141036029199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=113843141036029199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113843141036029199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113843141036029199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-113767459856848901</id><published>2006-01-19T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T20:43:18.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress!</title><content type='html'>This is the third week in Secondary Four. Suddenly, so many things to do. There are tests every week. Sometimes, tests fall on the same day. I have to go for making bridge training everyday until 6pm! Oh gosh... I rather stay in the school than wasting my money on transportation. Argh... got to do my english homework now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-113767459856848901?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/113767459856848901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=113767459856848901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113767459856848901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113767459856848901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/01/stress.html' title='Stress!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-113680741942945511</id><published>2006-01-09T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T19:50:19.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle?</title><content type='html'>Oh... It's been a long time since my last post. Finally, after much struggles, I'm Sec 4! This will be my last year in SGS. Hope everything turns out right and I'll leave the school with laughter and joy with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;This is the second week in Sec 4, nothing is special about it as I'm still with the same classmates as last year. However, this year will be very different from the previous in terms of studying. As usual, Sec 4 is known as the 'Hell' year. Work, work and work... Mm... One more year! Just tolerate this just for a year! Be optimistic! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Talking about miracle... It does happen in life, but seldom. Last week, I left my E Maths textbook at the seat of the bus stop. How careless and clumsy was I! I just boarded the bus without bringing it along. At the point of time when I wanted to do my E Maths homework, I realised that I lost my book. From what I can recall, I suppose that I left my book at the bus stop. After a week, which is today, my friend called. She said that my book is with one of the teachers. I was so elated that my book did not fall on the wrong hands. So glad that I don't have to spend extra bucks buying a new one. *Hehe* So sad, miracle did not happen right away but it's good enough that it happened!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-113680741942945511?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/113680741942945511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=113680741942945511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113680741942945511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113680741942945511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2006/01/miracle.html' title='Miracle?'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-113343924415951143</id><published>2005-12-01T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T20:17:15.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frightening incident</title><content type='html'>Today, I went to meet my sister after her exam. On my way, out of a sudden, i couldn't see anything and the vision was blur, and had blackout. I was standing in front of the LRT train's door. I had a hard time making my way in and getting a seat. Fortunately, it wasn't crowded.&lt;br /&gt;That was just the beginning. (But I already knew that I would experience it another time) Once I got off my seat, my vision became blurrish again. I really didn't know what to do at that time, as I can't see like a blind mouse. My legs felt wobbly. The worst thing was no one was with me or there to help me. But i could make my way down to the MRT platform. *Haha.. Not bad lor* A lady sat beside me and realised that I had problems. Maybe due to short of glucose, I had those undesirable blackouts. She gave me a packet of sweets. That really helped! *Haha* I thanked her. I'm so happy I could really recover from the temporary loss of vision. It's really frightening if you were to be blind. (even for seconds) I wasn't really panic that time coz i had that once before.&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt the consequences for not eating breakfast. = P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-113343924415951143?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/113343924415951143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=113343924415951143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113343924415951143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113343924415951143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/12/frightening-incident_01.html' title='Frightening incident'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-113256210476304536</id><published>2005-11-22T06:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T16:35:04.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Game</title><content type='html'>Went to World Cyber Game exhibition at Suntec City yesterday with my friends.. Saw a lot of 'pros' in Warcraft, Counter-Strike, Starcraft and many other games.. It was worth going and it's free.. *Haha* Hang around there for a few hours.. But so sad that it was the last day.. I should have gone from the first day &gt;_&lt;.. *Haha* Anyway it wasn't bad afterall.. I could play free LAN  games there.. *Haha* There were some interesting graffiti paintings by youngsters too.. Worth going..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-113256210476304536?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/113256210476304536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=113256210476304536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113256210476304536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113256210476304536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/11/online-game_21.html' title='Online Game'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-113057797239301982</id><published>2005-10-29T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T17:26:12.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy VII</title><content type='html'>Just watched Final Fantasy Advent Children Anime... It was damn nice! The graphic was so great that the characters in it are so real... Like new actors and actresses. *Haha* It was really fanastic and it is a Must Watch Anime! It will be a great pity if you didn't get a chance to watch this anime! I'll rate this anime 4.5 out of 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 2 of the main characters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cloud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b215/EvolutionBiz/Cloud-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tifa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="251" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b215/EvolutionBiz/Tifa-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-113057797239301982?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/113057797239301982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=113057797239301982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113057797239301982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113057797239301982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/10/final-fantasy-vii_29.html' title='Final Fantasy VII'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-113023613006885922</id><published>2005-10-25T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T18:28:50.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to Malaysia</title><content type='html'>*Haha* Just back home from Johor Bahru. The weather was good but it had quite a heavy downpour for a while. I went there with my family to shop at the Holiday Inn shopping centre. I just bought 2 customized polo tee. It's fun to design your own shirts. Each polo tee is not very expensive and your can put as many pictures as you want. It takes just 15 minutes to make a shirt for yourself. *Haha* Nothing much happened today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-113023613006885922?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/113023613006885922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=113023613006885922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113023613006885922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113023613006885922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/10/trip-to-malaysia.html' title='A trip to Malaysia'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-113007617855599110</id><published>2005-10-23T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:02:58.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bithday cakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/661/1600/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/661/320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/661/1600/Image0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/661/320/Image0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice Birthday Cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-113007617855599110?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/113007617855599110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=113007617855599110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113007617855599110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/113007617855599110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/10/bithday-cakes.html' title='Bithday cakes'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112988225752231168</id><published>2005-10-22T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T21:21:31.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legs are breaking!</title><content type='html'>Wow! What a day! Today is my first time WALKING home (Sengkang) from school (Serangoon). It was really wonderful and fun! Despite the fatigue, I enjoyed doing that. Of course, I'm not so 'bo liao' to do that alone, my friend also submitted to my idiotic idea and accompanied me *Haha*. This wasn't his first time doing that. In fact, he did that for a number of times with his friends. It was really tough to walk this kind of 'unearthly' distance. I never expect I would really walked to Seng Kang but to Hougang and take a bus home. But I persevered *Haha*. Sad but true, my legs are going to break. I really salute to my grandparents who used to walk to and back from school. From what my parents said, they walked a longer distance than I do. *Haha* Although I'm impressed by them, I suppose this would be the first and the last time doing that. = P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112988225752231168?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112988225752231168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112988225752231168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112988225752231168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112988225752231168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/10/legs-are-breaking.html' title='Legs are breaking!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112964548677453668</id><published>2005-10-19T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:24:46.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiest day!</title><content type='html'>Today probably is my happiest day this year. A lot of pleasant things happened today!&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, this morning in school, I got my results back. Although they are not really satisfying results but I still PASS! *Haha* Most importantly, I passed my English Paper. When my English teacher gave me my paper, his face showed some doubts. Beads of cold sweats appeared on my forehead as I was receiving the paper from him. In conclusion, I passed!&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I bought a new CPU today. Although it's not really super good but at least it meets my demands. Everything just went smoothly without worries today *except bargaining to get discounts for my CPU*.&lt;br /&gt;Alright... Time to go and play my games now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112964548677453668?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112964548677453668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112964548677453668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112964548677453668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112964548677453668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/10/happiest-day.html' title='Happiest day!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112946002930951621</id><published>2005-10-17T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T18:31:58.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After exams</title><content type='html'>It's dead boring after examinations! Before the exams, I wrote down a list of things that I wanted to do after the exams. But I lost the paper and, now, I don't know what I can do. Moreover, it's raining heavily. Somehow nowhere to go... Chatting with my friends through MSN messenger, it's like very silent... *Two of them are chatting and the rest are either busy or away.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded dotA in my sis's com two days ago. Just yesterday when I was out, she DELETED it! She said that it has taken up a lot of space and make her com laggy. I've nothing to say as it has already being DELETED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends said that someone in my class is studying. I was shocked! Can't they just relax themselves? Really don't know what's in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So elated that my parents allowed me to buy a new cpu. Gotta buy that tomorrow before they see my results... *Hahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never expect that I'll blog after exams... Hmmm... But I am now. Maybe it has become one of my habits now... *Hehe*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112946002930951621?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112946002930951621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112946002930951621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112946002930951621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112946002930951621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/10/after-exams.html' title='After exams'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112926900326215033</id><published>2005-10-15T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T13:50:03.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are over</title><content type='html'>Finally, exams are over. Still, i have no confidence in getting good marks or even a pass. Just really hope everything will be fine. Everytime after a paper, there will be a discussion with my friends about the answers (even though it's over). But most of the time i was the one who got different answers from them. However, it doesn't matter now. Waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112926900326215033?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112926900326215033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112926900326215033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112926900326215033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112926900326215033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/10/exams-are-over.html' title='Exams are over'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112858566101984080</id><published>2005-10-07T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T18:56:21.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Examination</title><content type='html'>I've taken my English exam today. I did my best shot, but I think I missed... I don't have any confidence in passing. 'No point crying over a spilt milk' *Just to console myself* I will look forward to the upcoming exams and do my best shots! God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112858566101984080?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112858566101984080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112858566101984080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112858566101984080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112858566101984080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/10/english-examination.html' title='English Examination'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112782547162820386</id><published>2005-09-28T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T20:53:19.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English</title><content type='html'>Realised... I've changed quite a lot these few days. I've started asking a lot of things in school. Besides getting my facts right, I realise something that overwhelms me. My classmates are really good helpers as I didn't know that in the past. Three days ago (if I'm not wrong), I messaged some of my classmates to comment on my compositions. Instead of receiving short and simple comments, I received more than what I had expected. I was moved and elated about how they had helped and this really encourages me to strive in my studies. I don't know how to show my appreciation in other ways except by saying a big THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;There's about one week before exams, I will really put in a lot of effort and pass them with flying colours *Hope so...*&lt;br /&gt;Wishing GOOD LUCK to everyone! Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112782547162820386?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112782547162820386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112782547162820386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112782547162820386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112782547162820386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/09/english.html' title='English'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112739306059815265</id><published>2005-09-23T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T20:46:19.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failing English test</title><content type='html'>I failed very badly for my English Common Test. I've no comments about it, the only thing I can do is to try very hard to improve my grades. I've spent much time reading newspapers and National Geographic magazines but not storybooks, as they don't seem interesting to me. Oh, got to study for my Social Studies Test tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Really hope that what I've done would help to pull up my grades!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112739306059815265?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112739306059815265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112739306059815265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112739306059815265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112739306059815265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/09/failing-english-test.html' title='Failing English test'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112628602100498176</id><published>2005-09-10T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T01:13:41.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday is ending soon</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... Holiday is going to end soon. I couldn't keep late nights anymore! So sad... I feel that I could concentrate better at night than in the day. At night, I can absorb anything I study. However, in the day, I become restless and tired. Kinda weird... How am I going to study late at night while I have to go to school early in the morning? That's impossible... How to keep a ideal timetable with perfect schedules between 10pm to 2am and wake up at 5.30 in the morning? That's ridiculous...&lt;br /&gt;I think I have change my habit of studying at night. Taking sleeping pills? No no! But if i were to sleep early, I will be tossing here and there on my bed... What tough life I have! *Sob*&lt;br /&gt;Oh... Staring at the computer screen too long. My eves are going to pop out. I shall stop here then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112628602100498176?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112628602100498176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112628602100498176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112628602100498176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112628602100498176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/09/holiday-is-ending-soon.html' title='Holiday is ending soon'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112619909167453930</id><published>2005-09-09T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T01:11:43.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying up late nights</title><content type='html'>Oh... I can't fall asleep. I drank too much coffee, I suppose. I'm chatting with 4 people in msn now but one of them never reply me. I think he's playing game or what. Another friend is kinda depressed, feels lonely and empty. Trying to console him to make him feel better. It's midnight now, a storyteller is telling me all sorts of ghost stories. So thrilling man! It's making me more energetic, I think I shall stay up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Crickets are chirping in unvarying tone. I'm staying at 13th storey, yet I can hear so clearly. It's so unpleasant and noisy. I'm wondering why these crickets chirp non-stop, especially tonight. Or I'm just too vigilant now and aware of everything that is around me.&lt;br /&gt;The storyteller is telling me about religions... All sorts of religions that exist in this world. *Sigh* Don't really know what to talk about now... The crickets are still chriping, may i just treat it as a lullaby... Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112619909167453930?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112619909167453930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112619909167453930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112619909167453930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112619909167453930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/09/staying-up-late-nights.html' title='Staying up late nights'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112606529329370256</id><published>2005-09-07T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T23:47:19.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to be the end of the year</title><content type='html'>Time flies with an irreparable speed... I just can't catch up with it. Everything passes by so hastily. I can't even have a good look at it. So quickly, examinations are around the corner. But i never sense of any urgency. Am I sleeping? I don't have the mood to sit at my desk and study. Even if I did, it just lasted for a few minutes. How am I going to pass for my year-end? Can't possible to ask help from anyone if I don't put in much effort. "Study hard" Of course I know that. But I just can't get myself to sit down and study. I will be easily distracted. Just couldn't get the mood to study. God, please help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112606529329370256?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112606529329370256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112606529329370256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112606529329370256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112606529329370256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/09/going-to-be-end-of-year.html' title='Going to be the end of the year'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112531835771042164</id><published>2005-08-30T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T20:25:58.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral &gt;_&lt;||</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh... What a dreadful day I had! Early in the morning, I had to run all the way to the bus-stop as I didn't want to miss my 88 bus. If not, I'll have to wait for the next bus which would come about 20 minutes later. Everything was fine in school. But things changed when I got back my Chemistry test. I failed by 1 mark! I was eagerly finding for that particular 1 mark but i failed. So sad! *Sigh* Got to do better for my next test...&lt;br /&gt;After school, I got an Oral Examination. I was very nervous even though the invigilator was my English teacher. I fumbled on words while reading and talked abnormally for conversation. Worst still, I didn't know what I was talking about. I just threw everything out that came to my mind. Hmmm.. Seems like everything doesn't go smoothly now. Hope things will be better for me after all the misfortunes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112531835771042164?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112531835771042164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112531835771042164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112531835771042164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112531835771042164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/08/oral.html' title='Oral &gt;_&lt;||'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112497072632053275</id><published>2005-08-26T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T19:56:16.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resumed</title><content type='html'>It has been such a long time since the last update.. Finished putting up new pictures for my blog and resume blogging! Mmm.. don't really know what to write also.. Oh ya.. Something unusual happened todae when i was taking the bus.. There's a girl from Nan Chiau Sec standing beside me in the 88 bus.. I noticed that she kept looking at my Bio book which i held on my hand.. I didn't really give a damn about her and carried on watching the tv mobile programme..&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, she tapped my shoulder.. I looked at her with confusion.. Guess what.. She wanted to borrow my Bio book and read (she didn't want to waste time watching tv) *that's what she told me* Of course, i lend it to her.. While she was reading, i reflected to myself.. I realised.. I wasted too much of the precious time.. I asked myself.. Why can't I just read my Bio book instead of watching the programmes *to be precise, they were just ADVERTISEMENTS that went repeatedly after another* Maybe she's eager about her Os and I think I'll do what she did when I'm Sec4.. But it will be beneficial for me to start now..&lt;br /&gt;I told myself.. I'll not waste anymore time watching advertisements (programmes that attract me the most) and doing lame things.. Hope I can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112497072632053275?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112497072632053275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112497072632053275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112497072632053275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112497072632053275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/08/resumed.html' title='Resumed'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112091431869861142</id><published>2005-07-10T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T21:05:18.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>Oh my.. My car pictures are all gone.. cant be seen.. except for the honda integra.. what should i do, man... *sigh* spent so much time on my blog.. end up becomes so messy.. lazy to make again sia.. *sigh* anyone who can solve this prob.. plz.. help me.. thx~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112091431869861142?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/112091431869861142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=112091431869861142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112091431869861142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/112091431869861142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/07/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15287165207740594945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-112022934438671983</id><published>2005-07-02T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T22:49:04.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noticeboard</title><content type='html'>mmmm.. starting of the dae wasn't a satisfying 1.. hehe.. coz very sianz lo.. during the morning assembly i had to take charge of so many classes sia.. from 1 class became 4 classes.. donno wat the hell it became liddat.. worst still.. call them to stand up, as if will want their lives sia.. don't know y my school pupils like to do the opposite things.. call them to stand up, they remained sitted.. but looks funny la.. donno y.. then during lesson oso not bad la.. can change seat and sit with my good fren.. after sch is better.. had a damn huge bowl of hor fun for my lunch.. the mee like don nid money liddat.. the 'auntie' gave me so much sia.. see already wan to puke.. ate half of the bowl den don't 1 already.. den jun and me went to decorate the council notice board.. mmm.. tink alot of funny ideas lo.. didn't expect it will turn out quite well lo.. kanna praised by my boss sia.. so happy.. lol.. mmm.. went back home abt 5+ and had dinner with jie ying.. then chat alot of craps lo.. and reached home abt 7+.. mmm.. got to play games liao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-112022934438671983?l=kalzara.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-9289850.post-111940337204577042</id><published>2005-06-23T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T09:22:52.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haiz.. in the com lab now.. sianz.. nothing to do sia.. early in the morning wake up and do nothing.. donno wat the hell this penguin 1.. asked us to go back to sch during the last few daes of holidae.. wanna enjoy oso cant.. haiz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-111940337204577042?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/111940337204577042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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feeling weird this week especially.. donno wat i m tinking abt.. till now.. this sec.. this moment.. all rubbish juz stucked into my head.. kinda miserable.. couldn't concentrate of wat im doing.. even though there's a way for me to dump all this rubbish away, but i anticipated that it will rot and return all into my head again.. haiz.. donno wat the heck i'm talking abt.. even words that came out of my month are craps.. sometimes even delicious food didn't prompt me to consume.. wat's happening to me? im not a person who will face this kinda stupid problem.. wish that i can be myself back.. juz heck care of all the useless things.. wat the shit im tinking~!! &gt; &lt; im such a dumb ass!!&lt;br /&gt;                  bloody idiot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should wake myself up as soon as possible~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-111936880570861419?l=kalzara.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-9289850.post-111915652343229460</id><published>2005-06-19T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T12:49:08.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun daeZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lol.. i was so happy yesterday.. going to sentosa yesterday.. with my fren.. and i got to noe many new frens.. went to palawan beach to swim.. the weather is good for sun tanning but i m not tanned at all.. so sianz.. but my frens that i know yesterdae were so humorous.. joke all the time.. but got home at 11+.. so tired sia.. hehe.. but luckily they made my holidae a better 1.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-111915652343229460?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9289850.post-111889361070493266</id><published>2005-06-14T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T11:46:50.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family ProbZ</title><content type='html'>haiz.. it is late now.. but my two sisters were having a heated argument in the living room, not long ago.. haiz.. i have no choice but to sit on the sofa and watched quietly.. i really wanted to help.. but in order not to create anymore trouble, i don't know how.. saying "please don't fight.." will not help.. i wouldn't want to side anyone or be involved in the argument.. how should i help? let them argue again and again.. on and on~ haiz.. what can i do to close their bonds? mmm.. maybe my age gap is too big to have an argument with them.. however, being the youngest seems to be the eldest now.. lolz.. trying to solve the problem between two little gals.. = X oops.. hehe.. juz really hope anyone that knows a way out would give me some advices.. thx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9289850-111889361070493266?l=kalzara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/feeds/111889361070493266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9289850&amp;postID=111889361070493266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/111889361070493266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9289850/posts/default/111889361070493266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalzara.blogspot.com/2005/06/family-probz.html' title='Family 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