<?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-6934465166052027977</id><updated>2011-07-31T07:37:49.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scientia est Vox</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>222</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-7473536338204444650</id><published>2010-10-04T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:58:30.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well! It's been 2 months hasn't it? Time really flies in the army. Made a lot of life changing decisions during the past couple of months; I nearly signed on a 4 year contract under Military Intelligence but I decided to try my luck with foreign universities first. Goddamn it...where's Lydia when I need her? Anyway, I graduated from BMT on the 2nd of October and it was great!! First batch of recruits to perform a parade on the floating platform. And to make things even better for me, I suspect I've been posted to OCS. I'll know for sure on Friday so wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been so long. Why is it you still haunt me sometimes? Please stop it. I want to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-7473536338204444650?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7473536338204444650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=7473536338204444650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7473536338204444650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7473536338204444650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/well-its-been-2-months-hasnt-it-time.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-7588230299360215407</id><published>2010-07-31T06:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T06:50:51.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've updated any really good posts. Should I continue? &lt;br /&gt;When the weekend arrives I get tired and there's really nothing much to share with people, since its practically all restricted army stuff. Either way, there are some memories in here which I don't think I can handle very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-7588230299360215407?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7588230299360215407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=7588230299360215407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7588230299360215407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7588230299360215407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-been-while-since-ive-updated-any.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-7609393524223189496</id><published>2010-07-11T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T01:08:11.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NS is really keeping me busy and on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I lie in my bed at night, both in camp and at home, I get a little lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-7609393524223189496?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7609393524223189496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=7609393524223189496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7609393524223189496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7609393524223189496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/ns-is-really-keeping-me-busy-and-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1318738618794477243</id><published>2010-06-20T08:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T08:54:17.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm back, and I'll be gone again for another 5.5 days. Packing my field pack now to get ready to book in later. Can't really say much about Tekong life other than its pretty good (surprisingly). I wish I could share with you guys about what goes on in there, but that would mean serious consequences on my side. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to use my iPhone for a couple of days though...and hung out with Hazzy for a while. It can get really lonely there in camp especially when you're stuck with 14 other sexually deprived guys. But fear not, gay I shall not become, as I have armed myself for the return visit with my trusty Zen and a brand new pair of X-Mini Max II speakers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be doing my very best to aim for an IPPT pass by the end of the month because there's a huge incentive for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train hard and don't leave your fellow men behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1318738618794477243?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1318738618794477243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1318738618794477243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1318738618794477243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1318738618794477243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-im-back-and-ill-be-gone-again-for.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4164847338361066048</id><published>2010-06-04T12:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T13:20:23.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To whom it may concern (those who are bothered to read my blog):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now I have 17 hours left before I have to report to Changi Ferry Terminal. I'm a little nervous/excited yet disappointed that my freedom is coming to an end. For the next 5 months anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes so quickly doesn't it? It just seemed like yesterday when I was in Secondary school with my buddies discussing NS. O and N levels are so far behind me now. I feel old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what's in store for me so I've decided to try my best to remember the important details and blog about the first two weeks there for the benefit of other guys waiting for NS too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't short. Life is restricted and difficult and that's why it seems short. Choices are always limited and the many consequences behind them always puts us off from making a choice; instead we procrastinate and hope someone else carries the burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us including myself often think of 'what if' situations. What if I didn't do that? What if I had saved the money? What if I studied harder? This eventually leads to us fantasizing about time travel and going back into the past and undoing what we did wrong or making the correct decisions. Trust me, I've had my fair share of time travel fantasies but everytime I'm done fantasizing, I tell myself that if time could be reversed and altered, I would never experience regret and life lessons. Of course, if everyone could live in a world where regret and wrong decisions could be eliminated, that would be fabulous. But the key to this is feeling that pain in our minds and our hearts - that is what makes us human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soul to any physical body is not a ghost or spirit - not in my opinion anyway. I don't believe in going to heaven (because honestly, who in the world is eligible for heaven? I'm betting that even Mother Theresa and the Popes of the Vatican have committed sins before no matter how trivial. ) and I don't believe in going to hell and being damned for all eternity. Hell would be pretty packed and over populated seeing that Earth is pretty old as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in reincarnation because of two things: Firstly, who/what chooses what you're going to be in the next life? A dog? Moth? Fish? Human again? Who decides that? Who has the right to have such power? Secondly, to be reincarnated you have to believe that the soul is a physical entity that can possess other physical bodies in another life. Sort of like a driver buying a new car and driving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the soul is what makes a person unique. I believe that soul comprises mostly of the heart of the person - and I don't mean the actual beating heart. But deep down within an individual of which defines the person. How a person laughs or what he laughs at. The split second decision to save or not to save a person about to be run over on the road. The amount of good and evil within him. How far he's willing to go to be generous and help others. You might notice that I'm using alot of "good and evil" and "kind and selfish" examples here but this extends way further than this spectrum of measuring the soul. Even things like how someone can be annoyed easily while others are not is part of the soul. It's not wrong to have "bad" soul and you don't score points for having a "good" soul. You are just what you are. This is why you're unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a person dies, he/she dies. Period. The body decays and you no longer exist and you're now some biowaste mixed with the earth. Dead people do not come back to life and souls die with the body, because the soul cannot live without the body and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you are probably either really bored right now or you're even more confused. Let me put it this way shall I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with birth. You were born a certain number of years ago. When you were born, your soul was a shapeless form (for those of you that require a visual aid ). It had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; shape because you inherited some things from your parents/grandparents/ancenstors. You cannot deny this fact. I'm sure many of you have encountered people who have behavioural traits which have been passed down from generation to generation. It can't be helped, it's genetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as you grow older, you encounter friends, situations in life and make difficult desicions. Your friends influence you and your soul becomes a little more defined. You go through situations in life; perhaps you were threatened with severe violence when you were young or treated with love and respect. Depending on what it is, your soul is defined further. Maybe you don't trust people with shifty looking faces or you tend to trust and be overly faithful to everyone. This goes on and on and on until you reach adulthood where your soul is pretty much solid now. It isn't unchangeable but it would take a great deal of persuasion or a catastrophic event in your life to change the soul again. You might call it metal now where you have to really melt it at high temperatures to change the shape whereas when you were younger, your soul was more like plasticine which was much easier to mould.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up, the soul is a mixture of personality and genetics. But to get to the very root of it, deep down within that mysterious void, we need keep very quiet and listen from within. The soul speaks through the heart and many a time we refuse to listen to it because logic opposses it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listen to your heart because your soul is trying to talk to you. Be quiet for a while and listen carefully. Your soul will always be the only raw, stripped, uncorrupted entity in your life and only you are able to intepret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-4164847338361066048?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4164847338361066048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=4164847338361066048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4164847338361066048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4164847338361066048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-whom-it-may-concern-those-who-are.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-3406101249126762254</id><published>2010-05-18T06:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T07:03:42.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Every night I remember that evening&lt;br /&gt;The way you looked when you said you were leaving&lt;br /&gt;The way you cried as you turned to walk away&lt;br /&gt;The cruel words and the false accusations&lt;br /&gt;The mean looks and the same old frustrations&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that wed throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;But we threw it all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im a little bit lost without you&lt;br /&gt;And Im a bloody big mess inside&lt;br /&gt;And Im a little bit lost without you&lt;br /&gt;This aint a love song this is goodbye (ooh)&lt;br /&gt;This aint a love song this is goodbye (ooh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been lost, I've been out, Ive been losing&lt;br /&gt;Ive been tired, Im all hurt and confusion&lt;br /&gt;Ive been mad, Im the kind of man that Im not&lt;br /&gt;Im going down, Ill be coming back fighting&lt;br /&gt;I may be scared and a little bit frightened&lt;br /&gt;But Ill be back, Ill be coming back to life&lt;br /&gt;Ill be coming back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im a little bit lost without you&lt;br /&gt;And Im a bloody big mess inside&lt;br /&gt;And Im a little bit lost without you&lt;br /&gt;This aint a love song this is goodbye (oooh)&lt;br /&gt;This aint a love song this is goodbye (ooh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo&lt;br /&gt;And you can try (you can try)&lt;br /&gt;And you can try but youll never keep me down&lt;br /&gt;And you can try (you can try)&lt;br /&gt;And you can try but youll never keep me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be lost, I won't be down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im a little bit lost without you&lt;br /&gt;And Im a bloody big mess inside&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a little bit lost without you&lt;br /&gt;This aint a love song this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its alright (Its alright) cause you can try but youll never keep me down&lt;br /&gt;Its alright (Its alright) I may be lost but youll never keep me down&lt;br /&gt;You can try (you can try) you can try but youll never keep me down&lt;br /&gt;You can try (you can try) I know im lost but Im waiting to be found&lt;br /&gt;Youll never keep me down&lt;br /&gt;Youll never keep me down&lt;br /&gt;Never keep me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am dead on the inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-3406101249126762254?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3406101249126762254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=3406101249126762254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3406101249126762254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3406101249126762254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/every-night-i-remember-that-evening-way.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-6428935484581864592</id><published>2010-04-11T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:47:23.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's 2010 this year and I'm going to do a top ten list of songs that have impacted me during the past ten years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In The End - Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first song that I got really hooked onto and the very first band which I became a fan of. Back then I was young and gullible and all I wanted was to be cool. The in-thing during those days were 3/4 bermudas and large shirts with loud prints. Skateboards were hot and so was being a gamer. Okay, I'm going off topic. I first heard this song because this friend of mine Samuel bought me the album Hybrid Theory. I loved their songs so much that I carried a discman everywhere I went with the CD in it, just blasting away the tracks. I memorised the lyrics to every song within a couple of weeks and I was just so hyped about In The End. This was probably my first big step into music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Complicated - Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, I know this isn't a fantastic song, but it was because of Sk8ter Boi that made me look towards this hot chick. I bugged my mum to buy me the album when she went to Hong Kong for her yearly shopping spree and when I got it, I realised that the album pretty much sucked execpt for a couple of songs. But this opened my eyes a little bit wider and I learnt that being a famous singer for a popular song doesn't mean you can produce a good album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Remedy (I Won't Worry) - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Where do I start for 2003? I mean that particular year was when hip hop, rap, and alternative started to come flooding in from the US. There were so many addictive songs such as Get Busy, Bring Me To Life, P.I.M.P, Cry Me A River, Here Without You. Look at the range of music that hit the billboards! Alternative rock, rap, bling-bling music, there were so many songs that year which made me so confused. Happily confused that is. I enjoyed all those songs but I couldn't really put my finger on a particular genre which I really loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now you're wondering: Why The Remedy then? A simple answer to a simple question: Because I made my friend Lydia bring me along to Jason Mraz's first concert in Singapore. It was my first concert ever too actually. And the best part was, I had a meet and greet with him (shook his hands) and sat through the entire set without knowing who he was, or ever heard of any of his songs. And when I sat in my seat and he came on with just a guitar and a black guy with a drum, I was thinking: "That's it? What's the big deal with guy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out soon enough. He started singing and I thought "Wow. This guy is good! His voice is amazing for a male and he sounds incredible for a live performance!" From that day on, I never looked at music and live performances ever again. Jason Mraz is one of the all time singing geniuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Larger Than Life - Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I know! It's so cliche and this song had been out for at least 10 years before I first listened to it properly. But you gotta admit, it's the gateway to all love songs. Backstreet Boys were just phenomenal. Hit after hit after hit. Classic love songs, great lyrics, great tempo. The one and only original true blue boy band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Superman - Five For Fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to now, I have never been more impacted by any song than this one. If I could relate to If I Ain't Got You, then I could tell the story of my life with this song. It was as if the lyrics were written about my hardships and everything that I feel whenever I'm down or under alot of pressure. This is one song that will be carried along with me for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing - Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard it while watching Armaggedon (duh). And that scene with Bruce Willis having his last words with his wife and daughter and the song playing in the background? That was..the least to say, moving. For some reason, I could hear the lyrics clearly amongst the exploding and stuff (Aerosmith probably enunciated very clearly while recording) and I had tears rolling down my face during that scene. This song will always be in my top ten love songs list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sexyback - Justin Timberlake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world of dance, club, techno. This song gave me a rolling start into those scenes and I remember it was the coolest song in 2006 because me and Hazzy were dancing to it all the time. I put a bunch of songs together for Prom Night and when this song came on, everybody was grooving to it. Well not exactly dancing (the dance floor was pathetically empty) but everyone was enjoying it. Fantastic make over from Mr Timberlake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakaway - Kelly Clarksons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true inspiration to the whole world no? From a nobody to an American Idol. From an American Idol to an international pop singer. Don't forget to mention the fact that she is still the most successful Idol to date. Where are the rest? Rubber Studdy? Fat Lip Fantasia? Taylor Hicky? Nobody's heard from them in a long while. Sure, Carrie Underwood has been successful but that can only be said to be true within the Country genre. David Cook had a couple of hits and so did Jordin Sparks but nothing that had the "WOW" factor like Clarkson does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last Resort - Papa Roach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, this song/band was my gateway to the hard rock genre. I started listening to them roughly around the same time I got hooked onto Linkin Park. And it was a good album. Almost all the songs were brilliant with excellent tempo and beat. Granted, some of the songs had meaningless lyrics, but it was the voice and drums and guitars that made it great when it's all put together. They're the kind of songs that keep you going when you're on a mission. I remember cycling to Balmoral Plaza near Newton for my weekly tuition and whenever they started playing on my old Creative Zen, I would get all pumped up and start racing cars downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff. Unfortunately, the rest of their albums suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beat It - Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who doesn't know who MJ is should just eat their own shoe and choke to death on it. Even native Africans know who he is even if they don't know his name. To them he's just the skinny black/white dude who grabs his crotch and dances really well. Alot of people have critisised him for copying dance moves such as the Moonwalk. One of his ex backup dancers claimed that he came up with that move and MJ took over it and made his own. Plenty of dance critiques (like Kiff Chua) scoff at him saying that his dancing is plain average. Any Tom, Dick or Harry could pull of moves like that. But the thing is, can anyone do it like MJ does? If Tom, Dick and Harry performed the exact same moves and sang the same songs on stage, would anyone bother turning up to watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is this: Although MJ might not be as "original" as we would all think him to be, he was one of the first to incorporate dance moves with singing. When I say dance moves, I mean real dance moves. Not some jumping and flapping of arms like Britney Spears. His songs, his dance moves. And all those songs and dance moves would still mean nothing without his charisma. That MJ charisma that only he could conjour up. Have you seen his concerts? I've never been to any of his concerts (obviously) but I watched his 1992 Dangerous world tour concert in Bucharest when it was showing on MSN Videos. Simply put, it my made the little hairs on my back and arms stand. Not because it was freaky, but because I was in total awe. The whole set was rigged with performances, dancing, theatrics, visual effects and of course his charisma. Smooth Crimminal? Smooth dance moves. Beat It? How cool is it to have a rock and roll girl lead guitarist take the centre stage in front of MJ, wearing this outrageous hairpiece with lasers shooting out of her, and blasting the whole arena with the guitar solo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, if you know of anyone who can conjure up a concert like Michael Jackson, please do inform this ignoramus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-6428935484581864592?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6428935484581864592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=6428935484581864592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6428935484581864592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6428935484581864592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/well-its-2010-this-year-and-im-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-799864854071132243</id><published>2010-04-09T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:22:42.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me die quietly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Life.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 452px; height: 281px;" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Life.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&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/6934465166052027977-799864854071132243?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/799864854071132243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=799864854071132243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/799864854071132243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/799864854071132243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/let-me-die-quietly.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-7039826839971369444</id><published>2010-04-05T06:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T06:23:31.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I know I'm a guy and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;But last night I was singing songs to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Then I started crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning with my eyes still red and puffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-7039826839971369444?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7039826839971369444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=7039826839971369444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7039826839971369444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7039826839971369444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-know-im-guy-and-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2672741967740066140</id><published>2010-04-03T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:25:12.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;3 songs are enough to describe everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry - Buckcherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh I had a lot to say, was thinking on my time away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I missed you and things weren't the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause everything inside it never comes out right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry about all things I said to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I know, I cant take it back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And baby, the way you make my world go round &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This time I think, I'm to blame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's harder to get through the days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You get older and blame turns to shame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause everything inside it never comes out right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry about all things I said to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I know, I cant take it back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And baby, the way you make my world go round &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every single day, I think about how we came all this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sleepless nights and the tears you cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's never too late to make it right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry about all things I said to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I know, I cant take it back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And baby, the way you make my world go round &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not Meant Be - Theory of a Dead Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's never enough to say I'm sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's never enough to say I care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I'm caught between what you wanted from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And knowing that if I give that to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I might just disappear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody wins when everyone's losing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like one step forward and two steps back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what I do you're always mad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I, I can't change your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, it's like trying to turn around on a one way street &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't give you what you want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's killing me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I, I'm starting to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe we're not meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's never enough to say I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, it's never enough to say I try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's hard to believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That there's no way out for you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it seems to be the story of our life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody wins when everyone's losing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like one step forward and two steps back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what I do you're always mad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I, I can't change your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, it's like trying to turn around on a one way street &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't give you what you want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's killing me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I, I'm starting to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe we're not meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's still time to turn this around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You could building this up instead of tearing it down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I keep thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe it's too late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like one step forward and two steps back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what I do you're always mad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I, I can't change your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, it's like trying to turn around on a one way street &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't give you what you want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's killing me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I, I finally see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe we're not meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like one step forward and two steps back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what I do you're always mad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I, baby I'm sorry to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe we're not meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bored of Your Love - Meg &amp;amp; Dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did you think about what I said last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Knowing you, you probably didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I could picture your face on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Completely oblivious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you really feel like this love is real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wish I could join you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm bored of your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm bored of your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm bored of your random all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; over the place attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm bored of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So, I thought about what you said last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Normally I probably wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But something you said kept me up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I tried to sleep but I just couldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hope you still feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; this love is for real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I know that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm in love with your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In love with your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In love with almost everything that you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yes it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm bored with your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I'm in love with your love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm bored of your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (In love with your face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm bored of your random all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; over the place attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm bored of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I'm in love with you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wish you put effort in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; trying to make this new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I would if you asked me, I'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do anything for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wish we were strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (It's not like we're strangers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In all the excitement we'd fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (Guess that's it then)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can I take you out just this one last time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We could pretend I never met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well I'd love to, sounds like a lovely time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I'm sorry, I just can't let you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm bored of your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm bored of your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm up to my neck in this mess and I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll remember your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Remember your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When it's over and done it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; won't quite be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I'll remember you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll remember your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Remember your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When it's over and done it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; won't quite be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I'll remember you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll remember you     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2672741967740066140?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2672741967740066140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2672741967740066140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2672741967740066140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2672741967740066140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-sucks_03.html' title='This sucks.'/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1726344778367256975</id><published>2010-03-29T17:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:03:03.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo! My first post with an iPhone! Hahahaha...my first picture taken with an iPhone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, i know. Some of you probably thinking, this guy got his iPhone for 24hrs already and he's only taken 1 photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not even an interesting photo. It's a photo of the heavy rain. Lame huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=f26462d0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/f26462d0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like Baby would probably have taken 100+ photos by now if she had a new phone..hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss her so much you know? Miss those silly dates where we just hang out, walking around, laughing, going to odd and weird places which no other couple would want to go..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly be done with your exams okay? There's a boy here in toa payoh with a heart longing for his girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you always. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1726344778367256975?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1726344778367256975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1726344778367256975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1726344778367256975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1726344778367256975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/yo-my-first-post-with-iphone-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-6969093856868574125</id><published>2010-03-19T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:29:13.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from holiday in Cambodia! And happy 9th month sweetheart!! Sorry I couldn't be with you, but I hope the presents I brought back will make up for it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent 5 days in a country full of dust, sand and slow moving traffic. It was pretty fun but there were to many cultural sites for me to absorb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: We reached the hotel at about 9.30am and our room wasn't ready yet. My mum was pretty angry because she wanted to rest. HAH! Before the trip she wanted to force me to sleep early so that when we got there we could start visiting ruins straightaway. Anyway, we had a nice breakfast at the hotel and when we were done, one of the rooms was ready. We all went up and took a rest until about 4.30 then we left the hotel to visit this old temple for a beautiful sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0027.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0031.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0031.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0034.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the hotel to wash up then went to the nearby tourist area for dinner! The food there is simple but nice. Mostly have a choice between chicken, beef, pork and fish. Alot of curry and spicy dishes but not as spicy as the ones here in Singapore or Indian dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: We visited more temples again!! Like never ending ruins and temples...hahahhaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0046.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0047.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0050.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0053.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we visited the landmine musuem! There was so many old landmines, guns, rockets, bombs from previous wars. And I found out that Singapore is still producing landmines!! Shocking right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0054.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the musuem, we went very far away to this floating village. It's kinda like in Thailand but here they actually lived in boats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0055.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0058.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0058.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0061.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0061.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0062.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0062.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0065.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0065.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: We woke up really early! At 4.30am to be exact, so we could go to the famous Angkor Wat to watch the sunrise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0102.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0102.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0104.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0108.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0108.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0115.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0115.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0122.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0122.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of Day 3 and Day 4: More temples and ruins! Not gonna bore you with words. I'm gonna upload some of the photos here but everything will be on Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0190.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0190.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0173.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0173.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0140.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0140.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0135.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0135.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0126.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0126.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/?action=view&amp;current=PICT0147.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Cambodia%202010/PICT0147.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-3889321459520835701</id><published>2010-03-06T08:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T08:32:28.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I never thought I'd be in love like this&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you my mind  goes on a trip&lt;br /&gt;Then you came in, and knocked me on my face&lt;br /&gt;Feels  like in I'm a race&lt;br /&gt;But I already won first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never  thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did&lt;br /&gt;You  got me thinkin' bout our life our house and kids, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Every mornin'  I look at you and smile&lt;br /&gt;'Cause girl you came around and you knocked  me down&lt;br /&gt;Knocked me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd, hear myself say, ooh, ya'll gon' head&lt;br /&gt;I think  I'm gonna kick it wit my girl today, kick it wit my girl today&lt;br /&gt;I used  to be commander and chief&lt;br /&gt;Til  I met this pretty little missile that shot me out the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap on my window knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you feel beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I know I tend to get insecure&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always rainbows and butterflies&lt;br /&gt;It's compromise that moves us along&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full and my door's always open&lt;br /&gt;You can come anytime you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;br /&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;She will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You're in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And all the world is calm&lt;br /&gt;The music playing on for only two&lt;br /&gt;So close together&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;So close to feeling alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life goes by&lt;br /&gt;Romantic dreams will die&lt;br /&gt;So I bid mine goodbye and never knew&lt;br /&gt;So close was waiting, waiting here with you&lt;br /&gt;And now forever I know&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted to hold you&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close to reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt;Almost believing this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt;And now you're beside me and look how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;So far we are so close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I face the faceless days&lt;br /&gt;If I should lose you now?&lt;br /&gt;We're so close&lt;br /&gt;To reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt;And almost believing this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt;Let's go on dreaming for we know we are&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Knock You Down, She Will Be Loved, So Close)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sanibel-island.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/sanibel-island.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&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/6934465166052027977-3889321459520835701?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3889321459520835701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=3889321459520835701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-8482039319746392833</id><published>2010-02-26T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T19:51:43.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Freedom is priceless!!! DONE WITH SCHOOL! DONE WITH POLY!! NO MORE LECTURES, NO MORE TUTORIALS AND NO MORE PROJECT!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited so long for this moment...and it's such a sweet moment. Ahhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what's my current job? I'm a relief teacher back at Balestier Hill! Taking over Ms Lim's Sec 3 Maths classes for the next 10 - 12 weeks. It isn't as easy as I thought it would be. The Normal Technical class 3T1 aren't as smart but they are quiet enough for me to teach them. But the Normal Acad class 3N2 are sooooooooo noisy! Half of them don't want to learn and the other half are trying to listen but it's so noisy. One of the boys really made me angry. He kept making silly noises and tried to irritate me by mimicking my words. One more time he does that I'm sending him out of my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than that, it's so fun to be a teacher. I get to teach people how to do things easier, faster and alot of the students learnt from their mistakes. I just marked their Common Test paper and the whole class failed. :( I guess there's alot more work for me to do if I want them to do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to plan our 9th Monthsary celebration but unfortunately it has to be postponed a little. My family just told me that they're going to Cambodia during the March holidays and I have to go with them. I'm sorry baby. :( I'll be back on the 18th though, so I have to plan everything well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to all those who have graduated Poly and good luck to those who are waiting for NS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-8482039319746392833?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8482039319746392833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=8482039319746392833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8482039319746392833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8482039319746392833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/freedom-is-priceless-done-with-school.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1791225562954490341</id><published>2010-02-16T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:41:20.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8th month with you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Went to Escape Theme Park like finally to celebrate our 8th month. Proud to announce this is my visit there! I am no longer Downtown East swa-koo except for Wild Wild Wet. Haven't been there also. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Escape was pretty small actually. They only had like 2 or 3 major rides but some of them were quite fun. Had to skip the water rides because we didn't have extra clothes. Still, $17 per person was quite expensive. Singapore should have more theme parks la. Hope the one at Sentosa is gonna be excellent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We've made plans for next month already! So fast...hahaha. But I wanna go to those places too! Exams gonna end soon. Better yet, school gonna end soon! Can't wait can't wait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, study study study study. One word. Easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Can't tell you how very happy I am. Talking to you, laughing with you, thinking of you, being with you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:300%;" &gt;I LOVE YOU SWEETHEART!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1791225562954490341?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1791225562954490341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1791225562954490341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1791225562954490341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1791225562954490341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/8th-month-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-5643732781384350981</id><published>2010-02-11T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:41:35.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't get to watch the match last night...I went into the website too late and it was all laggy and choked. ARGHHHH!! At least I got some sleep before school. After school me and Shem went down to Sim Lim Tower again. It's like we live there or something...lol. Anyway, nobody was selling what we wanted to buy so we headed home. I went to the industrial park near my place again to buy a last piece of plastic then walked home. Hot day today man...can feel the sun just shining down on me, trying to melt/burn everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a short nap then Shem called me and showed me this job offer. Engineering job for ITE/Diploma holders. Do some soldering, some reports, some troubleshooting and the pay is $1.6k! We straight away sent our resumes to the email. There are actually 3 shifts we can choose from: 6.45am to 3.15pm, 2.45pm to 11.15pm (extra $10 allowance per day) and 10.45pm to 7.15am (extra $15 allowance). What do you think baby? Which shift seems to be th best? :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also applied for a job at Ikea a few days ago, it's basically assembling their furniture. The HR person called us today and told us it was $5/hr but the website ad stated that the salary was negotiable. We tried to negotiate for $7/hr but the guy was really stubborn saying he wasn't aware of any ad online. Shem got really pissed because it was way too low so we're applying for this engineering job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner was study time!! I'm learning more now at home than I did in class...hahaha. Weird huh? Did alot of studying for my ICONT and I'm getting more and more confident by the hour. Woooooooot!! Can't wait for exams to be over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're having a great time over there baby! :) I miss you and I can't wait for you to get back...hehe. 8th month is almost upon us and I am so freaking happy with you. Enough said! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, see you soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-5643732781384350981?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5643732781384350981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=5643732781384350981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5643732781384350981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5643732781384350981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/didnt-get-to-watch-match-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2040052898037932051</id><published>2010-02-10T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:39:25.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woww..tiring day for me. Went to project room this morning to finish up my project report. Spent 2 hours editing and stuff before Zarinna told me that she already submitted the report...wa lau. Yesterday she promised me that she would clean up our work table and pack up our tool box but she delayed it yet again. Reason being that Koon Hua wasn't there to help her =.= .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a short lesson after that, quickly went through some past year exam papers before I headed home to take a nap. Woke up at around 6, studied for a bit then had dinner. Had Cod fish! So yummuy but after eating 4 or 5 pieces, the taste of the butter and oil was way too strong for me and I felt like vommitting...hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to studying until now! Gonna play some games and wait for my soccer match at 3.45. No need to sleep tonight! Tomorrow morning lesson from 9 to 11 only then can go home sleep again....yay! Man Utd vs Aston Villa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study study study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2040052898037932051?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2040052898037932051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2040052898037932051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2040052898037932051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2040052898037932051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/woww.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4031608306291018581</id><published>2010-02-03T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:12:03.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, another era has passed by in my life like another chapter gone in a storybook. I've worked for Botak Jones for 1 year, 1 month and I think 5 days? What a big part of my life this experience is for me and I treasure it. It's the longest job I've ever kept and I'm proud of it. I was good at my job and I enjoyed it very much! :) It's time to move on and learn new things and of course get a job related to my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I've already found two. Both are engineering related jobs and the first one pays quite well. 1.1k to 1.7k depending on qualifications (at least NITEC). I think I can probably ask for 1.5k? The advertisement wasn't clear on the job scope but it had 25 vacancies so I'm guessing something like a factory? The second job doesn't pay as much because it's an internship but guess what? All I have to do is solder and assemble small parts and I earn $700/month + Allowance + Overtime. And it's at Yio Chu Kang! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shem and I are going to send in our resumes to the first job and see if they'll let us start next month. For now, it's study study study! Got to do well for all 3 modules! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA re-test is on Friday with some classmates. Two of them already received letters asking them to report to the Commando camp. Wish I could get the letter too! I wanna do something cool in the army...not some boring job like a storeman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got to go sleep now. The next two days I'm going to be doing FYP all alone because nobody else wants to come for project periods. Thursday afternoon and Friday whole day. Can't be distracted for the next few weeks. Just FYP and Exams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-4031608306291018581?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4031608306291018581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=4031608306291018581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4031608306291018581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4031608306291018581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-another-era-has-passed-by-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-8362344887536652278</id><published>2010-01-29T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T00:34:32.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is an important day. Actually it was yesterday, since it's past 12am. My FYP was put up for exhibition along side everyone else. Nothing special about that, but my group and a few others from other divisions were selected to go for an elimination round. An internal panel f judges from NP will go around and determine if our project was good enough to be judged by IES (Insititue of Engineers Singapore). The first round eliminated everyone except my group and 2 others. And all the groups were from Bio-Medical Applications. I'm so proud. The 3 groups are Vertical Lumbar Traction Unit (to relieve back pain), Single Leg Balance Exerciser (Train leg injuries) and Slider Board (Ours...to move a patient from a wheelchair to a car or bed). Then the 2nd round of judging was by IES judges themselves. 2 old men arrived and the Lumbar group presented first, followed by us. Then they had to go to another room to see the Single Leg Balance group because their project was too big to be carried around. But when we were packing up, one of my group members peeked at one of the judges scoresheet. And we got 75/100 while the Lumbar group got 68/100!! So happy!! That definitely means at least a Bronze prize for us!! YAY!!! All our hard work is finally paying off. It's been so long since I've felt so happy like this....hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go celebrate by watching Finding Nemo. HAHAHAHAHAH!!! I love that movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you my precious Esther :) Sleep tight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-8362344887536652278?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8362344887536652278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=8362344887536652278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8362344887536652278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8362344887536652278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-is-important-day.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-8932205502870418758</id><published>2010-01-21T20:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:28:23.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Baby if you're reading this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:500%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 204);"&gt;I miss you!! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have lunch with you tommorow too.&lt;br /&gt;And movie.&lt;br /&gt;And Escape.&lt;br /&gt;And a billion other dates.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is way too small isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get home safely alright? :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be dead asleep by then though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart, mind, soul is with me 24/7. &lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm sleeping or in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-8932205502870418758?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8932205502870418758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=8932205502870418758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8932205502870418758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8932205502870418758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-if-youre-reading-this-i-miss-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-259488582229852344</id><published>2010-01-17T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T14:31:42.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/Picture0001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Doesn't she look like a very du-lan frog?Hahahahahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“The key to change... is to let go of fear.” ~ Rosanne Cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Change is the essence of life. Be willing to surrender what you are for what you could become.” ~ Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like these two quotes!! :) It's going to help me alot...and I've put up my favourite inspirational picture at my table too. This picture has helped me through countless bad times or times when I don't know what to do...especially back in secondary school. I'm not going to say what it is here because it is a little embarrassing but if &lt;span style="color: rgb(255,0,204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; want to know, just ask me when &lt;span style="color: rgb(255,0,204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; feel like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New hair cut. Kinda nice. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-259488582229852344?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/259488582229852344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=259488582229852344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/259488582229852344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/259488582229852344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/doesnt-she-look-like-very-du-lan.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_Picture0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2012340961698406473</id><published>2010-01-16T04:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T04:46:44.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey you!! Yes, you!! Don't look at the person behind you. Don't ask yourself "Is he talking to me?". &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 204);"&gt;It IS you!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 7 months since we first got together, but it feels like it's been so long already. No, I don't mean it like "I'm tired of you". I mean it like I want it to feel like it's even longer!! Until dinosaurs return to Earth? Hahahaha!! I just love you so much. Everytime I first see you when we go out, I feel like I've missed you for like 999999 years. Sure, tell me that I'm exaggerating, but that is how I feel. Sometimes at school or at work, I suddenly think of you and miss you, my heart feels kinda weird and I just hug the guy next to me. (Usually it's Koon Hua in school or Chan at work). After the hug, I'll pull out my phone and message you just to see what you're doing, or if you're having fun or just check if everything is alright. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty tired out from over the last few days so I apologise if my post is a little too short for your liking. My project is heading in a good direction but there alot of minor setbacks here and there which are just annoying. But you're always there for me aren't you? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to take a shower now. I stink of Botak smell as usual...eeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S: I love you Esther. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;P.P.S: You will never ever look aunty to me even in the ugliest top, bottom or shoes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=scan0010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/scan0010.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;My favourite Christmas =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2012340961698406473?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2012340961698406473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2012340961698406473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2012340961698406473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2012340961698406473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-you-yes-you-dont-look-at-person.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_scan0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-7205527572432753913</id><published>2010-01-04T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:00:22.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PrincessSmallBaoBao.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/PrincessSmallBaoBao.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just received this photo this afternoon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh boy...Today wasn't a good day. I got back 2 out of 3 common test papers and I failed both. 46/100 and 44/100. Even Koon Hua got 48/100 and 50/100...what the hell. I studied harder than him and I even taught him some parts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr...have to study very hard for my end year exams. All 3 modules must get at least 60 and above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was slow again tonight. Seafood uncle says the first week of every year will be slow. Not many customers until Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you alright and safe? Are you on the way back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting patiently for you. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-7205527572432753913?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7205527572432753913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=7205527572432753913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7205527572432753913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7205527572432753913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-received-this-photo-this-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_PrincessSmallBaoBao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-971192011377831675</id><published>2010-01-03T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:48:11.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slow day today...sales didn't even hit 2k..hahaha. Kat's feet was swollen today. I think it's because of the rain and she likes to eat sweet things..haha. I'm so tired! Tomorrow morning waking up at 6am for school...hais. I hate Mondays. It's the only day when I have to wake up so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing? Playing? Watching tv? Shopping? Sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;Are you safe? Are you getting headaches? Are you drinking enough water?&lt;br /&gt;Are you warm enough in bed? Do you have enough money? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be working alot for the next couple of weeks to pay back everything within this month. Trying my very best! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to shopping and Escape when you come back!! =) (I still have not been there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more months before end of school! Oh my god...I can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching Weeks&lt;br /&gt;04 Jan 2010 - 14 Feb 2010 (6 Weeks)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year 14 - 15 Feb, 16 Feb Public Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study &amp; Examination Weeks&lt;br /&gt;15 Feb 2010 - 28 Feb 2010 (2 Weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I pass everything. I'll be spending the whole of Feb just studying and studying for my final exams. Have to pass everything if not everything will be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie!! I got to go bathe now, then sleeeeeeeeeep. My grandfather finally went back to my aunty's place. At last I can sleep in my own bed. Weeeeeeee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-971192011377831675?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/971192011377831675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=971192011377831675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/971192011377831675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/971192011377831675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/slow-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2634794710997628511</id><published>2010-01-03T04:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T04:36:00.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm home from work!! It was a pretty normal night at work I guess. Ivan and Lionel the two shorties rode to Chomp Chomp to buy Hokkien Mee for dinner and after that Chan, Lionel and I were discussing the problem with Fely. These few days she seems to be very lazy and tired. Lionel says she doesn't listen to him when he gives her instructions and even Chan says he's running on his own outside. She also talks back when Lionel scolds her. I think it's partly everyone's fault that she's like this now because she's overworked and everyone has been sort of bullying her. I've told Lionel to give her 2 off days in a row and everyone at the outlet to be nice to her from now on. Perhaps tomorrow night if I have time, I'll talk to her and find out if there's anything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired! Keep working midnight shifts and you'll be tired like me too...hahaha. I watched Lord Of The Rings : The Fellowship of The Ring in HD on my laptop this afternoon. Wow...the quality is excellent. Everything looks crystal clear! Now I'm downloading the second part. It's going to take at least 24 hours...LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a low attendance letter from school today...oops. My mother opened it by accident and she saw it too...uh oh. Looks like I can't skip classes from now on...but FYP periods are fine. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're having a great time in Genting!! =) I got to go bathe now...and my back hurts!! I hope I can take a break from working so I can get my back to recover from all the long hours of standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you,&lt;br /&gt;Flabby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2634794710997628511?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2634794710997628511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2634794710997628511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2634794710997628511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2634794710997628511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-home-from-work-it-was-pretty-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1816332523630103823</id><published>2010-01-01T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:55:06.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new year, 1st of January 2010. To be honest, I've never been one to come up with a list of resolutions at the start of every year. I believe that if you have to make a change and you're really sincere about it, you'll be willing to change for the better at anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year should definitely be an interesting one, what with my FYP competitions, graduation from NP and NS coming within a few months. Not to mention I'll be having a full time job while waiting for NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye 2009. It's been a year of hard work (literally at Botak) and my studies haven't been fantastic but I'm proud to say that it's been improving. What am I thankful for you may ask? Number one on my list is definitely HER. =) You've done so many wonderful things for me that I can't seem to list out everything. I'm just so very happy with everything right now that nothing can bring me down. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thankful for Botak. More towards having a job at Botak actually. I've learnt alot of things during my one year there. From Christmas '08 to Christmas '09. Met so many new people and all kinds of characters. Learnt to be more responsible and how to manage colleagues effectively, be it some of them having an argument or them being lousy managers...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my first post for 2010. Got to go get dressed for work now...I'm typing this in my underwear only. Hahahahaha...see you folks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll be missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1816332523630103823?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1816332523630103823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1816332523630103823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1816332523630103823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1816332523630103823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-its-new-year-1st-of-january-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2277305342978608532</id><published>2009-12-27T04:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T04:41:36.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:400%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I MISS YOU =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00287.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/DSC00287.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D :D I'm going to hang this at my table, right in front of me so whenever I feel down or stressed I just have to look up and there you are. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I can miss you so much already. I just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you. Have to be patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2277305342978608532?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2277305342978608532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2277305342978608532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2277305342978608532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2277305342978608532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/d-d-d-d-d-im-going-to-hang-this-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_DSC00287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-6201632216055548239</id><published>2009-12-25T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T16:41:00.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quick post of photos from yesterday's Christmas celebration!! I love my presents so much man....woooooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...got to go off to work already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if my mouth seems weird in some of the scanned pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook is giving me problems too. Can't seem to upload the photos there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=scan0001-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/scan0001-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=scan0003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/scan0003.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=scan0010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/scan0010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=scan0007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/scan0007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=scan0011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/scan0011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-6201632216055548239?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6201632216055548239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=6201632216055548239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6201632216055548239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6201632216055548239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/quick-post-of-photos-from-yesterdays.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_scan0001-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-568076049614851204</id><published>2009-12-20T15:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:52:57.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been sooooooo long since I've gone out with you =) Went out with baby to Downtown East to catch a short Looney Tunes Musical and we were hoping to have some fun at Escape too. I just found out that they're not open on weekdays!! What the!?!? They close quite early even on weekends. I think last entry is at 6 or 7pm? And we got there by 8pm...what a wasted opportunity. Never mind! There's always next time! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much now, ever since last night when I was called to work last minute. I felt like an NSman getting activated...hahaha. I know I just went out with you but I'm still missing you!! Can't wait for Christmas now...hahaha. I can't wait to give you your present!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just upgraded my laptop to Windows 7 and it is goooooooooood!! A huge improvement over Vista. Good job Microsoft!! (Am I a geek for saying that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255,51,204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have to sit at a spot where I can see you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I watch you as you walk around&lt;br /&gt;I eat slowly so you don't rush through your food&lt;br /&gt;I have to think of you all the time so I won't miss you so badly&lt;br /&gt;I have to make sure you're home safely every night&lt;br /&gt;I have to make sure you're never hungry&lt;br /&gt;I have to make sure that you're never broke&lt;br /&gt;I have to stay faithful even when you're not next to me&lt;br /&gt;I have to choose my words carefuly when I talk to other girls&lt;br /&gt;I have to make sure you're always happy and smiling&lt;br /&gt;I would go all over the country to find something you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;I have to make sure that everything you get is the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do all this with a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;and for a future I'm dreaming of with you in it&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly&lt;br /&gt;I do this with a heart full of love&lt;br /&gt;which nobody can ever steal away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-568076049614851204?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/568076049614851204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=568076049614851204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/568076049614851204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/568076049614851204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-sooooooo-long-since-ive-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-3555837715668433589</id><published>2009-12-16T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:15:21.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 6th Monthsary!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Monthsary"? is there such a word? Hahahahaha!! Who cares anyway? It doesn't matter what you call it or what language it's in. In fact, I think I can even make up my own words for love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a year, 6 months, 24 weeks, approx. 180 days of love and endless happiness. And it will definitely go on as strong as ever as long as I'm with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255,0,204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. Unfortunately no photos were taken because I have exams and she has to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay!! Got to go off to school to revise a bit more before my paper at 4pm. Crazy right? But not before I leave a little song for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255,0,204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't run with the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go your own way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't play after dark,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You light up my day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got your own kind of style,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sets you apart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, that's why you captured my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;What makes you different,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes you beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's there inside you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;shines through to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In your eyes I see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the love I'll ever need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What makes you different,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes you beautiful to me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6934465166052027977-3555837715668433589?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3555837715668433589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=3555837715668433589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3555837715668433589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3555837715668433589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-6th-monthsary-d-monthsary-is.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-8080397776958800885</id><published>2009-12-03T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T00:41:41.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a fantastic awesome bestest of the best birthday celebration EVER!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to start, where to start, where to start? Wow...there were too many wonderful events today and I don't know which to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first of all, I started out at 9.15am this morning. I drove down to MDIS to pass baby her very important projects so she could hand it in on time. We then headed down Vivo for lunch, and at the carpark baby made me open my present. And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOWWWWWWWWW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a Guess watch!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy!! It's a really beautiful watch...I don't have the photos of it right now, but I do have a picture of it which I took from a website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=W85043G1_600.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/W85043G1_600.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't anybody dare say that this is ugly or anything. This is a beautiful watch and I'm going to treasure it and wear it every opportunity I can!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright!! So the next thing after lunch was another surprise. I was ordered to wait at Best Denki while baby went to get my second surprise. And when she came back, guess what she had in her hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO GV GOLD CLASS TICKETS TO NEW MOON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was so shocked!! I didn't expect anything like this at all!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were already goldfish big when I saw the Guess watch and now they were bulging out again at the sight of those tickets...hahaha. Those tickets aren't exactly cheap okay? THANK YOU SO MUCH!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some time to kill before the movie started so we took a walk around Vivo and we wanted to buy a yellow rose but all the pathetic shop had were sunflowers. =.= Both of us were a little disappointed but as soon as we stepped into the Gold Class lounge, we were all smiles again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really classy...there were plenty of comfortable seats for people to just sit and have a drink before the movie, there was a bar with a large variety of alcohol and very exclusive toilets filled with flowers and all that kind of stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seats in the movie hall were fabulous as well. Once my backside touched the soft cushion, I felt like I never wanted to get up ever again...hahaha. For the first few minutes we just kept "Wahhh-ing" at everything we saw...LOL. Took some photos, read the menu (the food and drinks are very expensive by the way) and played around with the chair. The movie itself was pretty good but it was a little draggy for me. The comfortable seats however made everything seem like heaven. Even if we watched a boring movie, we could just simply fall asleep under our blankets to pass the time...hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright!! Next stop after Vivo was Sentosa!! Entrance fee was around $6 and I wasted $3 on parking fees because I parked at the wrong car park. =( Anyway, we managed to get to The Underwater World relatively okay under the annoying rain. The rain was such a mood killer la...hais. We got our tickets at $16 each and slowly walked around the exhibition, looking at all kinds of fish and sea animals. It was really cool to see all of them up close and I even touched a couple of fish!! =) Another turn off was because there seemed to be an usually large number of Indians touring the place as well. Not Singaporean Indians but Indian Indians. Must have been a tour group or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit to Dolphin Lagoon was also in the original plan but the stupid rain cancelled the show. But baby had a back up plan just in case something like this happens. =) We drove up to Imbiah area and we took a ride on the Tiger Sky Tower!! =)&lt;br /&gt;If you've been on the Flyer and you like it, you should definitely give this ride a try as well. In terms of height, this tower is much much much higher up than the Flyer. In fact it's the highest point of view in Singapore!! Of course that's adding the height of the hill with the height of the tower. The ride was only a few minutes long but we managed to take a few snapshots of the view. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What next then? A long traffic jammed ride to Orchard Tangs to have dinner was the next part. Baby was really looking forward to bringing me to this place in Tangs that had a great ambience. But guess what? After a long ride, (with our stomachs growling) we weren't allowed in to Tangs because we weren't Singtel customers =.=&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Tangs was only open for a private shopping event and only Singtel customers were allowed in. My house phone line is Singtel what. Why cannot go in? -_-" I should have told them that when we were refused entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally baby got really upset but we decided to go over to Ion to have dinner instead. We were starving by now!! We quickly decided on Xin Wang Cafe and we ordered quite alot of food. We had Siew Mai, French Toast, chicken wings, Century Egg Congee and Eel Congee. We were walloping the food like crazy but there was this couple next to us who came in after us and they managed to leave before us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, like every other traditional birthday all over the world, a cake has to be involved. Baby bought a small heart shaped cake with a single candle and a "Happy Birthday" sign from BreadTalk and we had a quiet but lovely traditional celebration. =) I made 3 wishes and I hope all of them come true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best birthday celebration I have ever had in my life. Thank you so very much for this whole day baby!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired already...and it's Xin Yi's birthday tomorrow, so let me pass on the message: Happy Birthday to you too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I want to grow old with you too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,bryant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-8080397776958800885?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8080397776958800885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=8080397776958800885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8080397776958800885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8080397776958800885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-fantastic-awesome-bestest-of-best.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_W85043G1_600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-6080344018739110209</id><published>2009-11-30T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:58:08.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;The first time ever I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;I thought the sun rose in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the moon and stars were the gifts you gave&lt;br /&gt;To the dark and the empty skies, my love,&lt;br /&gt;To the dark and the empty skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time ever I kissed your mouth&lt;br /&gt;And felt your heart beat close to mine&lt;br /&gt;Like the trembling heart of a captive bird&lt;br /&gt;That was there at my command, my love&lt;br /&gt;That was there at my command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the first time ever I lay with you&lt;br /&gt;I felt your heart so close to mine&lt;br /&gt;And I knew our joy would fill the earth&lt;br /&gt;And last till the end of time my love&lt;br /&gt;It would last till the end of time my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time ever I saw your face, your face,&lt;br /&gt;your face, your face&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255,51,153);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-6080344018739110209?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6080344018739110209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=6080344018739110209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6080344018739110209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6080344018739110209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-time-ever-i-saw-your-face-i.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-6709631795366071367</id><published>2009-11-21T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T16:47:05.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My new Converse pencil case and EZ link sticker!! Weeeeeeeeee!! Thank you so much baby!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00279.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/DSC00279.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather not show a photo of my old pencil case which I've used since Sec 3..hahaha. All brown and dirty...eeeeeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-6709631795366071367?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6709631795366071367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=6709631795366071367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6709631795366071367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6709631795366071367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-new-converse-pencil-case-and-ez-link.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_DSC00279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4026387729885120244</id><published>2009-11-21T04:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T04:54:51.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired and exhausted after a long day of school and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what? I'm so happy at this hour, that it doesn't matter!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload photos when I have the time to show all of you why...hehehe!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-4026387729885120244?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4026387729885120244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=4026387729885120244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4026387729885120244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4026387729885120244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-tired-and-exhausted-after-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1281767915832744901</id><published>2009-11-17T08:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:24:01.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little late in posting our 5th month post because I was suddenly so exhausted last night. But still, better late than never right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short and sweet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 5th Month darling!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5th.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/5th.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say life is short,&lt;br /&gt;but being with you,&lt;br /&gt;has made my life so meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered so many new things in life,&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt how to be a better person,&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen in love so hard and so deeply,&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can ever come back out.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1281767915832744901?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1281767915832744901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1281767915832744901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1281767915832744901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1281767915832744901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-late-in-posting-our-5th-month.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_5th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4109417558763263572</id><published>2009-11-09T19:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:39:01.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a long time since I posted a proper post. Some photos from last Thursday's date at Vivocity =) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryanteng.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/bryanteng.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=estherchen.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/estherchen.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab11.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab12.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab17.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab17.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab8.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab14.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab15.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab19.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab19.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab10.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab18.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab18.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab9.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab20.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flab3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/flab3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining heavily when baby came over to my school since she ended her class earlier than mine. She missed a bus stop and we ended up meeting at the Shell station instead of King Albert Park. Crossed the road in the rain and we took a long 61 ride to Vivocity. We bought tickets for My Sister's Keeper at 4.40pm before going opposite to Carl's Junior for a great lunch...yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked around looking for a salon to get my hair cut. $35!! 5x more than my usual haircut but I guess its worth it =). My fringe looks way better now and I'm especially pleased with the back of my hair too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still had some time to kill so we bought a very long strip of candy from a pushcart outside the cinema entrance. It's called a "Long Thing" and "One Long Thing" was $3.50. It was really sweet and sour at the same time...for the first few minutes we couldn't help making funny faces...hahahaha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was good, very well scripted and directed. Although I haven't read the book myself, I'm guessing it's a pretty good adaptation. I kept noticing other guys in the cinema crying sofly and sniffling away throughout the movie...what happened to macho guys like me?Everybody gone soft?hahahaha...kidding. I know its perfectly fine for guys to show some emotion once in a while..it healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the downside though, over the weekend I made her angry because I did something stupid again. It always seems to be stupid things doesn't it? Yes, I really am THAT stupid. Not going to go into details but it's generally about me taking out my unhappiness on others. Not a very nice thing to do...I know. I'm sorry again baby. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pretty much busy for the past week with school, project and work. Had to rush my project because I had to present the unfinished prototype to SGH doctors. They seemed pretty impressed but they still had quite a few suggestions and commented on possible improvements. I have until the 4th of Dec to complete and finish my project before I completely focus on books and exams =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now people! I'm gonna be waiting up for baby to get back home safely from her outing with her girlfriends =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255,0,204);"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255,0,204);"&gt;Yours are the sweetest eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255,0,204);"&gt;I've ever seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-4109417558763263572?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4109417558763263572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-266598448722812724</id><published>2009-11-08T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:25:30.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Regret.&lt;br /&gt;Hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;Don't deserve anything.&lt;br /&gt;Better change for the better even faster now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-266598448722812724?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/266598448722812724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=266598448722812724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/266598448722812724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/266598448722812724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/regret.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-6121171737001526477</id><published>2009-11-07T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:34:47.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling so guilty right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-6121171737001526477?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6121171737001526477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=6121171737001526477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6121171737001526477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6121171737001526477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-so-guilty-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-5278644007102733118</id><published>2009-10-22T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:18:52.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quick post of photos of today's date at Ikea. Food as usual was really yummy!! We shopped around for awhile and baby bought a couple of things she needed for her room =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture080-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/Picture080-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture083-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/Picture083-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture081-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/Picture081-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture083-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/Picture083-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture085.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/Picture085.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture087.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/Picture087.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture088-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/Picture088-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kinda obvious here that I'm not used to doing the twist...lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture072.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/Picture072.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now folks!! It's going to get busier and busier for the both of us during the next few weeks. That ain't going to stop love =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-5278644007102733118?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5278644007102733118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=5278644007102733118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5278644007102733118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5278644007102733118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/quick-post-of-photos-of-todays-date-at.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_Picture080-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-3883580128676371954</id><published>2009-10-19T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:24:53.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sweetheart and I watched Julie &amp;amp; Julia today!! Interesting movie, but unfortunately it wasn't as entertaining as we thought it would be. We found ourselves yawning halfway through the movie...hahaha. It's basically about how a woman struggles to cope with her life with the help of an older woman through a cookbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did a little shopping before the movie too =) She bought a pair of gorgeous black Bebe flip flops and took home a red Levi's watch worth $100+ too!! I myself bought a light pink Levi's T shirt and a black pair of Levi's flip flops too. My old white Havaianas (3 years old) can barely be qualified as white now. It has an old greyish-yellow look from all the wear and tear and dust. Time for a change!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00263.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/DSC00263.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00262.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/DSC00262.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, I waited for my mum to finish her dinner before bringing out her birthday cake. A quick celebration of singing the traditional happy birthday song and making a wish was performed. 50 years old...getting old already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0005-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/PICT0005-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/PICT0007.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/PICT0008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/PICT0009.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/PICT0010.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikea on Thursday!! YAY!! CAN'T WAIT!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't live without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-3883580128676371954?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3883580128676371954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=3883580128676371954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3883580128676371954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3883580128676371954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-watched-julie-julia-today.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_DSC00263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-7685981991305158885</id><published>2009-10-17T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:40:53.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is rest day. I haven't had a rest day for about a month. No school, no work, no outing. Stay home and recharge my batteries. Yesterday was my 4th month with Esther and it was also my mum's birthday, both on the 16th!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked her up after school and she wasn't feeling well so we headed to her favourite jap restaurant near her place. Food was awesome as usual!! Especially the potato salad and the mini octopus and the chawan mushi.....*droools*. We just had lunch there before sending her home quickly so she could get a much needed rest. Although she's feeling better today, I have a feeling she still isn't a 100% fine =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to Bengawan Solo earlier today before dinner to buy back a birthday cake for my mum. The big Five-Oh. Half a century. Vintage. Relic. Hahahahaha. My family is out having dinner while I'm at home working on my FYP powerpoint presentation in November. Early? Definitely so. I've learnt from the past 3 presentations that time is very crucial. Plenty of information to present and pictures to show. All this contributes to my overall grade when I complete my project. By the way, yesterday I bought $200 worth of plastic for my project which I definitely think is at least 40kg. Walked home with it from the Industrial Park at Toa Payoh. 15min walk = about 800m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00260.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00260.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday + Thursday = Movie + Ikea!! Either combination of Monday = Movie and Thursday + Ikea or Monday = Ikea and Thursday + Movie, depending on our schedules and timetables. Can't wait for it!! And I don't just mean these two days. I mean for the rest of our life. I'm so looking forward to everything the future has in store for us =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th month once again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-7685981991305158885?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7685981991305158885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=7685981991305158885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7685981991305158885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7685981991305158885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-is-rest-day.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-9124243093285269403</id><published>2009-10-16T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:10:07.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Month to my Special One =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9318_194439205936_566370936_4192519.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/9318_194439205936_566370936_4192519.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9318_194439245936_566370936_4192526.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/9318_194439245936_566370936_4192526.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9318_194439275936_566370936_4192530.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/9318_194439275936_566370936_4192530.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9318_194439290936_566370936_4192533.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/9318_194439290936_566370936_4192533.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9318_194439300936_566370936_4192534.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/9318_194439300936_566370936_4192534.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9318_194439425936_566370936_4192552.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/9318_194439425936_566370936_4192552.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9318_194439435936_566370936_4192554.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/9318_194439435936_566370936_4192554.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9318_194439495936_566370936_4192560.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/9318_194439495936_566370936_4192560.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy 4th Month to us,&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th Month to us,&lt;br /&gt;Countless rides together on the bus,&lt;br /&gt;Happiness and upsets over plenty of small fuss,&lt;br /&gt;When it all started out as a crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved on to when it was us together,&lt;br /&gt;Now all we want is to last forever,&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes I think I'm clever,&lt;br /&gt;But what's important is that you're a wonderful forgiver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can't let go once I hold your hands,&lt;br /&gt;Whether you'll let me kiss you all depends,&lt;br /&gt;If those staring at us are your friends,&lt;br /&gt;So I'll whisk you away in my Mercedes-Benz!&lt;br /&gt;(I wish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you like I always do,&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever,&lt;br /&gt;Bao Bao aka Flabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-9124243093285269403?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9124243093285269403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=9124243093285269403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/9124243093285269403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/9124243093285269403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-4th-month-to-my-special-one.html' title='Happy 4th Month to my Special One =)'/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_9318_194439205936_566370936_4192519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2148223311495033795</id><published>2009-10-13T10:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:55:54.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love can touch us one time&lt;br /&gt;And last for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;And never let go till we're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FlyKite.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/FlyKite.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for a great time yesterday baby.&lt;br /&gt;I really needed it.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Flabby =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2148223311495033795?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2148223311495033795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2148223311495033795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2148223311495033795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2148223311495033795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-can-touch-us-one-time-and-last-for.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_FlyKite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-5039767335256025514</id><published>2009-10-11T23:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:39:01.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not like him&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, what am I doing wrong?&lt;br /&gt;It's like every decision I make is a bad one&lt;br /&gt;What I think would be good, turns out bad&lt;br /&gt;What I think would be happy, turns out sad&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes even something so innocent&lt;br /&gt;Can transform into a disaster&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I feel like I'm just about the same as him&lt;br /&gt;Or even worse&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard everyday in everything I do&lt;br /&gt;But it looks like my best isn't good enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do anymore&lt;br /&gt;I'm so useless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-5039767335256025514?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5039767335256025514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=5039767335256025514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5039767335256025514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5039767335256025514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-not-like-him-honestly-what-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1465205593986459110</id><published>2009-10-10T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:31:34.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Managed to get this MMS off the M1 website =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=getfile.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/getfile.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go get ready for work now. Got to work harder and get the money by December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1465205593986459110?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1465205593986459110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1465205593986459110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1465205593986459110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1465205593986459110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/managed-to-get-this-mms-off-m1-website.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_getfile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-3799517141552770982</id><published>2009-10-08T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:22:18.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems like it's been non stop action for the past couple of weeks. Work, school, weddings. Two cousin weddings one week after the other, and next Saturday is my mum's birthday dinner celebration (actual birthday on is 16th October). My outlet chef at Orchard has asked if I can work at night on the 16th and I told him to leave it open first. It's a special day and I want to spend it with my special someone =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always have time for you becauase I will always make time for you no matter what. Whenever you feel like hanging out with me or if you suddenly miss me, I'll be there for you. Be it everyday, once a week, once every two weeks or even once a month. I will still be there when you need me and that doesn't change the fact that I love you. As much as yesterday, and last week and last month and our first date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times during the day I suddenly think of you and I often miss you as well. I'm surprised myself that even the most little things can make me think of you. For example during class someone starts talking about his/her relationship problems, I start thinking of you. Or maybe even while I'm just aimlessly clicking my way through the internet and I come across funny videos or jokes, I automatically turn my head to look for you and I realise that you're not beside me. But if there's one thing that always makes me miss you so incredibly much (almost heart wrenching), it's the long bus ride home. It's not the length of the journey that causes it. It's getting on the bus with hundreds of other students. I'm sitting at the back and I always see at least a few other couples sitting together. Some are chatting and telling each other about their day, some are sitting in silence. Some are sleeping on each other's shoulders while some are simply holding hands and enjoying each other's company quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all this has made me realise how precious you are to me. I've realised that my favourite times of the day are when I wake up and when I go to bed; when I text you good morning and when I send you off to your sweet dreams with a good night kiss. It's almost as if I can hear your voice whispering in my ear and your breath on my cheek. Sometimes I can almost feel you lying beside me when I'm in bed and just staring blankly into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second with you is treasured. It doesn't matter how long a date lasts, where we go, what we do or if we talk alot. I just love to be beside you, hold your hand and enjoy your company. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Love__Beach__Sunset__by_danicafaye.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/Love__Beach__Sunset__by_danicafaye.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll always be a part of me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely,&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on,&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong,&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-3799517141552770982?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3799517141552770982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=3799517141552770982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3799517141552770982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3799517141552770982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-seems-like-its-been-non-stop-action.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_Love__Beach__Sunset__by_danicafaye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-391562210290327477</id><published>2009-10-06T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:02:30.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out for awhile with Esther today. Picked her up after school and we went down to Suntec for lunch and to look for something* =) Had Aglio Olio and Sourdough Beef at Swensen's before walking around to look for that something but unfortunately it seems really hard to find these days. Didn't get to spend much time with her today (about 5 hours?) because she was feeling really tired but it doesn't matter =) All I care about is that I was with you for that 5 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos from today's lunch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=i-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/i-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=baobao2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/baobao2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=baobao.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/baobao.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=bbni.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/bbni.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fooling around at Toys'r'us =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-391562210290327477?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/391562210290327477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=391562210290327477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/391562210290327477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/391562210290327477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-out-for-awhile-with-esther-today.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_i-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-6920059076715943457</id><published>2009-10-04T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:59:39.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for cousin Ming Hao and Zoe's tea ceremony and wedding dinner yesterday. Didn't talk much around the dozens of relatives (a few from Malaysia). Just showed up and smiled and nodded my head and said "Congratulations" to the right people...hahaha. Was pretty tired because I only had about 5 hours of sleep after work. Still, I made it through the day while I was thinking of someone the whole time =) Saw something that really made me miss her so much. The caterer for the buffet at my grandma's place handed me the invoice to pay for it. (Apparently I look like I have alot of money or I'm in charge or something). And this is what I saw that made me really smile to myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00241.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/DSC00241.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...and one more thing. My other cousin Hse Sien's son looks exactly like me when I was his age at 1 year old. At least that's what all my relatives say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's baby Jerome in 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00243.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/DSC00243.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is baby Bryant in 1990:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=scan0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Same? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-6920059076715943457?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6920059076715943457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=6920059076715943457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6920059076715943457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6920059076715943457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-for-cousin-ming-hao-and-zoes-tea.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_DSC00241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-6193165872144234248</id><published>2009-10-03T04:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T05:03:15.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Angry and dissapointed at myself. I can't even seem to get the little things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're probably thinking that he never forgot anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Had plenty of money to buy you all kinds of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That he was much better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm forgetful sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I don't have much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that love is all that I can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid, stupid Bryant. Stupid. Why keep making these mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hahaa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/hahaa.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=YLLCJ.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/YLLCJ.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0642.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/IMG_0642.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our prom nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-6193165872144234248?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6193165872144234248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=6193165872144234248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6193165872144234248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6193165872144234248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/angry-and-dissapointed-at-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_hahaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-7592800599970199925</id><published>2009-09-29T01:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T02:04:10.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm becoming immortal. These past few weeks I've been sleeping an average of 5 to 6 hours everyday. Sleep, school, work. Repeat. 5 to 7 days a week. And I don't know why but I don't feel tired. Maybe a little sleepy after lunch but once the food has been digested I'm quite wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked at F1 on Saturday and Sunday as a cleaner. Basically keep the VIP toilet clean and sweep and mop 3 floors. The 4 of us were split into 2 groups of guy + girl partners for male and female toilets. Aaaaaaaaaand, I SAW BACKSTREET BOYS PERFORMING LIVE!!! AHHHHHHHH!!! SO COOOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally get a date with my beloved tomorrow. I've waited like forever!! Lunch, shopping, movie then prawning!! Wooooooooooohoooo!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos taken during F1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232127843_713047843_2742691.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232127843_713047843_2742691.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232137843_713047843_2742692.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232137843_713047843_2742692.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232152843_713047843_2742693.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232152843_713047843_2742693.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232157843_713047843_2742694.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232157843_713047843_2742694.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232162843_713047843_2742695.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232162843_713047843_2742695.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232182843_713047843_2742699.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232182843_713047843_2742699.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232172843_713047843_2742697.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232172843_713047843_2742697.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232317843_713047843_2742718.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232317843_713047843_2742718.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232292843_713047843_2742714.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232292843_713047843_2742714.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232192843_713047843_2742701.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232192843_713047843_2742701.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232307843_713047843_2742716.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232307843_713047843_2742716.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232437843_713047843_2742736.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232437843_713047843_2742736.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232432843_713047843_2742735.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232432843_713047843_2742735.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232412843_713047843_2742732.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232412843_713047843_2742732.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232247843_713047843_2742708.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232247843_713047843_2742708.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232217843_713047843_2742705.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232217843_713047843_2742705.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232207843_713047843_2742703.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232207843_713047843_2742703.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232212843_713047843_2742704.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232212843_713047843_2742704.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232202843_713047843_2742702.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232202843_713047843_2742702.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232222843_713047843_2742706.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232222843_713047843_2742706.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232252843_713047843_2742709.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232252843_713047843_2742709.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8517_140232232843_713047843_2742707.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/8517_140232232843_713047843_2742707.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backstreet Boys rule!! I've never been to any of their concerts before, but I could hear them from my station. So heart breaking; so near yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Backstreet Boys - Anywhere For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd walk half-way around the world, just one kiss from you&lt;br /&gt;Far beyond the call of love, the sun, the stars, the moon&lt;br /&gt;As long as your love is there to lead me&lt;br /&gt;I won't lose my way believe me&lt;br /&gt;Even through the darkest nights, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd go anywhere for you, anywhere you asked me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd do anything for you, anything you want me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love as far as I can see is all I'm ever gonna need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's one thing for sure I know it's true, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby, I'd go anywhere for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's a fancy romantic restaurant you want, you'll have it&lt;br /&gt;If it's a huge diamond ring you want, you'll have it&lt;br /&gt;If it's the dream house you want, you'll have it&lt;br /&gt;If it's my love you want, you'll never lose it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-7592800599970199925?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7592800599970199925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=7592800599970199925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7592800599970199925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7592800599970199925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-feel-like-im-becoming-immortal.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/F1%202009/th_8517_140232127843_713047843_2742691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-5686886463759618051</id><published>2009-09-23T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:39:33.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell week has begun. 6 hours in kitchen as fryer and setter. Hot as hell but fun too. Outlet chef was really patient and didn't shout or scold me for making small mistakes. But I think I was improving as every hour went by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tiring today. Had to think and plan and decide alot of stuff to try and keep the project going. Meeting another motor company tomorrow to get our 3rd price quotation before we submit our purchase form. Motor is going to cost us about $495. Still waiting for school to reimburse my $100 expenditure on project materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think when I'm tired. Sleep now. Wake up at 7am tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-5686886463759618051?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5686886463759618051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=5686886463759618051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5686886463759618051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5686886463759618051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4118019941760809412</id><published>2009-09-22T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:37:11.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wish I could be better than this.&lt;br /&gt;My happiness depends on yours.&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/6934465166052027977-4118019941760809412?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4118019941760809412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=4118019941760809412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4118019941760809412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4118019941760809412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/wish-i-could-be-better-than-this.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-9124279490109648739</id><published>2009-09-20T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:54:30.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=scan0005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/scan0005.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;That's my half of the neoprint!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out in the afternoon with Esther to Bugis for lunch and to catch The Ugly Truth. She ordered Pig Organ soup but it turned out to be Pig Liver soup...lol. At least she had the Bak Kut Teh which wasn't too bad. We went to Filmgarde at Iluma and the cinema was very new and quite spacious actually, especially the legroom area. Plenty of space to walk along the seats, unlike other cinemas where you have to keep saying "excuse me...sorry!!". The movie was pretty okay. Funny at times but again like with The Proposal, the storyline was a bit weak and the ending was quite corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis Junction to that neoprint place and took a whole bunch of neoprints. It was only like my 2nd or 3rd time taking neoprints so I was a complete idiot who had no idea what was going on. It was very very fun anyway...I'm beginning to understand why it was so popular before...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to send her off quickly to work after that. We were 30mins late but the manager was nice and didn't scold her or anything....sorry honey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have work again tonight at 6pm. I'm probably going to finish at 4am again because of poor scheduling by the manager. Oh well...that just means more money for me. Okay...I'm getting sleepy again. I'm gonna play one game of DOTA then go back to sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday? Phobia? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-9124279490109648739?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9124279490109648739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=9124279490109648739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/9124279490109648739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/9124279490109648739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-my-half-of-neoprint-went-out-in.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_scan0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4105187112732537149</id><published>2009-09-18T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:56:35.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Managed to squeeze in a little time to blog before heading off to work later at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a pretty busy week for me compared to my usual standards. My project has been moving forward and backwards so much that I'm starting to get panicky. So many things have not been finalised especially my designs. It's like trying to make progress without a plan and along the way there are so many complications and mistakes. Like the other day, I went down to the industrial estates in Jurong to purchase two stainless steel rods and ball bearings. Today I find out that the rods bend under a heavy load. One of the Technical Support Officers (TSO) was kind enough to explain that solid metal will always bend more compared to hollow pipes. So I have to go down and purchase another set of hollow pipes and another set of bearings to fit. Which by the way aren't cheap. The bearings cost about $70 for 4 pieces. At least the school is paying for it, but what a waste of time isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my results today. I passed all my modules which is a good thing and my GPA was 2.23. Highest I ever achieved in school so far. I got a B for my FYP1 which really lifted my spirits but next semester's FYP2 is worth 15 credits compared to FYP1 of 5 credits. I have to work triple hard now. The project must work. It must, it must, it must, otherwise I'll be a failure and an embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to see Esther much this week. I only saw her for about an hour last night when she came to pick me up after work at AMK. I sent her home quickly because her sister would get really mad if she came home late. We have a movie date tomorrow but the both of us have to work after that, so again its only for a few short hours (can't wait!! =) ) . Next week is going to be hell week for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday (Public Holiday): No plans.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Work at OYP 6 - 11pm&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Work at AMK 6 - 11pm&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Work at AMK 6 - 11pm&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Work at F1 8 - 8pm&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Work at F1 8 - 8pm&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Work at F1 8 - 8pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could see you more often. You're like my energy source. Everytime I see you and when I'm with you, I forget all my problems and my stress just slips away. I'm happy, refreshed and full of energy. But the both of us have to work because money doesn't come our way that easily. I hope I get to see you on Monday before my hell week starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make sure that the week after that I'm going to make myself as free as possible so I get to see you. I miss you so badly you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Learns To Rock - Forever And A Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the night has come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and the day is done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm always thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you are in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You are everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in the every thing I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I could keep this moment in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if I could make you forever mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Baby I'm lost in your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; from heaven above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You came to bring me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With you I feel I could stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in love forever and a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; through an empty home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just can't stop thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do you feel the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Could it be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; are you missing me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I see your face when I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I see a glimpse of your own paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you came from heaven above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm lost in your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Free as the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you give me wings to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My girl I feel I could stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in love forever and a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I feel that I could stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In love forever and a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5733_143660190936_566370936_3491707.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/5733_143660190936_566370936_3491707.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I'm late; but I'll always be there&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't say it; but I'll always love you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't show it; but you will always be  in my heart&lt;br /&gt;No matter the distance apart,&lt;br /&gt;No matter the time apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-4105187112732537149?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4105187112732537149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=4105187112732537149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4105187112732537149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4105187112732537149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/managed-to-squeeze-in-little-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_5733_143660190936_566370936_3491707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-6953531074806263347</id><published>2009-09-17T10:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:10:20.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent 5 hours travelling to Jurong East and Jurong industrial estates just to purchase these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00231.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00231.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00232.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00233.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00233.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to go to AMK Botak to help out from 6 to 11 last night. And again tonight. riday till Sunday I'm working 10pm to 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tiring. School (Project) and work. I need you by my side but you're already in my heart aren't you? That's enough for me =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-6953531074806263347?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6953531074806263347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=6953531074806263347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6953531074806263347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6953531074806263347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/spent-5-hours-travelling-to-jurong-east.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-5231357109838613520</id><published>2009-09-16T02:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:53:54.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy 3rd Month Anniversary!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3rdanni.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/3rdanni.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm in love with your love&lt;br /&gt;In love with your face&lt;br /&gt;In love with almost everything that you say&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like it was just yesterday when I first laid eyes on you at OYP =) This is one memory that will never disappear from my mind no matter how old I get. Ever since our first date, life has been absolutely fantastic for me. A little busier and a little more tiring but still its just all so worth it to be with you. I've not regretted a single moment with you be it good or bad too. Every time I manage to make you happy or surprised, I'm so happy myself. Every time I manage to upset you, I swear quietly at myself and tell myself never to make the same mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry when you're out with your girlfriends =) I totally understand. It's perfectly fine to spend money too; just make sure you set your budget correctly and it will be alright =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do. I do!! I want to spend the rest of my life with you too!! I have to have that big gigantic TV okay? That's one thing our house must have no matter what. It's going to be the first thing we're going to put in our empty house. The TV, Starhub cable, a giant fridge, a ultra comfortable sofa and aircon. Top 5 priority things...wahahhahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, some people are probably thinking "Look at these two idiots. So young already thinking so far. It's never going to happen." Well it's just too bad for you! Some people are rich, some people are smart. It just so happens that these two people here live on dreams and work toward it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you like I do. Love you now and always will. Here's to a incredible life ahead of us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tread softly,&lt;br /&gt;for you tread on my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-5231357109838613520?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5231357109838613520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=5231357109838613520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5231357109838613520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5231357109838613520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-3rd-month-anniversary-im-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_3rdanni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1879555898148369900</id><published>2009-09-13T23:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T01:06:15.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a great day out with Esther today!! Met her at 2.30 to have a late lunch at AMK Hub Pepper Lunch. Food was pretty nice but we couldn't finish the Caramel and Black Sesame ice creams. Too much and too sweet. Then we took a train down to Somerset to look for a pair of Lacoste sneakers she wanted very badly. We thought it Sportslink had the shoes so we went to Orchard Central to check out the place. Didn't really have much time to explore the place properly though. Anyway, it turns out that Sportslink doesn't sell Lacoste products at all. We crossed the road to Centerpoint and tadah!! Royal Sporting House had it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting the shoes we popped by Marks &amp;amp; Spencer to buy some tidbits to munch on. Bought a packet of piggy shaped sweets and 3 boxes of red currant biscuits to bring home. Again we took the train to Clarke Quay and she brought me to Liang Court (which I've never been to before). According to her the entire shopping mall had a make over because the last time she was there, it was a completely dead place. We were feeling greedy so we bought a small box of sushi from the supermarket at the basement. Sat at McDonald's to savour the sushi and very spicy wasabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Khatib after that for her yoga class but ended up a few minutes late...sorry!! I hung around at this cafe for about an hour before sending her back home after class. We didn't get to do henna like we hoped to do...sorry again!! We'll make time for it on our next date. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00229.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/DSC00229.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00228.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/DSC00228.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sterass.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/sterass.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=okokok.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/okokok.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=okok.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/okok.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=okok.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/okok.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;current=kittyfishcake.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/kittyfishcake.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0817.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/Ster0817.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sushi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/sushi.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1 week without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1879555898148369900?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1879555898148369900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1879555898148369900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1879555898148369900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1879555898148369900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/had-great-day-out-with-esther-today-met.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Princess%20and%20I/th_DSC00229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2764497473562852066</id><published>2009-09-12T04:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T04:43:07.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A good morning text from you is my: Coffee.&lt;br /&gt;A good night kiss from you is my: Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;A hug from you is my: Comfort.&lt;br /&gt;A one hour McDonald's breakfast with you is: Priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2764497473562852066?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2764497473562852066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2764497473562852066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2764497473562852066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2764497473562852066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-morning-text-from-you-is-my-coffee.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4758566498706734970</id><published>2009-09-11T07:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:27:31.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to be late for school because I'm typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryant, you're a Class A fool do you know that? Since the day you were born, you have been making the wrong decisions in life. Everything has more or less been laid out nicely in life for you. Sometimes you think you're less fortunate than others. Other kids had toys while all you got were story books and educational puzzles. In a way that's better than toys because I learnt alot of stuff. But in the process, look what it made me today? I'm objective driven, efficient, technical and a perfectionist. You give me a job to do and I will complete it as close to perfection as I possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you are probably thinking: Wow...I wish I could be like him. So naturally smart. He can study almost any subject and he knows almost all the answers to everything. He can solve almost any problem I give him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, if you put it this way, then yes. I am all those things. But let me tell you something. This world thrives and survives on balance. 1 + 1 = 2. If I take away 1 on one side, I have to add 1 on the other side 0 + 2 = 2. Yes, I do realise that I'm generally smarter and intuitive than other people but what I have sacrificed for all this are emotions and communication. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. My EQ is pretty sensitive. I can tell a person's mood when most other people can't, but the problem is that I don't know how to let it out verbally or through body language. When a person walks into a room, the first thing is look at is his eyes. I'm able to look deep within his eyes and judge his feelings. But if he's sad and blue, I won't know how to console him and make him feel better. If I know the person well, I would probably offer a listening ear and offer any advice I think would be useful. If I didn't know him that well, you would probably see me saying something like "Eh....why so late!!!" to cover up any sign that I'm aware of his feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people around me have suffered because of this. My girlfriend, my friends and my family. (Most of you are thinking right now: Eh...look. He placed his girlfriend first followed by friends and his family last. Such an unloving person.) I'm afraid that's true. It all started out with my family. They were the first to experience this under developed side of me. Whenever I was angry or sad I didn't know how to tell them. I felt like they couldn't help me with anything so I just kept quiet and locked myself in my room and blasted music depending on my mood. Many years went by and I slowly distanced myself from them to a point where sometimes I don't even say a word to anyone in the house for a day. The one member of my family to experience the worse of this is my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next to suffer from this are my friends. Generally BHSS people. I know alot of my classmates used to hate my guts back in school. Bryant the jackass. Bryant thinks he knows every damn thing. Bryant has all the answers and jumps in everytime to act like the hero. Unfortunately yes. I do jump in most of the time with the right answers but I honestly did not do it because I wanted to be the hero. I just felt that if I couldn't be a social person, then I have to work on my strengths. I felt that if I didn't make myself noticed, then I would be a loser and a nobody in this world. Let's be honest. You already know I'm not great at socialising. I'm not fantastic at sports either. All I wanted was some status amongst the people I knew. When people around you slowly leave your life, you always remember them because of something. Every class had people with status. Like John the handsome one. Or Tom the sporty one, always scoring goals. Or Daniel the joker, always making people laugh. Or Michael the rich one. But who was I? I was none of those. In fact, I was pretty much a nobody. I wanted to be heard and seen, but most of all I wanted to be remembered. That's why I did all those things. Guys, I know its been 3 years since we all last sat together as a class but for all those things I've said and done to hurt each and everyone of you, I'm truly sorry. I can't take anything back but I can only hope you can forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest person to take this crap from me is Esther. To be honest, I'm a little surprised she hasn't threatened to leave me or anything. All the little stupid things that I've done to make you upset are all linked to what I am. Another thing is that I have this need to please everyone around me. Even if I'm overloaded with work and someone asks me to help him, I'll say yes. Even when I'm broke and someone wants to borrow money, I'll say yes. Maybe I'm a fool and a pushover but somehow I always put myself in their shoes and pity them. If I were them and someone was kind enough to help me out, I would be so ever grateful. But I think its time I learnt how to say no. I have to learn how to prioritise things in life. I'm not using my parents as an excuse for what I've become because every parent has their own specific way of bringing up their child. I'm trying to change for you and everyone else because I don't want to lose any of you. Especially you. It's not easy but I'll try my very best. If you do happen to find out what methods I'm using to make myself a better person, don't laugh okay? It may seem ridiculous but if it works, why not use it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a wonderful person. You're a girlfriend and a friend. You've been so patient with me and my stupidity all this while and I thank you for that. I've made plenty of bad decisions in life but being with you is definitely the best one I've ever made. I think I've changed a little so far because these days when I'm stressed at school or when I'm feeling down, I just have this urge to call you and talk to you. Before that, all I did was to go home, blast music and sleep it off. But let me tell you that is wonderful to hear your voice after a long day and hear out my problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't trust me anymore. I'm hoping that would change soon. But for now, that's what I deserve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-4758566498706734970?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4758566498706734970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=4758566498706734970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4758566498706734970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4758566498706734970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-going-to-be-late-for-school-because.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-8461731304165977833</id><published>2009-09-10T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:03:47.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Babyface - Sorry For The Stupid Things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we wish for the better&lt;br /&gt;When we have it good as it gets&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the grass isn't greener&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we find out, we forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes a fool doesn't know he's a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes a dog, he don't know he's a dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I do stupid things to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When I really don't mean it at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes a man is gon' be a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's not an excuse, it's just how it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes the wrong, don't know that they wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes the strong, ain't always so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes a girl is gon' be a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She don't wanna deal with all the drama in your world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God knows I don't mean to give it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So girl, I'm sorry for the stupid things, I wish I didn't do but I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I was smarter&lt;br /&gt;Wish I was a bit more like you&lt;br /&gt;Not making stupid decisions made at the last minute&lt;br /&gt;You live to regret when it's through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sometimes a fool, doesn't know he's a fool&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes a dog, he don't know he's a dog&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I do stupid things to you&lt;br /&gt;When I really didn't mean it at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a man is gon' be a man&lt;br /&gt;It's not an excuse, it's just how it is&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the wrong, don't know that they wrong&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the strong, ain't always be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a girl is gon' be a girl&lt;br /&gt;She don't wanna deal with all the drama in your world&lt;br /&gt;God knows I don't mean to give it to you&lt;br /&gt;So girl, I'm sorry for the stupid things, I wish I didn't do but I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a fool doesn't know he's a fool&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes a dog, he don't know he's a dog&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do stupid things to you&lt;br /&gt;When I really didn't mean it at all, at all, at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a man is gon' be a man&lt;br /&gt;It's not an excuse, it's just how it is&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the wrong, don't know that they wrong&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the strong, ain't always so strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a girl is gon' be a girl&lt;br /&gt;She don't wanna deal with all the drama in your world&lt;br /&gt;God knows I don't mean to give it to you&lt;br /&gt;So girl, I'm sorry for the stupid things, I wish I didn't do but I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a man is gon' be a man&lt;br /&gt;It's not an excuse, it's just how it is&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the wrong, don't know that they wrong&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the strong, strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-8461731304165977833?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8461731304165977833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=8461731304165977833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8461731304165977833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8461731304165977833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/babyface-sorry-for-stupid-things.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-7270763769836867196</id><published>2009-09-09T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:27:01.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay!! Blog time!! Yesterday Esther and I had a long day. We got up early to have breakfast at Northpoint McDonald's before heading to Hay Dairies Farm at Lim Chu Kang. We hoped to catch the daily milking session but we arrived a tad too late. We still got to see a lot of goats though. The farm separates the goats by age, so we saw them "growing" from puny sized ones to old shaggy ones the size of a pony. We shared a 200ml bottle of white goat milk ($2.50) and it was pretty good although the taste is stronger than regular cow milk. The next two planned farm visits were disappointments. It seems that the cow and dog farms were both closed permanently a long time ago. I could tell she was pretty upset because the farm visits were supposed to be the main events of the day. Wished there was something I could do to cheer her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0763.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0763.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0764.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0764.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0765.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0765.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0766.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0766.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0769.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0769.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0773.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0773.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0780.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0780.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0781.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0781.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we drove down to Jurong Point to catch The Proposal. Quite a funny movie but the storyline was a little too simple and shallow. There were funny scenes here and there but overall it was a good movie. (By the way, I do not look good in large oversized glasses). We were supposed to visit Botanic Gardens after that but that was cancelled because I popped by my school to check up on my project members and I ended up giving a lift to one of them to Newton. I'm so sorry Esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0792.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0792.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0790.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0790.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were getting hungry since we didn't have lunch so we had stingray and kang kong for our early dinner at Newton Circus. It was so so so delicious. My mouth is watering even as I'm thinking of it...hahaha. After dinner we went to Heeren to buy a birthday present for Kee Soon, one of her close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0798.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0798.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0797.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0797.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tastebuds were craving for something sweet and that something sweet happened to be at Ang Mo Kio. Shared a bowl of dou hua at her favourite place and it was just right for the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to call it a night after that because her mum would scold her again if she stayed out too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;This day goes into my top 10 favourite dates with you. =)&lt;br /&gt;Let me say this again: It was incredibly awesome to have the whole day with you. Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/PICT0023.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/PICT0013.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/PICT0070.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/PICT0030.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Dug up some old photos from London in 2007)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-7270763769836867196?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7270763769836867196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=7270763769836867196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7270763769836867196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/7270763769836867196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-blog-time-yesterday-esther-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-103315494336680710</id><published>2009-09-09T07:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T07:10:11.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't have time to blog last night and I'm preparing for school right now. &lt;br /&gt;I'll blog properly tonight.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just quickly sum up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was just simply awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-103315494336680710?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/103315494336680710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=103315494336680710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/103315494336680710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/103315494336680710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/didnt-have-time-to-blog-last-night-and.html' 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src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00217.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00220.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00220.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00218.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00218.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00219.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-8232533577334878596?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8232533577334878596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=8232533577334878596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8232533577334878596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8232533577334878596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-5473278373166116509</id><published>2009-09-04T09:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:14:24.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss your touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss that familiar smell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;olding your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss your hugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss your voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss your kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-5473278373166116509?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5473278373166116509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=5473278373166116509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5473278373166116509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5473278373166116509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-your-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-877446730897385640</id><published>2009-08-31T15:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:24:01.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, went back to BHSS for Teacher's Day... Quite disappointing because almost half the teachers are new. Form teacher Ms Lim was sick at home so me and Hazzy didn't get to see her at all. Only said Hi to Mrs Raj our English teacher and somehow we have to go back to BHSS on Thursday and Friday because some of the students want to do a domino like ours back in 2006. Copycats. Idea stealers. The two of us are supposed to guide them along on how to do it and offer suggestions and feedback on their domino. Arghhh... Couldn't say no to a teacher right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are some photos from the 2006 CNY domino we made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HazzyandDomino.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/HazzyandDomino.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Hazzycheckingstandards.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Hazzycheckingstandards.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MakingofDomino1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/MakingofDomino1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MakingOfDomino2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/MakingOfDomino2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Makingofdomino4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Makingofdomino4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Makingofdomino5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Makingofdomino5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Makingofdomino6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Makingofdomino6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FinalOutcome2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/FinalOutcome2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Domino1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Domino1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Domino2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Domino2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Domino2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Domino2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you impressed? I hope so because that took alot of hard work... =) Good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=i_miss_you-7378.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/i_miss_you-7378.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Esther Tan Yueling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-877446730897385640?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/877446730897385640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=877446730897385640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/877446730897385640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/877446730897385640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-went-back-to-bhss-for-teachers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2596375021695570908</id><published>2009-08-28T06:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T07:53:43.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to miss you so much over the next few days. 10 days and counting. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How Do I Live Without You - LeAnn Rimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;How do I get through one night without you&lt;br /&gt;If I had to live without you&lt;br /&gt;What kind of life would that be&lt;br /&gt;Oh I, I need you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Need you to hold&lt;br /&gt;You're my world, my heart, my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever leave&lt;br /&gt;Baby you would take away everything good in my life&lt;br /&gt;And tell me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without you&lt;br /&gt;I want to know&lt;br /&gt;How do I breathe without you&lt;br /&gt;If you ever go&lt;br /&gt;How do I ever, ever survive&lt;br /&gt;How do I&lt;br /&gt;How do I&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how do I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you, there'd be no sun in my sky&lt;br /&gt;There would be no love in my life&lt;br /&gt;There'd be no world left for me&lt;br /&gt;And I, oh Baby, I don't know what I would do&lt;br /&gt;I'd be lost if I lost you&lt;br /&gt;If you ever leave&lt;br /&gt;Baby you would take away everything real in my life&lt;br /&gt;And tell me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without you&lt;br /&gt;I want to know&lt;br /&gt;How do I breathe without you&lt;br /&gt;If you ever go&lt;br /&gt;How do I ever, ever survive&lt;br /&gt;How do I&lt;br /&gt;How do I&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how do I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me baby&lt;br /&gt;How do I go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever leave&lt;br /&gt;Baby you would take away everything&lt;br /&gt;Need you with me&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't you know that you're everything good in my life&lt;br /&gt;And tell me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without you&lt;br /&gt;I want to know&lt;br /&gt;How do I breathe without you&lt;br /&gt;If you ever go&lt;br /&gt;How do I ever, ever survive&lt;br /&gt;How do I&lt;br /&gt;How do I&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how do I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without you&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without you baby&lt;br /&gt;How do I live....  &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/6934465166052027977-2596375021695570908?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2596375021695570908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2596375021695570908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2596375021695570908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2596375021695570908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-going-to-miss-you-so-much-over-next.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4106075727550092154</id><published>2009-08-27T21:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:25:59.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Photos from Monday's dinner. Short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture093.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture080.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture080.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture076.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture076.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=Picture089.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture089.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=Picture083.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture083.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=Picture090.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture090.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=Picture082.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture082.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=Picture081.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture081.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=Picture075.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture075.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=Picture088.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture088.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture084.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture084.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=Picture079.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture079.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=Picture092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Picture092.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&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;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes I ask myself these questions:&lt;br /&gt;Do I really deserve to be with such a wonderful girl like you?&lt;br /&gt;Have I worked hard enough to make you happy and keep you happy?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just another failure?&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/6934465166052027977-4106075727550092154?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4106075727550092154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=4106075727550092154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4106075727550092154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4106075727550092154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/photos-from-mondays-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-8972388534507414063</id><published>2009-08-25T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T19:37:20.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;爱能不能够永远单纯没有悲哀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想带妳骑单车&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想这样没担忧唱著歌一直走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱可不可以简简单单没有伤害&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳靠著我的肩膀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳在我胸口睡著&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;我想就这样牵著妳的手不放开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-8972388534507414063?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8972388534507414063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=8972388534507414063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8972388534507414063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8972388534507414063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4695329353897262715</id><published>2009-08-25T09:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T10:31:55.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been doing much these few days except study for exam on Wednesday. Went for family gathering at my cousin's new condo on Sunday to visit her 1 year old son. The usual family talk, updates in our lives and "Your baby is soooooo cute!!"...hahaha. Met baby for dinner last night..Xin Wang Cafe at North Point. Haven't been there for quite a while and the place has really changed quite a bit. I was really stuffed after dinner so we took a long walk to Bottle Tree Park where we took some nice photos with the light from sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I really do well for my paper on Wednesday. I know I haven't been exactly hardworking during class but I've spent the last one week studying and I think I really know my stuff. After that paper, I get semi freedom!! September holidays have to go back to school for FYP but I can work night shifts!! =) Really hope the money is going to get better. 2 months of hard work should be good for my health and my bank account. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry people...no photos for the time being!! The pictures are with the missus as usual...when she posts it I'll have them up here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You want to know how much I love you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's not a full glass - it's an overflowing lake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's not  10 out of 10 fingers - it's both our fingers and toes combined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-4695329353897262715?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4695329353897262715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=4695329353897262715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4695329353897262715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4695329353897262715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/havent-been-doing-much-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1407523605444733780</id><published>2009-08-19T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:51:22.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Art from the heart. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before baking: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00424.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00424.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh from the oven:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00425.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00425.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures say a thousand words. This piece of art from the heart does not need to say anything. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1407523605444733780?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1407523605444733780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1407523605444733780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1407523605444733780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1407523605444733780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/art-from-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2482232054008593092</id><published>2009-08-16T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:46:35.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow!! Went out with baby yesterday and I think that was one of the most fun dates ever. Definitely within my top 10 list. Hahahaha...we walked around Ion at Orchard for the most part of the day. Had a very very nice lunch there...very good food at the basement I must say. Walked around the basement levels and I bought a T-shirt from Zara, $16.90. Then we strolled over to Heeren to check out more shops before taking a train from Somerset to City Hall. Horrible things happened at Somerset and I have to say this is definitely one of the most unlucky things that has happened to us. Don't want to talk about it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to City Hall and walked to Marina Square to catch Orphan at 6.30pm. Pretty good movie with good acting, a good plot and good twists to the ending. I'll leave you a teaser: It's not your usual ghost movie. Anyway, headed back to AMK straight away hoping to collect the something which she dropped off earlier in the afternoon. The shop was about to close when we got there so we were like the last customer of the day. Hahahaha..sorry folks..can't say what it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to S-11 to have a late dinner...very nice claypot chicken with rice. A little salty but very very tasty..woooo!! Then I sent her home by 11pm and took a bus back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day. Tired legs. But very happy. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2482232054008593092?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2482232054008593092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2482232054008593092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2482232054008593092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2482232054008593092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-went-out-with-baby-yesterday-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-379042184390676021</id><published>2009-08-11T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:18:45.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooooooo!!! Relaxing Tuesday it has been....just slept in late, watched tv shows on my laptop, went down to workplace to get my pay cheque before heading back home for dinner. After dinner went to baby's place to surprise her when she got home and send her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty slack slack day. Tomorrow morning's classes are optional so I'll be sleeping in late again....wooooohooooo!!! One paper to study for only...test date is somewhere in the last week of August then after that partial freedom during the holidays =) Going to work as much as I can and I have to go back to school from time to time to make sure my project is making progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday going out with her again... =) I've got a couple of surprises in store for her...hehehe..hope she likes it!! Can't wait!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-379042184390676021?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/379042184390676021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=379042184390676021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/379042184390676021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/379042184390676021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/wooooooo-relaxing-tuesday-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2761841461987738803</id><published>2009-08-10T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:55:32.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well...NDP has come and gone. Didn't do much on Sunday..just worked from 12 to 4pm (pathetic 4 hours = $20 + OT), then I headed home to laze around and watch the parade. This year's parade was a little more interesting than last year's especially with those giant grid boxes...lol. It must have been so tiring for the performers to climb up and down the ladders over a hundred times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have to transfer to a quieter outlet soon because my hours have really been cut down. I've only clocked 10 hours this week and to make things worse, the manager keeps bringing in full timers so she can kick out part timers. The operating hours for the Orchard outlet have also been revised to close an hour earlier because of poor sales. Damn you Botak Jones. Actually its damn you Bernie Utchenik (the owner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazzy has been thinking of finding a new job too..and I might just tag along because I could really use better pay. $7/hr at Kinokuniya: Carry books around, tidy up books, recommend books, work in air-con. Who doesn't want that? The only problem is that its really difficult to find another job which is as flexible as Botak Jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking the Monday Public Holiday slowly...I really want to relax and get back my energy before I have to dive into all that project work again. After lunch I'm going to cycle to Toa Payoh Central to buy a stack of blank CDs and then I'm going to really slack at home and just watch movies or TV shows. 3.30pm, I head off to Orchard to pass a CD to a colleague and then go over to Serangoon to pick up my sweetheart from work =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks!! Life may be stressful right now but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; makes everything so worth it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;For you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255,51,153);"&gt;I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;Who ever told you I was letting go&lt;br /&gt;The only joy that I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;Girl they were lying&lt;br /&gt;Just look around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of the people that we used to know&lt;br /&gt;Just given up, they wanna let it go&lt;br /&gt;But we're still trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you should know this love we shared&lt;br /&gt;Was never made to die&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we're on this one way street,&lt;br /&gt;Just you and I&lt;br /&gt;Just you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I never wanna see you cry&lt;br /&gt;I swore to you my love would remain&lt;br /&gt;And I swear it all over again, and I&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna treat you bad&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I never wanna see you sad&lt;br /&gt;I swore to share your joy and your pain&lt;br /&gt;And I swear it all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say&lt;br /&gt;That everything has got it's place and time&lt;br /&gt;Even the day must give way to the night&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not buying&lt;br /&gt;'Cause in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see a love that burns eternally&lt;br /&gt;And if you see how beautiful you are to me&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm not lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure there'll be times we wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But even if we tried&lt;br /&gt;There are some things in this life&lt;br /&gt;Won't be denied&lt;br /&gt;Won't be denied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I never wanna see you cry&lt;br /&gt;I swore to you my love would remain&lt;br /&gt;And I swear it all over again, and I&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna treat you bad&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I never wanna see you sad&lt;br /&gt;I swore to share your joy and your pain&lt;br /&gt;And I swear it all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I know of you&lt;br /&gt;Is the more I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;And more that I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;I want you forever and ever more&lt;br /&gt;And the more that you love me&lt;br /&gt;The more that I know&lt;br /&gt;Oh that I'm never gonna let you go&lt;br /&gt;Gotta let you know that I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I never wanna see you cry&lt;br /&gt;I swore to you my love would remain&lt;br /&gt;And I swear it all over again, and I&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna treat you bad&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I never wanna see you sad&lt;br /&gt;I swore to share your joy and your pain&lt;br /&gt;And I swear it all over again&lt;br /&gt;All over again&lt;br /&gt;All over again&lt;br /&gt;And I swear it all over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2761841461987738803?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2761841461987738803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2761841461987738803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2761841461987738803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2761841461987738803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/well.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-3138050331684772253</id><published>2009-08-06T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:38:44.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Change is on the way. Just as I promised. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working hard at my project now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I miss you badly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You can say those words for the rest of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and I'll never get tired of hearing them. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you already know that don't you? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-3138050331684772253?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3138050331684772253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=3138050331684772253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3138050331684772253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3138050331684772253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/change-is-on-way.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1498762370198649383</id><published>2009-08-04T08:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:01:04.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday: Work in the afternoon, Study for test at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Test in the morning, Make prototype for FYP presentation after test, Work on FYP presentation at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Whole day focus on FYP presentation. Powerpoint slides, final detailed designs (Motor location, lead screw, seat design, safety buckles) and calculations must be perfect and error free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: FYP Final Panel Review. This will decided if I pass or fail boderline or get an A for distinction. Product must be able to work theoretically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Whole day with my precious!! =) Morning/Afternoon movie and outing, Evening/Night at Luke's girlfriend's BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Work in the afternoon until 4pm. No plans after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Public holiday. Hope I can see my precious for the whole day again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=5bac7896.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/5bac7896.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stressed with school right now. Wish you could take my hand and take me to a place where there's only the two of us. Wish you could hug me and tell me that everything's going to be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1498762370198649383?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1498762370198649383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1498762370198649383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1498762370198649383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1498762370198649383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/tuesday-work-in-afternoon-study-for.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2375246548993634287</id><published>2009-08-03T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:25:43.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quick post before I get back to studying for Biomedical Applications. Been so busy the past few days...nothing but school and work and I haven't had the chance to see my precious. School is really stressing me out...I have a test on Wednesday and on top of that my final panel review for my FYP is on Friday. I have to prepare my powerpoint presentation and finalise my designs and every detail on how its going to work has to be explained. Purchase order forms must be filled up and be prepared for approval. Buy raw plastics, lead screws, bolts, nuts. Have to machine and fabricate a prototype on Wednesday after my test so the judges have an idea on how it looks like before working on the product itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early this morning to machine my prototype but when I reached school, the Techincal Support Officer (TSO) told me to come back on Wednesday because he was going out for lunch soon. Damn pissed off...I mean he's being very nice and helpful already. He recommended several solutions to my project and even offered to help us machine the prototype but I came all the way to school for nothing!! By the way, my supervising lecturer for my FYP is completely useless. I tried to meet him this afternoon to ask him if my calculations were correct and guess what? He was at home sleeping. Goddamnit. My group is totally on our own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for her to get back home from East Coast. She still hasn't recovered from ther sore throat...poor thing. I really hope she'll see a doctor tomorrow if it doesn't get any better...I'm really starting to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...back to studying...I really was hoping to pick her up from school tomorrow but I have to study for my test with my classmate after work. Shit this timetable, shit this FYP and shit all the viruses and bacteria and germs in this world who make people sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2375246548993634287?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2375246548993634287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2375246548993634287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2375246548993634287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2375246548993634287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/quick-post-before-i-get-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2465062962231191209</id><published>2009-08-01T09:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:14:55.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0510.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0510.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The prettiest girl in the world, Ladies &amp;amp; Gentlemen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ster0449.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/Ster0449.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And that's her boyfriend giving a weird smile...hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2465062962231191209?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2465062962231191209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2465062962231191209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2465062962231191209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2465062962231191209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/prettiest-girl-in-world-ladies.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-6624036097809213988</id><published>2009-07-30T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:07:43.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baby is sick tonight....poor thing =( . Please get well soon...drink lots of water and visit the doctor if you have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always there if you need me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-6624036097809213988?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6624036097809213988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=6624036097809213988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6624036097809213988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6624036097809213988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-is-sick-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-406681994084494794</id><published>2009-07-30T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:12:06.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a little busy the past few days...had school on Monday as usual and I didn't realise that I had a practical lesson after a lecture so I wore slippers to class. Damn..had to borrow shoes from an ex classmate...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was a slow day...decided to sleep late and pick her up after school. We left MDIS at about 3pm and decided on taking 153 back to Toa Payoh to eat. I changed my mind halfway through the journey and brought her to Mad Jack's at Adam Road. Pretty nice and friendly atmosphere there and it was air conditioned. A big plus for Mad Jack's and a big minus for Botak Jones. Hahahaha...She had the Turkey Bacon Burger which was alot nicer than a regular Botak Burger...probably because they did the bacon Medium-Well unlike BJ where they cook it Very Well Done until its crispy like a biscuit. I had the Swan Chicken or something like that...basically it was a whole turkey drumstick with corn, carrots and mashed potato. We both shared a plate of cheese fries that had mayonaise on it too...super fattening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was tiring. Hahaha...woke up at 5am to go down to her place to surprise her but as usual, she wasn't the least bit surprised. Oh well...just seeing her that morning and sending her to school already made my day =)&lt;br /&gt;She was supposed to come down to my school and then go off together to have lunch at Holland Village, then I would bring her to a nice place nearby to relax but she was pretty tired that morning so we cancelled the date. After my morning class though I decided to skip afternoon classes and head back down to MDIS to send her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took 855 back to Yio Chu Kang and we stopped by at Casuarina Curry. I had Mee Goreng Mutton and she had a lime juice...lol. After lunch we took a walk round a really nice park nearby and we sat down and waited for sunset until 7pm. We took some nice photos before sending her back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking alot lately...actually I'm always thinking alot but this time its about different things. Alot of "us" thinking and I must say that I see alot in the future. A future which I could never dream that was possible a few months ago. But with you now, I find that anything is possible...a year later, 5 years later, 10 years later. I feel kind of calm now...a little peaceful and secure. I find that I'm worrying alot less than I was before. I've never been so sure before about anything in my life. You're like crystal clear to me; I know what I want and I'm so very happy with what I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said that you're such a mystery to me but in every other way I feel like I understand you more than anyone else in this world. There will definitely be some things which I don't understand right now but I'm very sure that in time to come, I will slowly but surely understand you much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sit on the sand at the beach and hold your hand and have you lie on my lap for the next 30000 sunsets. (That's about 82 years...hahaha..). I want to laugh with you at life and make decisions with you. I want to quarrel with you over silly things and make up the next day =) I want to complain to you about school and work, and in a few years I want to worry about things like money and houses with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this to never end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-406681994084494794?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/406681994084494794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=406681994084494794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/406681994084494794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/406681994084494794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/been-little-busy-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-6835101105464850927</id><published>2009-07-25T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:35:29.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Pasir Ris last night to pick her up from a birthday chalet and we walked around for a while before sitting down at a nearby park to talk. Left Pasir Ris at about 1am and took a cab back to Ang Mo Kio to send her home before going back home myself. We chatted for a while over the phone until about 3am before finally going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was woken up by my mum talking loudly to the maid and I was so very annoyed when I had to get up and leave the room at 10.30am because my brother's tutor was coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met her at her block again at about 12.30 and we took the MRT down to Marina Square for lunch at Pasta de Wakaru where her sister works. Pretty good food there I must say. Aglio Olio!! I can remember okay? =) Hahahaha...will order that the next time I eat at Pasta de Waraku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we strolled around Marina Square and Suntec and I bought a Superman shirt from DC Comics. On the way back to City Hall Station we stopped by a Charles &amp; Keith store at Citylink to buy a really nice bag for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent her home at around 5.45 because she had to go get changed for her mum's birthday dinner. One of her lifts was filled with pee by the way...so disgusting. Then I had to wait at the bus stop for 20mins for 163...by the time I got home, I was pretty tired out from everything. Oh well...have to save energy for tomorrow because I'm working from 11 to 11. Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bummed. Sad. Demoralised. Depressed. Our time together has been cut down by alot these few weeks because of school and everything else. I wish I could just change the world to suit us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-6835101105464850927?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6835101105464850927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=6835101105464850927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6835101105464850927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/6835101105464850927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-pasir-ris-last-night-to-pick.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-485570895248400407</id><published>2009-07-23T19:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:14:26.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always make silly, stupid mistakes like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always make you upset over and over again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be like him. Or any of the rest. I'm not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid that one day I'll become like them without realising it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard. But sometimes it's just not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I ask myself: Do you regret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate myself. Like a fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-485570895248400407?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/485570895248400407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=485570895248400407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/485570895248400407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/485570895248400407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-why-do-i-always-make-silly-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1633915932078585612</id><published>2009-07-20T11:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:59:42.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For you: That's When I'll Stop Loving You - N'SYNC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When winter comes in summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When theres no more forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, that's when I'll stop loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sure you've heard these words before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I know it's hard for you to trust them once more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're afraid it all might end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And a broken heart is scared of breaking again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you've gotta believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll never leave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll never cry long as I am there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I will always be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will never be without love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When winter comes in summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When there's no more forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When lies become the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh you know then baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop lovin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop loving you yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As long as sunlight lights the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Light of love will be found in these eyes of mine (these eyes of mine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I will shine that light for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the only one, I'll ever give this heart to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I'm trying to say is, nothing will change this (ahh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There'll be no time you won't find me there (find me there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I will always be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will always have all my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When winter comes in summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When there's no more forever (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When lies become the truth (ohhhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well you know then baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop lovin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when this world doesn't turn anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the stars all decide to stop shining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Til then I'm gonna to be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gonna be loving you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ohh..baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well you know then baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop lovin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop lovin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When winter comes in summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When there's no more forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When lies become the truth (truth... yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well you know then baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop lovin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when I'll stop loving you (ohh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When winter comes in summer (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When there's no more forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When lies become the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's when I'll stop loving (well you know then baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's when I'll stop loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's when I'll stop babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll stop babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4608471471576194019</id><published>2009-07-19T09:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T10:08:32.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Sentosa with Esther and her friends Anna and Kee Soon for a picnic on Friday. It was a short picnic but a very fun one. Maybe its because I rarely have picnics..hahaha. 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href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-sentosa-with-esther-and-her.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1168552206735265245</id><published>2009-07-15T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:09:33.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She's having a terrible migrane again. I couldn't have felt more helpless when I saw her just crying from the pain...I wish there was something I could just do to take it all away. Sent her home in a cab and made sure she got into the house safely...please don't forget to take your medication. Don't skip it and try your best to remember to take it every meal time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=sid_ice_age.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/sid_ice_age.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=sabretoothedsquirreliceage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/sabretoothedsquirreliceage.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1168552206735265245?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1168552206735265245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1168552206735265245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1168552206735265245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1168552206735265245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/shes-having-terrible-migrane-again.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2981142357401317426</id><published>2009-07-14T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:52:17.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel terrible. I just woke up from a two hour nap and I think I've become worse. My throat was sore and dry the whole day and my eyes could barely open from the lack of sleep. Working in the sun didn't help at all and I think I've gotten a slight fever. During my nap I kept having nightmares and I was sweating like crazy...my pillow is still damp after 15 mins...My head was throbbing with a migrane the whole afternoon and I even fell asleep for a while on the table. The manager was really nice not to wake me up even though there were customers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're feeling better yourself!!! Today's outing should have picked up your spirits from yesterday...Ice Age 3 is really funny isn't it? Hahaha...Jing Xiong kept laughing like crazy when we watched it at J8. Let me guess who I look like: The mammoth right? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll feel better tomorrow morning...I have another Biomed presentation about bones and the lecturer has his occassional PMS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really missed you today =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I could see us holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the beach, our clothes in the sand&lt;br /&gt;I could see us on the countryside&lt;br /&gt;Sittin' on the grass layin' side by side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to hold your hand and climb every mountain together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2981142357401317426?l=an-uncharted-life.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-6934465166052027977.post-6541126132242351143</id><published>2009-07-10T08:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:14:26.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At SGH on Wednesday to consult Principal Physiotherapist Dawn Tan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00152.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00152.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00153.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00153.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00172.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00172.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00171.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00168.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/DSC00168.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-6541126132242351143?l=an-uncharted-life.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-6934465166052027977.post-4566915230604907980</id><published>2009-07-09T09:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:43:19.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have a little time to blog this morning during class =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a picture says a thousand words, what do a thousand words say? If words were meant to express feelings which are difficult to say out loud, then that's what songs are for. To me, there are only three ways I can truly express my feelings: When I speak with honesty and sincereity, with song lyrics, and with words I write myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm going to pick song lyrics; I made my mp3 repeat this song over and over while I was in the bus to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here Without You by 3 Doors Down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A hundred days have made me older&lt;br /&gt;Since the last time that I saw your pretty face&lt;br /&gt;A thousand lies have made me colder&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think I can look at this the same&lt;br /&gt;But all the miles that separate&lt;br /&gt;Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight it's only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles just keep rollin'&lt;br /&gt;As the people leave their way to say hello&lt;br /&gt;I've heard this life is overrated&lt;br /&gt;But I hope that it gets better as we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight girl its only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I know, and anywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;It gets hard but it wont take away my love&lt;br /&gt;And when the last one falls&lt;br /&gt;When it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;It gets hard but it wont take away my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight girl its only you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that pretty much sums up what I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is never easy and it never goes your way. You can try and try and hope that it will turn out to be better but sometimes it never does, but the difference is who you're with when you go through the tunnel. When you finally emerge into the light at the other side, you'll be so glad that you had that person beside you through everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That person I want to go through everything with is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you have all the happiness of the world in you. Everytime I see you or hear you, you share that happiness with me. No amount of writing, speaking or singing can ever translate what I feel like everyday now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're still with me in my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-4566915230604907980?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4566915230604907980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=4566915230604907980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4566915230604907980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4566915230604907980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-little-time-to-blog-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-5132070164470264315</id><published>2009-07-04T09:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:09:25.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work work work today as usual...couldn't sleep well last night. It was so hot!! Kept twisting and turning in bed, removed the blanket, slept on my left, my right, my front, my back. Finally woke up at 7.30am and decided to quickly update my laptop so when I get back from work I can start on my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work from 11 to 5, project from 6 to 9, fetch Esther from 10 onwards. Wooohoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep going, keep going, keep going. Can't afford to lose energy over the next few months. Go go go FYP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-5132070164470264315?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5132070164470264315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=5132070164470264315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5132070164470264315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/5132070164470264315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/work-work-work-today-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-3529904131310978084</id><published>2009-07-01T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:04:25.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay...I've got another 2 presentations due next week to worry about..time to go full speed with school again. Time is going to pass so fast that before I know it, it's going to be my semester exams. Tomorrow: Prepare for Friday's trip down to SGH, start research for next week's FYP panel review and begin preparing for BMA presentation in 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things can happen in 7 hours..It's fortunate that I'm really that good at what I do because no on else can do it as fast as me. Her laptop seemed fine this afternoon in school but when I got home I found out alot of little problems here and there. Have to reformat it again and redo the whole thing...Wooooo!! Been working on her laptop non-stop since 5pm...my ass kinda hurts because I've been sitting for so long. Ouch. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you do well for your coming exams... =) I really have no confidence in myself completing my FYP. I mean I've never done anything like this before...it's all new to me and unlike other FYPs, this is something I actually have to build and it has to work otherwise my group will be a laughing stock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once I wish someone could hold my hand and guide me through this mess. You've been doing a great job keeping me as stress free as I can be =) It's really helping. Love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-3529904131310978084?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3529904131310978084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=3529904131310978084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3529904131310978084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3529904131310978084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-2526217929801834398</id><published>2009-06-29T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:51:41.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Monday. Monday blues are here again and this time it's worse than other regular Monday's. School starts again today. FYP headaches are about to start again, mugging for tests will come very soon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good point though is that I've managed to get about 20 to 24 hours of work every week from now on. Yay!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...have to get over Year 3 sooner or later...please keep me sane sweetheart. I might lose my mind over the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream about you last night...hahaha..I'll tell you about it when I see you again =) Somebody's going to get to use a laptop soon!! Wooohooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love you like I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-2526217929801834398?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2526217929801834398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=2526217929801834398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2526217929801834398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/2526217929801834398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-825088065193605871</id><published>2009-06-27T10:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:39:53.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting ready for a birthday chalet...woke up just to find out that I don't have to be there so early. Daaaaaamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked very late last night with her...I just love the way we can talk and talk and talk..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go off now...Pasir Ris is a long way from home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S: You know I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 x 10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999  &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;times more than her. There's no limit to it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-825088065193605871?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/825088065193605871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=825088065193605871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/825088065193605871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/825088065193605871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-ready-for-birthday-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-8551582795699768237</id><published>2009-06-26T03:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T03:42:17.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 3.25am in the morning on a Friday. I've got insomnia...no idea why...I fell asleep 4 hours ago and now I'm wide awake. And I have no idea why I'm missing you so badly =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll wait for you to wake up before I try to sleep again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Your handwriting is like "WHOOOOOA!!!" =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-8551582795699768237?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8551582795699768237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=8551582795699768237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8551582795699768237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/8551582795699768237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-3.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-3202712794297168813</id><published>2009-06-23T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T19:33:51.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went cycling with her and her friends to Changi Beach yesterday. Covered 40km in total..it was okay for me but definitely tiring for the other 3..hahaha. Didn't do much today, just met her for lunch, came over to my place for a while and then sent her home cause she had stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the holidays to end...I so dread the day when I have to face my project again. ARGGGGGGGGH!!! Enjoy while I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-3202712794297168813?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3202712794297168813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=3202712794297168813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3202712794297168813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/3202712794297168813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-cycling-with-her-and-her-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-340892430290699583</id><published>2009-06-21T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:48:20.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOMEBODY told me at 2am last night that I had to come down to work this morning because of his injured leg. And it turns out that I didn't have to come down after all...ruined my beauty sleep. I was pretty lucky that the manager let me work for a few hours so I didn't waste my trip down to Orchard. Oh well...even if I had to go back home it was worth it to send her to work =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so tired today...have no idea why...had a little trouble staying awake while on the job. We finished work at 3pm and popped over at Cineleisure for a late lunch then took a bus back home. She slept during the whole journey like she always does...hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going cycling with her and her friends at East Coast tomorrow =) Not a very original place to go for cycling but it's the biggest place to go to isn't it? Planning on making our way to Changi Beach before heading back to the bike rental shop by 6pm...then bringing them to one of my favourite food haunts at Whampoa for dinner!! Then have to make our way back home =( Somebody has to wake up early for school the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study hard for your exams!! Not just the ones that are coming but your O Levels too!! You know I'll help you in any way I can =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quiet night tonight. I'm gonna get the best sleep ever tonight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-340892430290699583?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/340892430290699583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=340892430290699583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/340892430290699583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/340892430290699583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/somebody-told-me-at-2am-last-night-that.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1224166319844884021</id><published>2009-06-20T11:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T12:04:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was fun!! Haven't had a real date with her for so long until yesterday. Met her after school with Alicia and er...Mag?Maggie? Took 855 back to Upper Thomson Road to eat at Prata House. When my Mee Goreng came the ketchup HAD to fall straight onto my shoe. Thank you very much. At least the leather made it easy for me to clean off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We separated and Esther and I headed back to her place. Hung around her void deck while she did her stuff then headed back to the bus stop to take 855 back to VivoCity.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there around 3pm and we bought tickets to "I love you, man" at 4.40pm. Didn't have much things to do so we strolled around the place, went nosing around St. James and wasted a cup of 7-11 mashed potato...hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was a little draggy at the beginning but all the comedy and humour made up for it at the end..SOMEONE just couldn't sit still after half an hour =) Kept moving and fidgeting and shifting around...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a quick dinner at Banquet after the movie and we took a slow walk to Henderson Waves. How time flies when you're talking about so many things. It was actually a 45 min walk but it felt like 15 mins instead. The bridge was pretty fun...how she didn't realise that the bridge was inclining, I will never know. The highest point at the end of the bridge had some guardhouse for some reason..kinda weird. We sat down and started talking about all kinds of things then went over to one of the "waves" to lie down and look at the stars, but couldn't see many. Blame it on Singapore and it's city lights. It spoils everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the place and walked down to the bus stop at 9.50pm but still ended up 40mins late by the time I sent her home. Sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fun. I'm so not looking forward to when school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You're a combination of many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That's what makes you special and unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Only one of you can ever exist in the whole of history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1224166319844884021?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1224166319844884021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1224166319844884021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1224166319844884021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1224166319844884021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-was-fun-havent-had-real-date.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-1978674569000535513</id><published>2009-06-17T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:45:51.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa!! I think the fatigue from the past two months have caught up with me...I'm so tired these few days!! I think I have to sleep early for the next few days and try to catch up on sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I was perfectly fine when I sent her home, but on the bus back I suddenly felt very very exhausted and my eyes kept closing shut. Took a bath when I got home and that made me feel even sleepier...Decided to cancel on Kiff because I really had to sleep and I felt quite guilty...some other time okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm awake now at 9.42pm after a couple of hours of nap time. Waiting to get sleepy again so I'm searching for a new blogskin. I've been getting some weird comments about this skin so I'm going to change it...hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright!! Signing off now...I'm like the happiest, most fulfilled and complete guy in the whole world right now. One person has changed my life and I've not regretted a single moment before. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-1978674569000535513?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1978674569000535513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=1978674569000535513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1978674569000535513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/1978674569000535513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/whoa-i-think-fatigue-from-past-two.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-9180771538603804773</id><published>2009-06-16T12:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:09:02.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=) I'm looking forward to the next part!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an exhausting morning...a few messages and I'm tired after reading them =) Tired, but so very happy. Woke up at 10.30am and I'm feeling sleepy again at 12pm...So very very very happy though...hope it isn't distracting her day in school though..hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;When the visions around you,&lt;br /&gt;Bring tears to your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And all that surround you,&lt;br /&gt;Are secrets and lies&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your strength,&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you hope,&lt;br /&gt;Keeping your faith when it's gone&lt;br /&gt;The one you should call,&lt;br /&gt;Was standing here all along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will take&lt;br /&gt;You in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And hold you right where you belong&lt;br /&gt;Till the day my life is through&lt;br /&gt;This I promise you&lt;br /&gt;This I promise you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved you forever,&lt;br /&gt;In lifetimes before&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you never...&lt;br /&gt;Will you hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;I give you my word&lt;br /&gt;I give you my heart (give you my heart)&lt;br /&gt;This is a battle we've won&lt;br /&gt;And with this vow,&lt;br /&gt;Forever has now begun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes (close your eyes)&lt;br /&gt;Each loving day (each loving day)&lt;br /&gt;I know this feeling won't go away (no..)&lt;br /&gt;Till the day my life is through&lt;br /&gt;This I promise you..&lt;br /&gt;This I promise you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-9180771538603804773?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9180771538603804773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=9180771538603804773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/9180771538603804773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/9180771538603804773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-looking-forward-to-next-part-what.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-542039092698901456</id><published>2009-06-14T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:47:16.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went prawning with ETYL, her sister, brother and mum. 2 hours + $60 and we ended up with 3 pathetic prawns. LOL. Left her mum alone so she could enjoy prawning by herself and we took a walk. Ended up being late for meeting them to go home and she got scolded for nothing. All my fault actually...oh well. Mental note to self: Never be late when meeting her 3rd sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was boring as usual. Got scolded by the Manager in Training for not showing respect to him and for cooking lamb chops without asking him. Hahaha...I think he's a bit over sensitive about respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to get up at 9am tomorrow to open up shop. Sleep time for me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-542039092698901456?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/542039092698901456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=542039092698901456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/542039092698901456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/542039092698901456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-prawning-with-etyl-her-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4687473340119871941</id><published>2009-06-13T08:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T08:21:09.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhh...relax...start of my 2 week break...wooohooo!! Finally can enjoy life for a little while before I get thrown back into school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans for the next 2 weeks? Work, Sleep, You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I enjoy my life =) Simple yet fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm a rock,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Immobile and stubborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I won't go away - I'm here to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The sun may shine on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rain may pour down on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Winter may come in Summer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Or when's there's no more forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-4687473340119871941?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4687473340119871941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=4687473340119871941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4687473340119871941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4687473340119871941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934465166052027977.post-4742687838652981839</id><published>2009-06-12T07:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:29:42.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will do everything you asked me to do last night. Everything.&lt;br /&gt;I promised to change and I will. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=P6090496.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/P6090496.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=P6090501.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/P6090501.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/?action=view&amp;current=P6060588-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa256/buttwhacker89/P6060588-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934465166052027977-4742687838652981839?l=an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4742687838652981839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6934465166052027977&amp;postID=4742687838652981839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4742687838652981839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934465166052027977/posts/default/4742687838652981839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-uncharted-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-will-do-everything-you-asked-me-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>- Hiding in the background -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14253415198069416981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
