<?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-6007571490034825210</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:11:13.594+08:00</updated><category term='random-ness'/><title type='text'>I'm call Qi.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>223</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6061820563381841049</id><published>2009-05-11T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T12:50:40.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wondering about colours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Like death and taxes, there is no escaping color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. It is ubiquitous. Yet what does it all mean? Why are people more relaxed in green rooms? Why do weightlifters do their best in blue gyms?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Colors often have different meanings in various cultures. And even in Western societies, the meanings of various colors have changed over the years. But today in the U.S., researchers have generally found the following to be accurate.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span id="black"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.infoplease.com/images/clearpix.gif" alt="" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Black&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Black is the color of authority and power. It is popular in fashion because it makes people appear thinner. It is also stylish and timeless. Black also implies submission. Priests wear black to signify submission to God. Some fashion experts say a woman wearing black implies submission to men. Black outfits can also be overpowering, or make the wearer seem aloof or evil. Villains, such as Dracula, often wear black.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span id="white"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.infoplease.com/images/clearpix.gif" alt="" width="8" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brides wear white to symbolize innocence and purity. White reflects light and is considered a summer color. White is popular in decorating and in fashion because it is light, neutral, and goes with everything. However, white shows dirt and is therefore more difficult to keep clean than other colors. Doctors and nurses wear white to imply sterility.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span id="red"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.infoplease.com/images/clearpix.gif" alt="" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The most emotionally intense color, red stimulates a faster heartbeat and breathing. It is also the color of love. Red clothing gets noticed and makes the wearer appear heavier. Since it is an extreme color, red clothing might not help people in negotiations or confrontations. Red cars are popular targets for thieves. In decorating, red is usually used as an accent. Decorators say that red furniture should be perfect since it will attract attention.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The most romantic color, pink, is more tranquilizing. Sports teams sometimes paint the locker rooms used by opposing teams bright pink so their opponents will lose energy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span id="blue"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.infoplease.com/images/clearpix.gif" alt="" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Blue&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The color of the sky and the ocean, blue is one of the most popular colors. It causes the opposite reaction as red. Peaceful, tranquil blue causes the body to produce calming chemicals, so it is often used in bedrooms. Blue can also be cold and depressing. Fashion consultants recommend wearing blue to job interviews because it symbolizes loyalty. People are more productive in blue rooms. Studies show weightlifters are able to handle heavier weights in blue gyms.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span id="green"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.infoplease.com/images/clearpix.gif" alt="" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Currently the most popular decorating color, green symbolizes nature. It is the easiest color on the eye and can improve vision. It is a calming, refreshing color. People waiting to appear on TV sit in "green rooms" to relax. Hospitals often use green because it relaxes patients. Brides in the Middle Ages wore green to symbolize fertility. Dark green is masculine, conservative, and implies wealth. However, seamstresses often refuse to use green thread on the eve of a fashion show for fear it will bring bad luck.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span id="yellow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.infoplease.com/images/clearpix.gif" alt="" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cheerful sunny yellow is an attention getter. While it is considered an optimistic color, people lose their tempers more often in yellow rooms, and babies will cry more. It is the most difficult color for the eye to take in, so it can be overpowering if overused. Yellow enhances concentration, hence its use for legal pads. It also speeds metabolism. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span id="purple"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.infoplease.com/images/clearpix.gif" alt="" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The color of royalty, purple connotes luxury, wealth, and sophistication. It is also feminine and romantic. However, because it is rare in nature, purple can appear artificial.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span id="brown"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.infoplease.com/images/clearpix.gif" alt="" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Solid, reliable brown is the color of earth and is abundant in nature. Light brown implies genuineness while dark brown is similar to wood or leather. Brown can also be sad and wistful. Men are more apt to say brown is one of their favorite colors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Food for Thought&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;While blue is one of the most popular colors it is one of the least appetizing. Blue food is rare in nature. Food researchers say that when humans searched for food, they learned to avoid toxic or spoiled objects, which were often blue, black, or purple. When food dyed blue is served to study subjects, they lose appetite.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Green, brown, and red are the most popular food colors. Red is often used in restaurant decorating schemes because it is an appetite stimulant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There is another fascinating webbie that i think is cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;http://crystal-cure.com/color.html    ;) Try it out if you're interested !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6061820563381841049?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6061820563381841049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6061820563381841049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6061820563381841049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6061820563381841049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2009/05/wondering-about-colours-like-death-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-2187503150992767737</id><published>2009-05-09T08:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:21:44.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;How i wish to shout out to the world how important you are to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You may not believe it, but that's what i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything you say and feel affects me. Because i want to care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I will not be the one you choose to confess your problems with, but i was hoping for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is not love. This is friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-2187503150992767737?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/2187503150992767737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=2187503150992767737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2187503150992767737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2187503150992767737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-i-wish-to-shout-out-to-world-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8613532240407245194</id><published>2009-05-08T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:23:36.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm making life terrible for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ruining friendship seems to be what i do best recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6007571490034825210-8613532240407245194?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8613532240407245194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8613532240407245194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8613532240407245194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8613532240407245194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-making-life-terrible-for-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8211239607191322863</id><published>2009-05-08T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:10:55.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I just can't stop the tears from flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8211239607191322863?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8211239607191322863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8211239607191322863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8211239607191322863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8211239607191322863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-cant-stop-tears-from-flowing.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8379183924677808858</id><published>2009-05-07T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:05:07.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Ensemble Concert that is supposed to be held today, is Postponed !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protect against Influenza A, no large gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going HOME today.   (:  (:  (:  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8379183924677808858?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8379183924677808858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8379183924677808858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8379183924677808858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8379183924677808858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2009/05/ensemble-concert-held-today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-3520632774338608499</id><published>2009-05-04T08:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:56:50.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whenever I reach this site, i will feel a pang of sleepiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Had been like that for about 6 months. Wanting to post, yet so lazy to type it all out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's like... " JUST ASK ME LA. so i don't have to think so hard "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ya. so i started to ... stop blogging. LOL !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I actually wanted to blog about how i keep going to the wrong class since the new semester started, but i felt so sleepy that i just have to not blog about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Aiite.... will write again next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My Schedule from today, 4th May to.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[4th May, Monday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - Ensemble Concert Sound check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[5th May, Tuesday] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Band ( Tune-in session for Year 1s )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[6th May, Wednesday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - FYP and Committee Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(supposed to meet rw since 2 weeks ago, but always ended up with some weird things to do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[7th May, Thursday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - Ensemble Concert - Playing for RE-wind (Republic Winds)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Free Admission. Concert at 7pm - TRCC STUDIO (tell me if you're interested)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[8th May, Friday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - FRIDAY (NTH ON, AND HOPEFULLY NTH WILL BE ON)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[9th May, Saturday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - VESAK DAY. Piano Theory Exam @ 9am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[10th May, Sunday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - MOTHERs' DAY - will be celebrating with family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[11th - 13th May, Mon - Wed] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Interview and Audition session for the Year 1s (Band) + FYP meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[14th May, Thursday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - Band Practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[15th May, Friday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - HOPING NTH WILL BE ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[16th May, Saturday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - HOPING NTH WILL BE ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[17th May, Sunday] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Piano Lesson and Kickboxing lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[18th May, Monday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - Welcome Tea session for Year 1s (Band)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[19th May, Tuesday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - Band Practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[20th May, Wednesday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - FYP meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[21st May, Thursday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - Band Practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[22nd May, Friday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - HOPING NTH WILL BE ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and so on and so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Please add in that my lessons on Mon, Tue, Thurs and Fri will be from 10am - 4.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, If you wanna ask me out, find a time slot. Fridays are all out although i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;Needa Rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sighing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL. so packed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OH YA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Republic Polytechnic Wind Symphony will be having another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;concert&lt;/span&gt; on the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;13th of June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Name of Concert: "Viva - La - Symphonie 3"   - Hees !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tickets Prices @&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;$10 and $12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Venue: TRCC Theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Time: 7pm !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Order tickets from me ya !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If you buy 10 tickets, i'll free 1 ticket for you. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Only available if you buy from ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;) xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;till then ! tata !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-3520632774338608499?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/3520632774338608499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=3520632774338608499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3520632774338608499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3520632774338608499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2009/05/whenever-i-reach-this-site-i-will-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8737635392354481784</id><published>2009-03-28T21:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:54:47.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Some movies I watched these past 2 weeks :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Race to Witch Mountain (PG13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318244587574371298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/Sc4zRm8Do-I/AAAAAAAABXo/zZY6sZknmHg/s400/race-to-witch-mountain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of siblings with paranormal powers goes on a run from a diabolical group of men who wish to exploit their abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The Kids are good looking. The Rock is still too muscular. A VERY expectable story and ending.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall rating : 1 and a half star * ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Watchmen (M18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318244574959849794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/Sc4zQ38hUUI/AAAAAAAABXQ/lNRUVpKMiqA/s400/watchmen_movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most celebrated graphic novel of all time gets the big screen treatment from "300" director Zack Snyder in this superhero adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Story Plot was rather hard to understand. Had to google about it after the whole movie to slowly able to understand the show. Very draggy. 2 hours plus movie. Kinda Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall rating : 1 star *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paul Blart : Mall Cop (PG13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318244583532142066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/Sc4zRX4UHfI/AAAAAAAABXg/hX0vX6WMNwU/s400/paul_blart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Columbia Pictures’ comedy Paul Blart: Mall Cop, Kevin James stars as the title character, a single, suburban dad, trying to make ends meet as a security officer at a New Jersey mall. It’s a job he takes very seriously, though no one else does. When Santa’s helpers at the mall stage a coup, shutting down the megaplex and taking hostages (Paul’s daughter and sweetheart among them), Jersey’s most formidable mall cop will have to become a real cop to save the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A very funny movie indeed. Watch it ! Boring Start, Exciting Body and End. Laughing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Rating : 3 and a half stars * * * ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Knowing (PG13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318244579233866690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/Sc4zRH3ho8I/AAAAAAAABXY/YWhOa9pn7R4/s400/Knowing_Movie_Poster_Nicolas_Cage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A school teacher discovers a time capsule that can predict the future and believes that his family plays a role in the unfolding events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Another Alien movie. It is a little better compared to Race to Witch Mountain. The effects were really quite magnificent. Ending was really quite lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Rating : 2 and a half stars * * ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. My rating is just based on my personal view. You guys can watch the show and tell me how you think about the shows too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do recommend me movies to watch too. Ty ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8737635392354481784?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8737635392354481784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8737635392354481784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8737635392354481784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8737635392354481784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2009/03/movies.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/Sc4zRm8Do-I/AAAAAAAABXo/zZY6sZknmHg/s72-c/race-to-witch-mountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6472525900760545667</id><published>2009-02-14T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:37:04.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Valentines' Day !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months back, i was really looking forward to Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is proven that Guys are really not so adorable when it comes to remembering their dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolleyes. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Wasn't a really nice valentines' day for me because i've so nicely injured myself a day before valentines' day and is wearing a soft cast at my knee. ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i spent my whole day doing nothing. Nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So in conclusion, this year's valentines' day is just a normal day. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks for SOME kind friends who still remembered that i DO celebrate valentines' day and sent me greetings and blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. NEVER MIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Have Fun all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th - 24th February : Hong Kong Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th/ 26th/ 27th February : Out with 348 to have a farewell dinner for Elaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th February - 8th March : China Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th March : Masterclass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya. Planning ahead of time. Rolleyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I FEEL SO IDIOTIC. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6472525900760545667?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6472525900760545667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6472525900760545667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6472525900760545667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6472525900760545667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-few-months-back-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4543500587088330937</id><published>2009-02-01T02:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T02:32:15.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st clubbing night-out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Clubbing ~ (Pictures lost somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally had my first night-out clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite what I thought it would be. Not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. I'm really happy that the company I've got is damn cool and high altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, Shear; my bro's gf, her 2 girlfriends and some guy friends of my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of dancing going on. It was a wrong choice to wear boots. Although it looked really nice and all, still! it's damn tiring wearing the damn high heel boots. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really quite what i expected.&lt;br /&gt;Dance, drink, dance, drink, guys approaches, drink, drink, drink, dance, guys being real damn irritating with buying shots, dance, drink, dance drink and that's about all. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prove that i'm still not drunk yet, i've chosen to type the post right now. 2.29am.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Maybe a little drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos, who will want to post their virgin-clubbing experience? zz so not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Yup. That's about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Nice experience. Go try it out. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4543500587088330937?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4543500587088330937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4543500587088330937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4543500587088330937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4543500587088330937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-clubbing-night-out.html' title='1st clubbing night-out'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-2124617819546363510</id><published>2009-01-16T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:39:34.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Something to read  ! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN - The Go-Getter (Dec 22 - Jan 19) Patient and wise. Practical and rigid. Ambitious. Tends to be Good-looking. Humorous and funny.. Can be a bit shy and reserved. Often pessimistic. Capricorns tend to act before they think and can be Unfriendly at times. Like competition. Get what they Want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS - The Sweetheart (Jan 20 - Feb 18) Optimistic and honest. Sweet personality. Very independent. Inventive and intelligent. Friendly and loyal. Can seem unemotional. Can be a bit rebellious. Very stubborn, but original and unique. Attractive on the inside and out. Eccentric personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISCES - The Dreamer (Feb 19 - Mar 20) Generous, kind, and thoughtful. Very creative and imaginative..May become secretive and vague. Sen sitive. Don't like details. Drea my and unrealistic. Sympathetic and loving. Kind. Unselfish. Good kisser. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES - The Daredevil (Mar 21 - April 19)Energetic. Adventurous and spontaneous. Confident and enthusiastic. Fun. Loves a challenge. EXTREMELY impatient. Sometimes selfish. Short fuse. (Easily angered.) Lively, passionate, and sharp wit. Outgoing. Lose interest quickly - easily bored. Egotistical. Courageous and assertive. Tends to be physical and athletic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS - The Enduring One (April 20 - May 20) Charming but aggressive. Can come off as boring, but they are not. Hard workers. Warm-hearted... Strong, has endurance. Solid beings that are stable and secure in their ways. Not looking for shortcuts. Take pride in their beauty. Patient and reliable. Make great friends and give good advice. Loving and kind. Loves hard - passionate. Express themselves emotionally. Prone to ferocious temper-tantrums. Determined. Indulge themselves often. Very generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI - The Chatterbox (May 21 - June 20) Smart and witty. Outgoing, very chatty. Lively, energetic. Adaptable But needs to express themselves. Argumentative and outspoken. Like change. Versatile. Busy, sometimes nervous and tense. Gossips. May seem superficial or inconsistent. Beaut iful physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER - The Protector (June 21 - July 22)Moody, emotional. May be shy. Very loving and caring. Pretty/handsome. Excellent partners for life. Protective. Inventive and imaginative. Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of person. Needs love from others. Easily hurt, but sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO - The Boss (July 23 - Aug 22)Very organized. Need order in their lives - like being in control. Like boundaries. Tend to take over everything. Bossy. Like to help Others. Social and outgoing. Extroverted. Generous, warm-hearted. Sensitive. Creative energy. Full of themselves. Loving. Doing the right thing is important to Leos. Attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO - The Perfectionist (Aug 23 - Sept 22)Dominant In relationships. Conservative. Always wants the last word. Argume ntative. Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager. Hardworking. Loyal. Beautiful. Easy to talk to.Hard to please. Harsh. Practical and very fussy. Often shy. Pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA - The Harmonizer (Sept 23 - Oct 22) Nice to everyone they meet. Can't make up their mind. Have own unique appeal. Creative, energetic, and very social. Hates to be alone. Peaceful, generous. Very loving and beautiful. Flirtatious. Give in too easily. Procrastinators. Very gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO - The Intense One (Oct 23 - Nov 21) Very energetic. Intelligent. Can be jealous and/or possessive. Hardworking. Great kisser. Can become obsessive or secretive. Holds grudges. Attractive.. Determined. Loves being in long Relationships. Talkative. Romantic. Can be self-centered at times. Passionate and Emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS - The Happy-Go-Lucky One (Nov 22 - Dec 21)Good-natured optimist. Doesn't want to grow up (Peter Pan Syndrome). Indulges self. Boastful. Likes luxuries and gambling. Social and outgoing. Doesn't like responsibilities. Often fantasizes. Impatient. Fun to be around. Having lots of friends. Flirtatious. Doesn't like rules. Sometimes hypocritical. Dislikes being confined - tight spaces or even tight clothes.. Doesn't like being doubted. Beautiful inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-2124617819546363510?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/2124617819546363510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=2124617819546363510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2124617819546363510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2124617819546363510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2009/01/something-to-read-capricorn-go-getter.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-5275956771851519338</id><published>2008-12-28T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:11:27.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM SO TEMPTED !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284858446248896578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SVeWwajjaEI/AAAAAAAABV0/2xYO6x1GO3g/s400/sony-cyber-shot-dsc-t700-camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hmmmp !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284858451851729970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SVeWwvbX3DI/AAAAAAAABV8/AdW84CrnCS4/s400/sony-dsc-t700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Should I.. Or should I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall take the time to wonder before my pay comes in.&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/6007571490034825210-5275956771851519338?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/5275956771851519338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=5275956771851519338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5275956771851519338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5275956771851519338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-so-tempted-hmmmp-hm.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SVeWwajjaEI/AAAAAAAABV0/2xYO6x1GO3g/s72-c/sony-cyber-shot-dsc-t700-camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-585606166588851553</id><published>2008-12-20T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:35:04.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthdays ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAH !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been gone for so long. Thanks for all the tags!&lt;br /&gt;Don't think anyone will be reading this already. well.. i've been away for too long..&lt;br /&gt;But it's alright. Just post and see see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;I'm super busy as usual. And more busy than usual recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working, Studying, Working, Working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To earn for my Hong Kong and Taiwan Trip next Feb and Mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Nothing much now. I'll post when i can alright... with pictures and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last but not least, i would like to congratulate myself for having a FYP team !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY ! Although i don't really know the people in the team except for HIMBO, I am still super-ly happy ! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. ~ And and... Happy Birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthdays to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Papa       (Dad)        - 2nd dec&lt;br /&gt;Jun Jun (Cousin)    - 2nd dec&lt;br /&gt;Melvin   (Friend)    - 3rd dec  (born on the 2nd, but only reported for Birth Cert on 3rd.)&lt;br /&gt;Tabie     (Friend)    - 7th dec&lt;br /&gt;Shimah  (Friend)    - 9th dec&lt;br /&gt;Zi Qi       (Myself)   - 10th dec&lt;br /&gt;Leaf        (Sister)     - 11th dec&lt;br /&gt;Ean         (Nephew) - 15h dec&lt;br /&gt;Yani        (Buddy)    - 16th dec&lt;br /&gt;Ys           (BF.)          - 17th dec&lt;br /&gt;Zoe         (Buddy)    - 23rd dec&lt;br /&gt;Ruiwen  (B.B.F)       - 25th dec    (Merry Christmas too)&lt;br /&gt;Jia Le     (L.L.F)       - 28th dec&lt;br /&gt;Robin      (Friend)    - 31st dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday everyone !&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing !! ~&lt;br /&gt;Marlboro !&lt;br /&gt;Vodka !&lt;br /&gt;Macdonalds !&lt;br /&gt;Pastamania ! ~&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds ~&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Rings ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ ~ till then. !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-585606166588851553?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/585606166588851553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=585606166588851553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/585606166588851553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/585606166588851553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthdays.html' title='Happy Birthdays ~'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-7390247149798853682</id><published>2008-10-22T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:17:47.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In this period of my life, should i consider it a learning experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never been so humiliated. Okay. Many might think it's exaggerating..&lt;br /&gt;But.. I don't know how to explain how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should never had chosen the position.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I regret it. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&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/6007571490034825210-7390247149798853682?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/7390247149798853682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=7390247149798853682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7390247149798853682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7390247149798853682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-this-period-of-my-life-should-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-7967552491747551809</id><published>2008-10-17T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T15:04:44.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tags replied</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Replying to tags ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joey : POSTER ! 1 week and few days left. AHHHHHH............ =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYU : hahaha. in the end did you catch the joke? Maybe i'll put lamer ones for you soon ok ! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanz : Damn hilarious right. HAHAa. It's not really that funny. It just need lot of patience. HAA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phy : HAHAHA. same ! I read for quite some time also. When i finally understand it, i so happy. HAHAHA. JIAYOU ! HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hu!ci : LOL !!! next time buy one box for you. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pp, the pigcess : HELLO PP ! wait till rachael send me the pics, i'll post ur pic up ok.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;the pic BEFORE your ear is bitten off. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hees, slight update, my flu is gone. Still having the cough only.&lt;br /&gt;My knee is alot better now. Even without wearing of knee guard, yup, i'm quite fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps Zoe. : HA HA HA. FIRE EXTINGUISHER ! HA HA HA !&lt;br /&gt;(next time i'll elaborate) xD *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-7967552491747551809?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/7967552491747551809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=7967552491747551809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7967552491747551809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7967552491747551809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/10/tags-replied.html' title='tags replied'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4446649906483121210</id><published>2008-10-13T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:37:38.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joke of the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm reading a joke book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across many stupid and really funny jokes.&lt;br /&gt;But i just have to post this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try understanding it, if you do, you'll be half as genius as me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muniandy met Murugiah at a bus stop. Murugiah kept complaining of family problems. Finally Mniandy said, "You think you have family problems? Listen to my situation. A few years ago I met a young widow with a grown-up daughter, and we got married. Later, my father married my step daughter. That made my stepdaughter my stepmother, and my father became my stepson. Also, my wife become mother-in-law of her father-in-law. Then the daughter of my wife, my stepmother, had a son. This boy was my half-brother because he was my father's son, but he was also the son of my wife's daughter, which made him my wife's grandson. That made me the grandfather of my half-brother. This was nothing until my wife and I had a son. Now the half-sister of my son, my stepmother, is also the grandmother. This makes my father the brother-in-law of my child, whose stepsister is my father's wife. I'm my stepmother's brother-in-law, my wife is her own child's aunt, my son is my father's nephew, and I'm my own grandfather! And you think you have family problems!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. YEs. purposely no spaces in-between. Slowly read. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i can understand, so can you. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4446649906483121210?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4446649906483121210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4446649906483121210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4446649906483121210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4446649906483121210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/10/joke-of-day.html' title='joke of the day.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-5375272571680289426</id><published>2008-10-13T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:19:44.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=((</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hello !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT AT ALL ANY BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;maybe slightly better because i'm not sneezing as much already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a beautiful Weekend with 348 minus elaine.&lt;br /&gt;Will post up the pictures and all soon (when i get it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really joking with Naf yesterday about " yay. no school tml "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS REALLY JOKING. Because i've already packed my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night : Naf's nick : "yay. no school tmr! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for fun, i put..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" yay. no school tml ! "    too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHO KNOWS WHY... I WOKE UP THIS MORNING AT 5.35am (5 mins late)&lt;br /&gt;AND I HALF-RAN to the washroom. AND I FELL. LACK OF KNEE SUPPORT. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really really wanted to scream that moment.&lt;br /&gt;I just sat there until my father came into my room to ask me to hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he saw me sitting there. and.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You better stay home today ! (in a fierce tone) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i stayed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally came to realize that this time, it is really serious, my knee.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot survive without my kneeguard for less than 2 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night i fell, this morning i fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've always thought knee guards are useless.&lt;br /&gt;Now i finally agree that it is seriously important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO SEE DOC LATER FOR MY KNEE.&lt;br /&gt;TO TAKE PAIN KILLERs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WILL MAKE SURE I GO SCHOOL TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So angry with myself. Haven't go school for a week. I CAN IMAGINE THE LETTER IN MY MAILBOX. AND MY FATHER IS GOING TO BE FIERCE AGAIN DESPITE HE IS THE ONE ASKING ME TO STAY HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&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/6007571490034825210-5375272571680289426?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/5375272571680289426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=5375272571680289426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5375272571680289426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5375272571680289426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_13.html' title='=(('/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-7198000115572619659</id><published>2008-10-10T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:26:51.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HELLO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt the word from Yani..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not Joint. It's called Ligament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I broke my Ligaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i flew down the stairs yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And AND, because of that, i didn't go school today.. adding all up, i didn't go school for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND.. I'm going to receive a letter from the school soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDAND AND AND.. I've paid my school fees. =(( wasted.  !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replying to Tags :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazihah : hahaha. thanks alot ya. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Syu : aww. So sweet?Ahaha. i thought you only need Lorry and Yani. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wayne : So much for being nice. i'm 100kg. no need carry le. i take lift =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joey : wahh. i never post den all say i never post. i post le.. kana zoe scold that i sound like shooting her. HAHHA. honestly. 1/4 shooting only la. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries. I'll be fine, i'll be fine. I'm actually more worried about my nose than my knee.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like it's going to fall off anytime soon. Grr. 4 boxes of 500 pieces of tissues for the past 4 days. Just count yourself. ! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the knee and nose+throat,  I'm as busy as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of everything, I HAVEN'T DO MY PROFESSIONAL PROFILING's POSTER.&lt;br /&gt;AND IT IS DUED IN.... 2 WEEKs. OH MY GWAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. I need to send agendas for the meeting on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a GOOD secretary. Post again if i'm better tomorrow. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-7198000115572619659?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/7198000115572619659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=7198000115572619659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7198000115572619659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7198000115572619659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-update.html' title='little update.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-3284741807342832293</id><published>2008-10-08T20:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:15:07.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leg injury</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall explain how i injured myself and how serious it is. (as usual, in full details)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in my room's living room this rainy afternoon with 2 boxes of tissue and one big plastic bag. Yes. I'm having bad bad flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother had sent my brother to the clinic. My brother had gotten dengue fever with the temperature of 39.2 Degrees Celcius. Don't say it's not &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; high. Go check out what's dengue fever first okay. It's bloody dangerous can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm to cancel my kickboxing lesson + Piano lesson to stay home and 'look-after' the house. As the maid is in today, i've to open the door for her to leave the house and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so happenly that the house phone rang. And i stood up from my room's living room.&lt;br /&gt;Well. There's sofas, but i usually sit on the floor. I stood up and i think i pulled my right leg.&lt;br /&gt;Usually if i twist it, there'll be this.. "Clack" sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Nope. Nothing this time. So i thought it's just a stupid cramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat at the sofa beside the phone and picked up the call. (outside my room)&lt;br /&gt;It was my AUNT. She asked me how's my mum's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WHAT THE FUCK? SHE CALLED ALL THE WAY FROM KUALA LUMPUR TO ASK ME THAT?&lt;br /&gt;YEs. MY MUM'S HAIR IS NOW DISASTEROUS. THANKS TO HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She introduced my mum to HER hairdresser. And now my mum's hair is like.. My grandma's hair. REALLY. No wonder her hair is no better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, for your info, she's the aunt that i really can't put myself to respect.&lt;br /&gt;IT's too hard to respect her. I don't even like her to start with. She and her big mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i hung up the call, and stood up.&lt;br /&gt;WOAH. TOTALLY WTF again. I fell straight back on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Damn it, i totally twisted my right knee with FULL effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily ! LUCKY LUCKILY, This time, i'm fully prepared.&lt;br /&gt;I slowly dragged myself to my room and took out the "Japanese Bandage" that is supposedly bought for my dearest ZOE for Praque trip and band camps..&lt;br /&gt;I applied the bandage and put on my knee guard. and i half-limped to my sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally spoilt my mood for posting as that was what i'm planning to do before the phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;I took my mobile phone and called my sister. To ask if she can come home and send me to the clinic. (I didn't want to let my mum know. She's already so stressed out about my brother's dengue.) Sister can't. So i called my Dad. FOR THE FIRST TIME I THOUGHT HE WAS GOING TO SHOUT AT ME.. But nope. HE just said:"Lucky you didn't fell down the stairs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. It might sound mean to some of you, but that's my dad. He and his sarcastic comments. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as i hung up the call with my dad, my mum called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, Qi, can you please cook dinner today?"&lt;br /&gt;"ermmm. I can't walk down the stairs.."&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT!"&lt;br /&gt;"I injured my knee."&lt;br /&gt;"-toooooot tooooot tooooot-" she hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to stop the pain and all is to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;The more i walk, the more painful it gets, the more serious it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i slept.&lt;br /&gt;Until about 6.30pm, my dad came home and we set off to the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i enter the clinic, the doctor smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't visit me too regular okay.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. blah blah blah. This year 2nd time only wad... zzz.&lt;br /&gt;For the past 5 years, I'm his regular customer. Regular as in a few times a year.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it sound bad enough? LOL. (compared to zoe, not really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took off my japanese bandage and one touch, BINGO.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect painful spot. I was screaming like some weird crazy kid and the doctor is smiling.&lt;br /&gt;He's really ..grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your left joint tore again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH? orh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he touched the other side..&lt;br /&gt;(screams..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your right joint tore also."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH?! ahh. okay.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad : " She every few months will injure one leh.."&lt;br /&gt;Doc : " She lucky already. This kind of case, usually is everyday also injure one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " zzzzzzzz "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. The doctor continue to explore places around my right knee. Press here, press there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked me to turn over; lie flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Double screams..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your back joint also tore.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH, den i no more joint la?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Got.. Middle lo. Abit left. All gone den u cannot walk liao lo, ah girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I didn't expect it to be THIS serious. I thought it was like my usual twists, Apply medi, rub rub.. 3-4 days den ok liao de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not THAT pain. Not like last time..&lt;br /&gt;So i asked the doc how come not so pain but so jialat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor says:" Cos last time all healthy, den tore the left joint severely ma. Now is, LEft joint haven't recover, only add on right joint and back joint lo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you understand, you understand. I think i roughly get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad ask him how to recover faster.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor:" *laugh* you think so easy meh? Michael Owen go for operation leh. Operation expensive la. 1 week come here 3 times lo, Massage abit, let the muscle around the knee strengthen.. should be better in 6 months."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 5 years ago, all the doctors had been talking about 6 months..&lt;br /&gt;How many more 6 months? Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where got time for 3 times a week?&lt;br /&gt;My piano lesson also 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;My kickboxing lesson already reduce to 1 time a week already.&lt;br /&gt;Band prac is now 4 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai. Life is beautiful, but so tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just having bad flu and a badly injured knee.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, i'm perfectly alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're things you know you have to do, but you just can't. And no one understands.&lt;br /&gt;Can i skip band practice tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No i can't. But i have to. Possible?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, I can't go for kickboxing lesson, i can't drive, i can't walk that much.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what else i can do. HA Ha HA.. play game. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. There you go. Full detailed story of my life today.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda dull. But still, haha. a long post indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachael's birthday is coming up and the girls are planning on a stayover this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I was eager for it at first. But now, it's not like i wanted all these to happen. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only few reasons that i have to be in school tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Return Naf her laptop adaptor.&lt;br /&gt;-Go see PP gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. What a day. Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-3284741807342832293?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/3284741807342832293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=3284741807342832293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3284741807342832293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3284741807342832293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/10/leg-injury.html' title='leg injury'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8061169732958981000</id><published>2008-10-08T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:43:46.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hello Everyone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's finally time for an update.&lt;br /&gt;I shall make it a long long one to make up my previous'-no-posts. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. WTf. I thought i was going to write a long post.&lt;br /&gt;And just 2 mins ago, i injured my knee. Yea. I twisted my knee again.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Just 2 mins ago for standing up and walking over to pick up a phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. screw my post.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post next time. I need to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID FUCKING KNEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8061169732958981000?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8061169732958981000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8061169732958981000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8061169732958981000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8061169732958981000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-2995456768305518786</id><published>2008-10-02T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:00:05.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i promise a good one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go do my friend Quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's at the side bar. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-2995456768305518786?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/2995456768305518786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=2995456768305518786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2995456768305518786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2995456768305518786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-5544486806991612033</id><published>2008-10-02T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:47:43.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i promise a good update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, do give my friend Quiz a try .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's at the side bar. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-5544486806991612033?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/5544486806991612033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=5544486806991612033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5544486806991612033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5544486806991612033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz.html' title='Quiz !'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-55273282752197315</id><published>2008-09-28T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:49:53.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's so much i to blog about that i don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i choose not to start at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just have it in my mind, kill my brain cells and get it over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thinks having your mum nag at you or having your sister disturbing and scolding you is a very tiring process..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, i miss the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen my mum in a week because she needs to be in KL to take care of my grandmother and I haven't seen my sister in 2 weeks because she's working with her boss in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i truly missed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only question i have is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they away when i need them. It's not one, but two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To many of you, friends are the ones you all confide in.&lt;br /&gt;I do too, just not the way i should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当你一次又一次的被友情给刺伤，你就会渐渐忘了为何友情会存在。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Most of you don't know who i really am.&lt;br /&gt;I started blogging when i started poly, most of you reading my blog would be my poly friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened in my past, no one really know.&lt;br /&gt;And those who know, don't know i have a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family. love my friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like blogging further on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love purple roses, red tulips and white lilies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sunflowers please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-55273282752197315?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/55273282752197315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=55273282752197315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/55273282752197315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/55273282752197315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/09/update.html' title='an update.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-1782343661319568384</id><published>2008-09-26T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T15:44:10.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no time to elaborate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-1782343661319568384?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/1782343661319568384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=1782343661319568384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1782343661319568384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1782343661319568384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-time-to-elaborate.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-7026745459145659631</id><published>2008-09-23T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:43:02.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry for being such a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. that's all i'm going to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-7026745459145659631?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/7026745459145659631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=7026745459145659631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7026745459145659631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7026745459145659631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-5340802914530402423</id><published>2008-09-20T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:32:20.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad a week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I craved for Teh ais today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reprimanded very badly by my piano teacher just now for not giving in my free hours to practice my piano. First time she got so angry. but i didn't got THAT sad. at least not like the time whereby she scold till i cried. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. i'm a crybaby. happen to cry alot this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know for wad seh. I think my eyes full of water. next time should go see doc about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did alot of harsh things today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg. Spent 8 thousand pet money on my Pet in facebook.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. This week ain't a great week. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, smile hard ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ZiQi and her love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE HARD EVERYONE. life is so so going to be better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First bitter, than sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-5340802914530402423?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/5340802914530402423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=5340802914530402423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5340802914530402423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5340802914530402423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/09/wad-week.html' title='wad a week.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8729593324338728260</id><published>2008-09-16T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:43:35.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;people live, people grow old and people die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just hard to accept even though you try to tell yourself that it's better that they suffer the pain and live for another few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's harder when the person is close to you. very close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a happy girl with a blessed family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my family, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8729593324338728260?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8729593324338728260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8729593324338728260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8729593324338728260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8729593324338728260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/09/people-live-people-grow-old-and-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-3243143543396885162</id><published>2008-09-15T08:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:33:40.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here's an update !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Updating an update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought i would be left with a great deal of time after handling up my PP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With doing of PP poster, Piano trial exam, Piano main exam, Kickboxing lessons, this and that.. all coming up, i don't see any time left. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more, AGM is coming up.&lt;br /&gt;AGM IS TODAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's AGM ?&lt;br /&gt;AGM stands for Annual General Meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is like a meeting for the band comm leaders to present what they have done for the year and so. This is also like a "Passing Down" thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the General meeting, we will have to nominate new/ old faces up for election and all.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, 1 year had passed really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like it's just last last month when i just gotten my Librarian post.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. I'm faking about the it-feels-like-it's-just-last-month feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, honestly, i'm SEriously looking forward to the meeting later on.&lt;br /&gt;Phylis and I had prepared our slides for few nights. Wanting it to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;AND OF COURSE IT WILL BE.&lt;br /&gt;With me as the presentor, of course. Who am I? I'm the CRAPPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a nice flashback for me i guess. Last year, i'm not even friends with Phylis yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, i said my speech using small notes that i stuffed into my pockets at the last few mins before my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this year, everything is going to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall take some pics to show you guys if i can. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random update, I'm O-K-A-Y with my new class. Just one of two classmates that i'm avoiding. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's just the 2nd week of school and i've already missed 2 lessons. Totally woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do it on purpose ya. I'm real sick on one day and i overly overslept on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the holiday's fault. My sleeping time and supposed to be awake time is all mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;I've slept at 4-5am for the past 4 weeks now. Considering that the first 2 weeks of the 4 weeks is the 'holiday period', i don't really have much problem because i wake at 5pm daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that now that i'm back to schooling............ I'm considered quite deathly.&lt;br /&gt;Is deathly even supposed to be used like that? Grr. I'm just quite dead almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep at 10pm. I sleep at 3-5am. I have to wake at 5.30am. I only reach finish school at 4.30pm. Having band practice 2 times a week now(the least already), i reach home at 11pm on average-basis. So.. Really... find time for me to get my 'jet lag' fixed and all......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. lesson is starting. So, have a good day everyone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a super cold day and i've once again forgotten to bring my sweater.&lt;br /&gt;(haven't been remembering to bring my sweater ever since the semester started.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AGM, HERE I COME !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-3243143543396885162?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/3243143543396885162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=3243143543396885162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3243143543396885162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3243143543396885162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/09/heres-update.html' title='here&apos;s an update !'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-3687048239275719351</id><published>2008-09-09T08:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:02:22.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back !</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'M BACK !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've submitted my PP yesterday night at 2.18am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning at 10.41am, my PP is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Approved&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem is.... The Project Title is wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh HA HA... it's ok. at least i'm now DONE with writing the 2k words. WA HA HA HA HA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES MESELF, LOVES PP ADVISOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- written on 12.00pm with extremely happy mood -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-3687048239275719351?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/3687048239275719351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=3687048239275719351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3687048239275719351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3687048239275719351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back !'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-5424547607622706291</id><published>2008-08-22T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:54:08.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates here and there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one missed me for the past one week. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lappie was declared dead last Saturday. Totally Crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was doing my PP... and suddenly everything just hanged with 4 msn blinking windows, 4 word document files, 1 powerpoint file, 2 explorer windows. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about microsoft words and all is that.. if your com is having low batt conditions or perhaps someone accidentally switched off the power plug, It will somehow auto-save your file and you may be able to retrieve it again after switching on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to me was that.. I'm doing my PP. Actually, it was re-doing my PP..&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly the com hanged. The only way to stop the hang is to remove my battery with my power plug off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. so i did that. With a half-confident mind that the work will be saved. Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no one know why sometimes i'm SO unlucky that... It just didn't bulge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My laptop just can't be on-ed. Can't be switched on. Yes. Can't. CAN'T !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally like.. DAMN IT LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fine. Really. After trying all means to try getting the laptop to come alive with no luck, I quite accepted the fact. Like 2 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i sent my laptop down for service on Sunday. service and upgrading.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, Packed the bloody smelly and dusty and messy rpws library cupboard with Phylis.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Can't show you guys the picture of the Before and After of the cupboard, i'm still trying to not put anything in my lappie yet. (next time ya.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, confirmed with my lappie saviour that i'll be upgrading my Lappie's RAM and memory. Decided to try my luck to see if i can make it on time for wind ensemble practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only get to know that it was cancelled when i reached Sg. Fine. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, Had my car practical exam, passed with totally full marks. =)&lt;br /&gt;(GETTING MY LICENSE IN 2 WEEKS' TIME!)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't attend kickboxing lesson. Wanted to go for haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Found out that my hair dresser was ON LEAVE after reaching the shop. yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, Went for band combine and had a mini mini celebration dinner with Naf and FRIENDS !&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup. NAF's 18th Birthday uh !  Celebrated with whole group of guys. + Patricia, Yani, Zoe, Fatimah, Denise, Ya Qi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally funny. Had fun. Lots of weird jokes ! HAHAHA. can totally go out again ! HEES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my lappie saviour called to tell me that my laptop can't work because of missing set up files although the RAM and Memory are being upgraded. blah.don't know what la.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, today, had a slight error with reading the digital clock. Mistook 1.34pm as 11.34am.&lt;br /&gt;So continued to sleep until 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to wake up with a huge shock as my kickboxing lesson starts at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE BEST ARH.&lt;br /&gt;took cab down for lesson. Got cheated i guess. First time taking cab there, don't know the price.&lt;br /&gt;Most probably paid extra 2 bucks.  blah.  Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally not fully awake, the attacks were superb-ly painful.&lt;br /&gt;Made appointment for next few lessons to be on Sunday, Monday and Wednesday. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally gotten my lappie back. With Upgraded RAM AND MEMORY. WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is... my sister only tell me after upgrading the laptop that.... My laptop is kinda too old to function although having everything upgraded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAN abit rusty and stuff. TOTally like.. Thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. FINALLY getting to the last part of the post.&lt;br /&gt;Totally stupid and long-winded post ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the mood to post too. Just post because i wan to show off whatever i'm going to say later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DROVE ALL THE WAY FROM MY HOUSE TO JB CUSTOM TO FETCH MY BROTHER. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11PM AND WITHOUT LICENSE. =x YAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's 2 route from my house to the jb customs.&lt;br /&gt;Long but easier route ( lesser police checks )&lt;br /&gt;Short and harder route ( more police checks )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the long route to avoid police checks. Although my sister say that it's quite highly unlikely that there will be police check today and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching jb customs, i ask my brother to drive back. I'm tired already. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you are fresh drivers, you tend to get tired easily when driving.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you wan to disagree, that's ur problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so. my brother drove the short and hard route home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I GOT AWARDED THE PERSON WITH SUPER SIXTH SENSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S POLICE CHECK AT THE SHORT AND HARD ROUTE. HAHAHAH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO FREAKING LUCKY... WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I still haven't get my license (not officially).&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I didn't paste the "P" sticker. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. FINE FINE. IGNORE IGNORE. TOTALLY IGNORE THIS POST.&lt;br /&gt;JUST SOME RUBBISH AND ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. I CAN FINALLY START ON MY PP.. LIKE FINALLY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-5424547607622706291?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/5424547607622706291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=5424547607622706291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5424547607622706291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5424547607622706291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates-here-and-there.html' title='updates here and there.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-9051770695541612672</id><published>2008-08-18T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T02:36:11.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy belated birthday stanley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HMP !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Stanley :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hees, you made me guilty for not singing for you.&lt;br /&gt;So, i shall sing for you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so nice, i know i know. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Qi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* cough cough *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; 1&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- with alot of effort -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday To You ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You are born in the Zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;With the Monkeys and Donkeys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No wonder you look like one too ! ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*clap clap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighties, enough of the fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby wish Stanley a happy belated birthday ! (14 August)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY LOVELY BELATED &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2xx &lt;/span&gt;BIRTHDAY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;weeuweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. No birthday wishes are allowed. Wait another year ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sigh. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s#2 to Hannah - I still can't get over the fact that i missed the 12am mark and the beautiful timing i thought of for your birthday wish ! =((   ahhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i shall... I SHALL try again next year.... =(( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-9051770695541612672?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/9051770695541612672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=9051770695541612672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/9051770695541612672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/9051770695541612672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-belated-birthday-stanley.html' title='happy belated birthday stanley'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-1376494355427134867</id><published>2008-08-15T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:39:15.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Hannah !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;  2&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to You ~&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to You ~&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Hannnnaahh......&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to You !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SWEET 2x BIRTHDAY HANNAH !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you're near, den i can hug you and shake your hand.&lt;br /&gt;But you're far. So i wish you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will wish you again when i see you. If not.. Like not counted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. YUP ! Happy Birthday Lovely Hannah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEs !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-1376494355427134867?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/1376494355427134867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=1376494355427134867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1376494355427134867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1376494355427134867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-hannah.html' title='Happy Birthday Hannah !'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-7214174683828782566</id><published>2008-08-13T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:42:45.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Naf ask me to update because my previous post not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love Wang Lee Hom ! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. SIMON, Derrick's Chinese name is not Lee Hom. I will NOT fall for the same trick twice.&lt;br /&gt;Oh HA ha Ha ! Hoooray ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Princess of Ireland ! YAY YAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going Kbox Next Tuesday. YAY YAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. anyway, i had a really weird dream yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt about this crush i have last year.&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny. Totally shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6007571490034825210-7214174683828782566?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/7214174683828782566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=7214174683828782566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7214174683828782566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7214174683828782566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/08/xd.html' title='xD'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-2312366514064483243</id><published>2008-08-12T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:40:28.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loves of my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Breaking-Up period is not over yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow. It's also the Falling in Love period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who says they can't be the same period?&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why wait?&lt;br /&gt;Be the one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CURRENT&lt;/span&gt; love&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt; of my Life. (period)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Henney and Wang Lee Hom. ^^ ~ xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- [ Jaw Drops ] -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233706570361138034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SKHcZXkA63I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/vCL93q0YWAs/s400/0817-henney3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- [ eyes widen ] -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233708660315194290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SKHeTBP5A7I/AAAAAAAAA7g/e70IcR6G4T0/s400/56f02e5d2a26f0_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233706564887166866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SKHcZDK6v5I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/2oVaooWVDCs/s400/korean-daniel-henney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233708662199901010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SKHeTIRPW1I/AAAAAAAAA7o/4wf-tvzU9fM/s400/seducing_mr_perfect-_daniel_henney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hees !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233706560779520066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SKHcYz3lCEI/AAAAAAAAA7A/bqICmJ6k7iA/s400/____4copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233706567123110722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SKHcZLgAi0I/AAAAAAAAA7I/8AyrGegF9LQ/s400/leehom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. I feel DAMN pervertic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright. High-Class Latte, i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Weini that i'm actually falling in love with Daniel Henney now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have free flow of High-Class Latte, grab a few cups. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to have a sweet sweet pleasant dream later. xD&lt;br /&gt;(*cross finger* Not many, just give me 2 Latte.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time : 3.09am ; Wednesday, 13/8/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to catch some sleep before my kickboxing lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights lovely people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-2312366514064483243?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/2312366514064483243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=2312366514064483243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2312366514064483243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2312366514064483243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/08/loves-of-my-life.html' title='loves of my life.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SKHcZXkA63I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/vCL93q0YWAs/s72-c/0817-henney3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4464071126387961097</id><published>2008-08-11T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:20:29.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I SO SO SO LOVE LEE HOM !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO SO LOVE JAY CHOU TOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been Youtubing their videos the whole morning.&lt;br /&gt;Totally dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this video whereby the 2 of the Kings sang the other's song.&lt;br /&gt;Totally OMG. I cannot stop laughing. It's so so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO SO SO IN LOVE WITH THEM. Awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la. I'm Quite in love with NQMM's Yu Hao too. Quite ok. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heees !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Other than Watching Youtube Videos, Downloading Animes with School's cool internet speed, Reading Comics, Blogging, Surfing the net for the latest Olympics'08 's updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did a bit of my PP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I've been PP-ing here and there for many many times.&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know what is PP, It's Professional Profiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea..&lt;br /&gt;In Professional Profiling, the aims and objectives of which, is to allow students to do research and have further insights of the systems behind the latest trend of the franchising industry. My task is to complete a profile of a company of my choosing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea YEa. I've been dragging it for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Week, I've got my Email Done. Thing is.. I don't have an Email Address to send my mail to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I'm to called the KL Head Quarters of my company to do the interview and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave them a number of calls last week but didn't manage to get to the Marketing Executive and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY..... Just now, I've managed to call in and talked to a Marketing Executive.&lt;br /&gt;She... Like blur ah. So i asked her if she can transfer me to anyone that can be interviewed by me and blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she gave me the Marketing Executive Department's Manager's Email Address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm now.. quite nervous. What if.... the manager don't want to reply to my mail?&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten to ask for the Lady on the phone's full name. I only know it's Nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell the manager that i'm directed to him by who le.&lt;br /&gt;Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I'm now doing the questionnaires and going to send the email to the manager soon.&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, Wish me Luck! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to Lee Hom and Jay Chou !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4464071126387961097?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4464071126387961097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4464071126387961097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4464071126387961097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4464071126387961097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/08/monday-post.html' title='Monday Post.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8042360825644944850</id><published>2008-08-08T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:22:05.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY DAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I AM REALLY HAPPY TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know is it because it's Friday or what.&lt;br /&gt;Or is it because i'm meeting ZOE, YANI AND PAT after school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so blessed. So happy. So so happy. So hard to describe. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE NAF TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, CONCLUSION..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY AFTER SCHOOL, I HAVE ZOE, PAT AND YANI !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE NAF IN MY HEART. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HAPPY TODAY. I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHY. !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8042360825644944850?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8042360825644944850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8042360825644944850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8042360825644944850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8042360825644944850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-day.html' title='HAPPY DAY.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4877234311972711674</id><published>2008-08-04T15:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:00:13.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;JUST LEAVE ME ALONE. FREAKING LEAVE ME ALONE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4877234311972711674?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4877234311972711674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4877234311972711674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4877234311972711674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4877234311972711674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-you-tell-me-that-breaking-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-9115368450911596227</id><published>2008-08-03T21:22:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T00:18:00.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates from 24th July to 3rd August</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgotten I've got a blog. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been too busy with too many things.&lt;br /&gt;Aiite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall do a light update on the events happening from 24th July - 3rd August 2008.&lt;br /&gt;heee !&lt;br /&gt;No choice eh. Too busy with all the events and all. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the pictures are mostly not edited, so the colour will not be as nice.) (too tired to do editing to all the pictures. heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thurday, 24th July 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 24th July, it was the Singapore International Band Festival Competition for Division 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bands like.. Ngee Ann Poly, Raffles Girls' School, Philharmonics Youth, Raffles Institution Military Band, Orchid Park Secondary..etc etc.. went for the Division 1 category's competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However....... Republic Polytechnic Wind Symphony was the band that WON 2nd in the 1st Division !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230287057217959362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW2XgbMtcI/AAAAAAAAA6I/TEAin9mjPm8/s400/img010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230296757397396114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW_MIaMmpI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/xrv1dKk2p9o/s400/band_main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having the SIBF competition as RPWS's FIRST competition, I believe it's really a success step to the world of music competitons. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May RPWS have more and more successful achievements ! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Friday, 25th July.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember what happened. =\&lt;br /&gt;I mean.. I really don't remember what i did on Friday, 25th July. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 26th July 2008.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RPWS had Masterclass with... erm... Mr. Douglas. erm. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;I forget his fullname. =(( Urggh. Yes. I'm so sorry. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Mr Douglas is a super person. Well. He IS super.&lt;br /&gt;Heard of Tokyo Kosei Wind Orchestra?&lt;br /&gt;He is the conductor of Tokyo Kosei Wind Orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally so cool.&lt;br /&gt;And imagine him conducting the band like, only 3 steps away from you when you're playing.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it like dreaming? HAHA. Had a fruitful and fearful masterclass with him and RPWS.&lt;br /&gt;He is cool. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230296758031041026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW_MKxRQgI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/FyGqyk8FgzI/s400/DSC05835_JPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Hm. Nothing much on Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i stupidly scheduled my piano lessons on Saturday Afternoons...&lt;br /&gt;I don't get to go out with my friends anymore. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i rushed home for piano lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday, 27th July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday Morning (9am) was the Band Music Exchange with Neowinds, from Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're told about the exchange with Hong Kong band like about.. 2 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Quite looking forward to play with them after we heard them play on the SIBF competition.&lt;br /&gt;(they took part in the Open Division category)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230296763644863986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW_MfrtZfI/AAAAAAAAA6g/RP_faJFXwuQ/s400/DSC05853_JPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally so scary ya ! SO BIG. (i'm referring to the total band size).&lt;br /&gt;SPOT ME ! LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, i didn't get to play the 2nd song with the band. (we played 3 songs)&lt;br /&gt;was asked to go take Scores for the last min decided's 3rd piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when i came back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284941684803586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW0cXcyiAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/uhmBLK6Ebu8/s400/Beautiful+Pictures832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284937756271810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW0cI0J5MI/AAAAAAAAA4o/5zP_5NXtvZQ/s400/Beautiful+Pictures831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;After the exchange, we had some light snacks prepared for everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284944748988178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW0ci3WRxI/AAAAAAAAA44/-vNPjFrvN_4/s400/Beautiful+Pictures834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya. no picture of the food.&lt;br /&gt;By the time i walk out of the forum.. 3/4 of the food is gone.&lt;br /&gt;LUCKILY i have some really nice juniors and friends who saved some for my growling tummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Okay.. So here's RPWS + Neowinds' Flute Section Picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230312075313725186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJXNHwGCvwI/AAAAAAAAA64/zmYq5Cv_xk4/s400/n752351615_765656_5880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Exchange, Neowinds had got this masterclass with XX - i don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;So the rest of us went back to TRCC to rest and pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After packing up, most members went back to the forum to see Neowinds' Masterclass session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of us went to Causeway point to get some souvenirs for the members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah.. after the HongKong band left (1pm), we had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked all the way until 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for the outreach programme at Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to elaborate on the details and all. I agree with Simon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The supposedly "Cool Deck" that we're told to be performing at is actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" KU DECK " Hot till... can fry egg on my head lo. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our performance, the Thailand Band arrived.&lt;br /&gt;(They took part in the Open Division Category in the SIBF Competition too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284959692161698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW0daiFAqI/AAAAAAAAA5I/oyHkOYCcE24/s400/Beautiful+Pictures836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286233327615522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW1njMbviI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/M0GZeEL8pYo/s400/Beautiful+Pictures838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thailand band from Lampang. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, i was actually thinking how come no one took RPWS's picture when we're performing.&lt;br /&gt;Grr. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their performance, Jasmine helped us to get a chance to take a picture with the Thailand Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230296771291015666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW_M8KsafI/AAAAAAAAA6w/iUyQXOmad30/s400/P1000358_JPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this really hot guy who i've been keeping a lookout at all the while since the SIBF competition day.&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa, my junior, a.k.a Van-Lorry-Bicycle-Motorcycle, well, she keep asking me to go take picture with the guy. I'm really paiseh. So i say i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back.. It's quite a waste. Laaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Gab and Ronald took picture with the guy and his section.&lt;br /&gt;So now, i can just open up his picture and look. aw.. so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah. after some time, i realize the guy also not THAT hot. =x&lt;br /&gt;Just tall only. La la la. =)) who cares. He's back in Thailand already. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Finally, the last picture of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230296766718777906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW_MrIlmjI/AAAAAAAAA6o/YvE7Fbi6bcQ/s400/IMG_6944_jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TaDA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly Honestly, Only when Jasmine tell me the other day on msn that we took a picture with Toshiyo Akiyama, ("The head Adjudicator, who gave us 95% for the comp!!" -quoted from Simon's blog), only after she tell me THEN i know we took a picture with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;Was standing at the steps.. and suddenly everyone was like.. "Quick quick, photo photo, dun waste time." so i just stood there and smiled. Thought it was a picture with the band. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiks.&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup. After everything, Went to KFC to have dinner with Pat, Zoe and Yani.&lt;br /&gt;Naf wasn't around. She went off after Mr. Douglas's Lesson. She went MALAYSIA !&lt;br /&gt;Gula Melaka !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monday, 29th July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't remember what happened too. =\&lt;br /&gt;(seriously, i think i have really bad memories.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuesday, 30th July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lesson and then went to Gelare for Waffles.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Pastamania for dinner. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(With Gab, Songren, Jaron, Ronald, Simon, Jasmine, Naf, Pat, Zoe and Yani for Waffles.)&lt;br /&gt;(With only Naf, Pat, Zoe and Yani for Dinner.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The rest Minus Jasmine went for movie)&lt;br /&gt;(Jasmine went home.) xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday, 31st July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Kickboxing lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Got scolded really badly by the instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the recent events, i haven't really rest my body much.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping at 12am-1am and waking at 5am almost everyday for the past week is really torturing my brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Because of lack of rest and sleep, my body can't really function well.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are not as sharp and all. So my instructor scolded me for my lack of attention and concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what happened after that. I think i went to sleep or something.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered doing something else, but i don't remember what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday, 31st July 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founders' day for RPWS.&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's 1st August, but we celebrated a day earlier.&lt;br /&gt;So.. Happy 5th Birthday RPWS. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. RPWS is really so young only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really remember what happened too.&lt;br /&gt;Went for band practice, practice ended earlier then usual for the celebration of founder's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanley and Daruis, our Founder and Co-Founder of RPWS gave their speech.&lt;br /&gt;Something happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went out of the conference room for supper.&lt;br /&gt;Took pictures and all but only a few pictures with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286243989814978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW1oK6f_sI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/BHFmGOpRNes/s400/Beautiful+Pictures842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Yup yup. One of my beloved Junior, Syu, and Yani, MY BEST ROOMMATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. I only had one roommate up to now. So she's currently the first on the list, #1 BEST. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's me and Yani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286244743769794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW1oNuQbsI/AAAAAAAAA5g/buynTY3Pv0w/s400/Beautiful+Pictures847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. Just look at my eyes ! DARK DARK CIRCLES.&lt;br /&gt;Well, almost everyone in RPWS is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Yup yup. Can't find the other pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. And we went home. -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday, 1st August 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Despite telling Yani the day before that i'll be attending school for the rest of the 2 weeks before holiday.. I didn't go school on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that i didn't want to. I was on the way to school when a friend called up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, unpredicted things just happen and you cannot avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;And the only reason that can make me skip school is a friend in need of a company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. a very bad reason. Still, i can't change the fact that i missed lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Went to Peninsula Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;My friend bought a COB's shirt. (COB - Children of Bodom) hehehe !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a Nightwish's shirt. Totally sianed.&lt;br /&gt;The nightwish shirts i saw online are all sooooo SOOOO soooo SOOO superly beautiful la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those in the shop are really disappointing. No choice.&lt;br /&gt;If only i'm richer. Grr. NO ! IF ONLY I'M OF LEGAL AGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I can't make the online payment for the shirts because i don't own a credit card, YET.&lt;br /&gt;And my sister is soooo not supportive. Just because i took a little longer to pay her the Nodame's Repertoire Piano Book i found online.. She didn't want to pay for my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr. And yups. i bought the shirt, $15, from the shop. The auntie was like " &lt;em&gt;Cheap Only la&lt;/em&gt; ~ (&lt;em&gt;indian&lt;/em&gt; slang) Buy, Buy, Buy more i give you &lt;em&gt;More&lt;/em&gt; discount. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is that, they only have &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;, ONE Nightwish's shirt. How to buy more? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. I bought the disappointing Nighwish Shirt. Okay. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we walked all the way from Peninsula Plaza to Esplanade. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230287042557346818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW2Wpz1hAI/AAAAAAAAA54/Ku6E12HaHzQ/s400/Beautiful+Pictures854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286248332998834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW1obF_uLI/AAAAAAAAA5o/er8Rrjhb-NE/s400/Beautiful+Pictures852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286253443465666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW1ouIbQcI/AAAAAAAAA5w/N9dpg347r_o/s400/Beautiful+Pictures853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230287046252350082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW2W3kyyoI/AAAAAAAAA6A/d2MSV6yNcS0/s400/Beautiful+Pictures855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. And we reached Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked on and on and on and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we decided to go back. TO woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;We took 960. 1 hour bus ride back to woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent her home and decided to go school to wait for Patricia and the rest for dinner and all.&lt;br /&gt;STARVING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when i reach school that i found out that Yani is the only one in class. Zoe, Naf and Pat are eating at Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like.. " WHAT? I JUST WALKED PAST PIZZA HUT TO THE INTERCHANGE. I'M IN SCHOOL NOW. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. So I went back to Causeway Point for Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Waited till Yani finish her UT and joined us at Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're about to go off, we met Gab, Songren, Jaron and Simon.&lt;br /&gt;Talked for a bit. (Standing in the middle of the shopping centre, talking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And went off after that. The guys went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 2nd August 2008.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Met the usual gang, minus Yani, Naf and Zoe for breakfast at Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off to Innova JC for a Help-Out-Tune-In-Session.&lt;br /&gt;Played a few songs. Ate Free Lunch. Went Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go for piano lesson. But i was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;So i pushed the lesson to Sunday instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with family outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is working on a Christmas Church Play. I was quite interested.&lt;br /&gt;So i went along for the rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was quite shock to know my sister is the Director of the play. =\ Haaha.&lt;br /&gt;Well well, when she's studying for her Degree in England, she joined Drama Club too.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since, she took up the role of Director for plays. Don't know why am i suprised.&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met alot of good actors and actresses. They are really cool.&lt;br /&gt;I gave my comments on the rehearsal and lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i'm asked to edit the Play's script. =\ Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;It's so much fun. BET it will be a very good play. xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday, 3rd August 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went for Piano lesson in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scolded by my piano teacher for not practicing. I've got 1 more week before Registering for my Piano Exam. I'm kinda worried. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But worrying doesn't help. so i guess, i should commit more to my piano exams now that the band competition is over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm to have extra piano lessons starting next week.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the week after next onwards, Monday will also be included.&lt;br /&gt;So.. 4 more practices before 12th August 2008, the day of registeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of taking Flute exams too.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not those high grades and all. Just thought of taking the basic exams.&lt;br /&gt;Grade 1/2 and all. I'm not having flute lessons, so, don't really think i can manage the other grades. Well.. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can continue to think about it for some time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After piano lesson, went for kickboxing lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY ROCKING. see me and you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transferred another 100 songs to my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently 524 songs inside. He he he. Laaa ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of my super long update. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Few Important Things to be Done Asap :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professional Profiling - Calling of company for interview + 2000 word report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Play - Editing of Script by Monday evening. (4th Aug)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano Exam - Preparing for trial exam by Teacher's Teacher anytime this week/ next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I only remember the 3 things to be done asap. Should have more, but i'm tired to think. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Everyone rest well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-9115368450911596227?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/9115368450911596227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=9115368450911596227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/9115368450911596227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/9115368450911596227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates-from-24th-july-to-3rd-august.html' title='Updates from 24th July to 3rd August'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SJW2XgbMtcI/AAAAAAAAA6I/TEAin9mjPm8/s72-c/img010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-3989057172734577945</id><published>2008-07-26T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:22:07.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Am too Exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-3989057172734577945?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/3989057172734577945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=3989057172734577945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3989057172734577945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3989057172734577945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/07/am-too-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-3517898435741473021</id><published>2008-07-20T22:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:42:59.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>replying to tags.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello Hello !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replying to tags here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stan : SIA LA. I can seriously imagine you holding a rose stalk standing at some isolated MRT station waiting for your online friend sia !&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zat : Woooah. internet speed dating YOUR HEAD. It's a penpal. Sort of.. well.. what do you call someone who exchange mails with you for a long time? mailpals? something like that uh. Hehee ! will you meet up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naf : HAHA. i understand, i understand. HAHA ! CMI sia. Naf will meet up with online fren?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joey : haha ! i thought zoe only love ziqi when ziqi buy zoe gummies? Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syu, Nazihah and yh : Hees. Thanks people. I'm actually quite fine. HAHA. I'm not sad. And i'm always cheerful. So no worries okay ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fraghan : Hehe ! Love hannah too ! ^^  Yea. I'm strong. I learn kickboxing. heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all have fun tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The start of each day can mean a chance to leave behind the past, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to concentrate on brand new hopes, and look ahead to joys that last."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. =) I shall look forward to tomorrow. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to all !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-3517898435741473021?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/3517898435741473021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=3517898435741473021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3517898435741473021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3517898435741473021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/07/replying-to-tags.html' title='replying to tags.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4782149043714497290</id><published>2008-07-10T08:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T09:22:53.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hello Dear People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm painfully regretful for the lack of updates lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I'm in pain. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give everyone some really recent updates about myself. (it's a Long post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so busy and tired that i don't on my laptop on Wednesdays and Weekends anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i can, i don't on my laptop after school anymore. HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's going on lately that makes me so extremely tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. You know, not quite long ago, i've mentioned about joining kickboxing ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I've joined kick boxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously surprised to know that there are many kind of kickboxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there's the most traditional one, Japanese Kickboxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then there are the few similar ones; Muay Thai ( Thai boxing ), Yaw-Yan ( Filipino kickboxing ), American Kick boxing, Adithada (Indian kickboxing), Lethwei (Burmese kickboxing)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually you cannot tell which is more traditional. Some people thinks it's Muay Thai, Some people thinks it's Japanese Kickboxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have their own origins and all. Yup, i know so much about kickboxing through Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I've done my research before i joined the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The club, well i should call it SCHOOL instead.&lt;br /&gt;It specialize in teaching Martial Arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a school of martial arts. My section is Japanese Kickboxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Karate, Ninjutsu, Taekwondo and alot alot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I used to learn Ninjutsu at the age of 7 - 14.&lt;br /&gt;HAha. I'm like one of the most senior at the age of 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People at the age of 15-20 calls me "senpai" - senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. But.. well well. My brother and Sister also joined Ninjutsu last time.&lt;br /&gt;It was my brother who stopped first because he tore his muscle when he's 15. (me-10)&lt;br /&gt;So he cannot continue anymore. (He also stopped growing taller ever since.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. The techniques got harder and harder, my legs are too short to do some stance (because my partner is always like 6-7 years older than me). So.. I remained at a certain belt for quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister got pretty far. But she stopped quite soon later, due to O levels and stuff and not enough time to go for practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remained on until i'm 4th red belt. 3 more levels to Black belt.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. the belt-colouring system comes from 10th - 1st.&lt;br /&gt;10th - white belt and it follows on for yellow belt, green belt, blue belt and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I stopped at age 14 because i broke my knee's soft bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always told i'm very alike with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;We always have the same thing happening to us. Hahaha. But his is much more serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, mine already so jialat.. think about his.... lying on the bed for a few long weeks before able to walk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So so. yup. why am i side-tracked so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, just to tell you more about me..&lt;br /&gt;I've joined Magic club too when i'm 14 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAha. i've also joined ballet classes at age 4, organ classes at age 5, xylophone classes at age 6, violin classes at age 6 i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I've got ballet shoes, Organ and Violin at home. cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried many many things. - Thanks to my mother. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Magic class is my own will. My mother actually didn't want me to join it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally interesting. But if you're someone who loves to see magic shows and all..&lt;br /&gt;DON'T JOIN. it'll spoil all the fun and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you'll know where are all the tricks and all. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Joined the club for some time. Had performance and shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The club disbanded as the members are having their university examinations.&lt;br /&gt;So it's only left with me and a guy. The guy is the instructor. (Our club only have 6 people.)&lt;br /&gt;It's not pathetic. Small magic clubs are more powerful. =x easier for shows and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm left with only Piano lessons ( long-term ).&lt;br /&gt;My father's family line's girls all have to know how to play piano. NO REASON WHY.&lt;br /&gt;my brother is the only guy in the whole family line who know how to play piano. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So when all the girls know how to play piano, the mothers sit around and "compete".&lt;br /&gt;Comparing who's daughter is at a higher grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's either piano or studies. And because me and my sister study in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;and the rest at Malaysia. They don't compare OUR(me and my sister)'s studies to theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like not fair. So it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;My sister only learn Organ. So, can't be compared too.&lt;br /&gt;So it's left with me and the rest of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's almost the reason why my father always threaten me with piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it became a habit and i don't even know if i really love to play piano or am i still having piano lessons for the sake of having them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Well. I rebelled against my dad few years back because i don't want piano lesson anymore. And on the very next NEW YEAR celebration, the mothers sit around at the table and my mother looked so disappointed because she just couldn't bear to say " my daughter quitted piano. " .. instead... she said " my daughter didn't took the examinations this year. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP YUP . Because my father is the eldest, i'm considered the oldest among the line.&lt;br /&gt;Not really oldest. Just that my grade IS SUPPOSE to be the highest and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried after seeing my mum so disappointed and decided to just continue having lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of family competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And due to that, i'm now in par with my aunt's daughter. Same grade and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HER IDIOTIC piano teacher ask her to skip a grade.&lt;br /&gt;(although mine did too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, She's considered one grade above me and she's 3 years younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. why are we here again? HAHAHA. I'm longwinded. cmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So. Yup. i've just joined kickboxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday was the first lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i practically bruised my whole body.&lt;br /&gt;bruised is a very sweet and kind word to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me to show you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my arm's bruises aren't that serious.&lt;br /&gt;My thighs are totally very serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructor say it's only the start.&lt;br /&gt;Kickboxing lessons is really pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says i'm too stressed out. Because he say i'm seriously alot more aggressived than most girls who just started out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THAT landed me alot of serious bruises.&lt;br /&gt;My classmate thinks i'm crazy. They saw my arm's bruise because i wore short sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;I told them they're lucky they can't see my thigh's bruises. It's 5 times worst than my arm's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. My butt hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My every week's schedule is almost the same for the month.&lt;br /&gt;Take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - School, Band.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - School, Band.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Kickboxing, part-time job at sis's office.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - School, Band.&lt;br /&gt;Friday - School, Band.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Sleep, Piano lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Kickboxing, Charity events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One whole month. Just like that. No changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got changes. There's one sunday whereby there's band practice too.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said alot ya. So much for a little update. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- JESSIE RULES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4782149043714497290?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4782149043714497290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4782149043714497290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4782149043714497290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4782149043714497290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-dear-people.html' title='updates.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-2522346629737157968</id><published>2008-07-05T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T01:33:10.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I realized that it had been quite a foul period for many people lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. here's a quote for all my lovely friends who will continue reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" The start of each day can mean a chance to leave behind the past, to concentrate on brand new hopes, and look ahead to joys that last. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If something you don't want to remember is bothering you, try looking ahead and enjoy the joys and laughter to occupy the empty spaces in your mind to block away whatever that is bothering you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful. Whatever that is happening now is just obstacles that must be overcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like an ant. Before reaching the top to the rose petal, it must go through the thorns.&lt;br /&gt;And when it reach the top, that's where it's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I'm not good at making people throw away the foul mood and smile.&lt;br /&gt;But i hope everyone does take a break and become cheerful soon okay. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, Life is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-2522346629737157968?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/2522346629737157968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=2522346629737157968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2522346629737157968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2522346629737157968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-realized-that-it-had-been-quite-foul.html' title='life is beautiful'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-9190771453075796498</id><published>2008-07-02T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:10:41.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you meet that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Success in your career is not the most important thing in life. You are content with what you have and think that being with someone you love is more than spending all of your precious time just working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self test.&lt;br /&gt;Try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-9190771453075796498?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/9190771453075796498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=9190771453075796498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/9190771453075796498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/9190771453075796498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/07/your-view-on-yourself-you-are.html' title='self test'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-2792442033568742976</id><published>2008-07-01T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:11:44.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Replying to tags  ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fraghan : HANNAH ! =(( hahahah. when u coming back? Bring back some foooodd ~ ^^ we've band practice on tue and thurs 5.30pm - 8.30pm. we have sectionals on Fridays at 5.30pm - 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW U KNOW THE TIME. dun say i nv tell  ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zat : HAHA. the secret.. u know.. i know.. =))&lt;br /&gt;HM. What Durian? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaron : Hees ! I bet it was fun. Now that i'm back.. we can have Mahjong session soon. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simon : HAHAHA. i saw ur name too ! hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wayne : i didn't see who the girl is leh. i was at RPC (bench) . I look up, saw a tall guy with unglam shorts.. so i think it's you. den i saw the girl. i didn't see the face. but i saw the SUPER SEXY clothing. HA HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy day everyone! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-2792442033568742976?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/2792442033568742976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=2792442033568742976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2792442033568742976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2792442033568742976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/07/replying-to-tags-fraghan-hannah-hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-1682018229265643636</id><published>2008-06-28T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:22:34.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hah. Previous post deleted due to some self-reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall SWEAR that, THAT will be the last time i ever type freaking long posts to remind guys about loving their girl and remind girls about loving their guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAK IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to love, you love. if u dun wan, ur problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL NOT CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with my own life. don't come messing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's elaborate on my mood today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a perfect mood-swinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning : sleepy/moody&lt;br /&gt;first meeting : moody&lt;br /&gt;first break : excited&lt;br /&gt;second meeting : moody&lt;br /&gt;second break : moody/sleepy&lt;br /&gt;third meeting : moody.&lt;br /&gt;lesson ended(3pm) : kinda happy.&lt;br /&gt;3.30pm : sianed.&lt;br /&gt;4pm : happy.&lt;br /&gt;At E1 canteen with songren, gab, simon, eugene, kirsten, punitha, yani and pat : Happy / sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;the walk to trcc : PANIC and FEAR. (worms)&lt;br /&gt;Band storage room : stress&lt;br /&gt;Practice room : double stress&lt;br /&gt;Back to TRCC after prac : relaxed&lt;br /&gt;walk to cwp : tense&lt;br /&gt;Mos Burger : tense at first.&lt;br /&gt;BECAME DAMN CHEERFUL LATER ON. THANKS TO ALL OF THEM.&lt;br /&gt;Namely : MR SIMON, Songren, Pat, Zoe, Jaron, Ronald and Sherline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER NICE JOKES. made me laugh till all shocked. never see me like that before.&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST CRIED FROM LAUGHTERS SIA. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was cheerful all the way until i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting still ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Became quite moody later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta disappear for few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY JARON and all for not being able to go for the Mahjong day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE know that i'm really sad for not being able to go. Understand my situation ok =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you guys next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Jaron, REALLY SORRY ! UR MUM PREPARED SO MUCH . apologies.&lt;br /&gt;I OWE YOU QI'S SPECIAL GREEN TEA =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya all soon. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-1682018229265643636?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/1682018229265643636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=1682018229265643636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1682018229265643636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1682018229265643636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/hah_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8101533879848767822</id><published>2008-06-26T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:36:33.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 minutes management course.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE MINUTE MANAGEMENT COURSE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lesson 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she says a word, Bob says, 'I'll give you $800 to drop that towel.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob, after a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, 'Who was that?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It was Bob the next door neighbour,' she replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Great,' the husband says, 'did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lesson 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A priest offered a Nun a lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest nearly had an accident.&lt;br /&gt;After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun once again said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest apologized 'Sorry sister but the flesh is weak.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and went on her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said, 'Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lesson 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They rub it and a Genie comes out.&lt;br /&gt;The Genie says, 'I'll give each of you just one wish.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Me first! Me first!' says the admin clerk. 'I want to be in the Bahamas , driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.'&lt;br /&gt;Puff! She's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Me next! Me next!' says the sales rep. 'I want to be in Hawaii , relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life.'&lt;br /&gt;Puff! He's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'OK, you're up,' the Genie says to the manager.&lt;br /&gt;The manager says, 'I want those two back in the office after lunch.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Always let your boss have the first say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lesson 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, 'Can I also sit like you and do nothing?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eagle answered: 'Sure, why not.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lesson 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A turkey was chatting with a bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree' sighed the turkey, 'but I haven't got the energy.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?' replied the bull. 'They're packed with nutrients.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bull Shit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lesson 6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bird was flying south for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Morals of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.&lt;br /&gt;(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;(3) And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THUS ENDS THE FIVE MINUTE MANAGEMENT COURSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hope you enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8101533879848767822?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8101533879848767822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8101533879848767822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8101533879848767822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8101533879848767822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/5-minutes-management-course.html' title='5 minutes management course.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4971919878465092740</id><published>2008-06-24T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T01:07:04.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For the first time in my life..hm, maybe not the first time, but i just feel like using it for the start of my post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, i feel that being fully awake isn't really a nice thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, today was somehow a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it contradict ? Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.. let's continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a nice day. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't feel tired or sleepy at all. After sleeping straight away since yesterday evening around 7pm when i got home, i only woke at 10pm to pack my bag and continued to sleep till this morning at 5.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time, this time really first time.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time....when my alarm went off, i woke up straight away without snoozing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and went straight to bathe. I felt super alert.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't mistook hair shampoo for facial foam this time. =)) REally nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school super early as usual, Yup.. I shall not say the time, you guys might get a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. So everything was really nice and clear. Not sleepy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to start on PP with a fresh and alert mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things will still be left undone and all even with a fresh mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least i managed to find the real official website of the company. Quite a nice thing considering all the work would be cut into half with the website as resource.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day was quite smooth. Eugene and Songren was available for my excel work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Thanks to MR SONGREN that i've managed to do the excel with absolute no huge problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But seriously, i don't remember what he taught. =\ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for module selection talk at 9.30am.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class is right beside Songren and Gab's class. But we seldom meet up.&lt;br /&gt;(They always avoid walking too near my classroom's door. Because never ask me along for breaks, so don't want walk too near uh. HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. we seldom meet, even for band pracs, they don't wait for me. SUPER BAD of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. So for module selection talk, me and my fren entered the lift. and Yup.&lt;br /&gt;So coincident-ly(dun mind my inventions.) , yup. i saw so many shuai ge(s) going into the lift too. Damn packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SongRen was there, Gab was there. Yup. Coincidence. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. nth much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that everything was nice.. blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days in a row, Songren asked me to join them for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;(JUST BECAUSE RONALD IS HAVING ATTACHMENT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. i shall close one eye for the reason.&lt;br /&gt;well yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of all his help with the excel and that i've finish the work early, i joined them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirsten, Simon, Gab, Songren and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch. HAHAHa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice la. At least i get to know Kirsten more and found out that she have a crappy mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's late, and the first thing she say is.. "I was busy cooking hotdogs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz. den she say.. " later i give u the link, cook hotdogs."&lt;br /&gt;(but she didn't realize she didn't add me =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not bad eh. LOL ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. we had lunch. talked till about 20 mins left before 3rd meeting starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously quite nice arh. One of the FIRST time this year that i spend my 2nd break so freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was only back in class like.. 15 mins before the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MSN was flooded like mad.&lt;br /&gt;9 windows flashing.. cmi cmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd meeting ended. Had UT. UT ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happen to open the classroom door and saw songren standing outside.&lt;br /&gt;Totally not waiting for me. HAhaha. He's waiting for Gab.&lt;br /&gt;Sia la. makes me wonder if i were to open the door later... will they stand outside and wait sia =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met up with the rest minus Naf .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Naf having attachment at Suntec.. =( for a week. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. we met up and went for band early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah. Everything was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Gloriosa was fine. I thought i played better than usual.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the "energy". i feel SUPER alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Did play wrong notes and all. but still, i like how i played today.. well, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it was pleasant. =)) been so long since i've left the band room smiling in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;So long.. those were the times before Irish Tune from County Derry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laa. But Irish tune from County Derry was really an experience. An experience that left me sighing after every band prac. Laa. But it was nice. somehow. =) i've learnt alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. side-tracked.. HAHA. yea. i know i've side tracked all way long. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so.. it was nice. I even packed my flute so fast that when i turn and look at Zoe..&lt;br /&gt;She's still packing. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When returning our flutes to the cupboard.. I accidentally erm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to describe.. erm.. scratch seems too light.. twist is not the right word too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERm. I just anyhow-ly got my right hand injured.&lt;br /&gt;It was a BIG RED PATCH at the start of my right index finger's knuckles until the wrist area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY PAINFUL. but i guess it will go off by the time i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;(and it happened to turn into a small swell when i reach home)&lt;br /&gt;So.. yup. had a pleasant walk with Yani to the interchange. (as usual).&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Not a walk with Yani la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like.. one big group going to interchange together.. but i'm with Yani?&lt;br /&gt;HAaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. And Pat was trying to cut in-between us. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. side-note. ( PAT BLOODY-HELLY PULLED JARON AWAY. HE WALKED BESIDE ME AND BECAUSE JASMINE ISN'T THERE, SHE PURPOSELY PULLED HIM AWAY.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Never mind. what's the link anyway. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. We went to Pastamania for Dinner =) erm.. More like Supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked and Talked and Talked and Talked and Talked and Talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups. Alot to talk about. Hees. Of Course la. GOT ME LEH. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REally hope Gab feels better now. He have had Tummyache since long long ago and had been singing to Praque all the way. (outside people no need understand. inside people understand can already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I was so worried he'll SING into his Tuba. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup. So after dinner, we sent him off for Cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really hope he's better. HAHA . WITH MY WORDS OF CONSOLE. I BET HE'S FEELING ALOT BETTER NOW. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. and then, kirsten, jaron, pat, zoe and me encoutered a rather sad but interesting "event" that took place at the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, we still don't know what happened. so i shall not elaborate. if you want to know.. ask either of us. But i doubt we can ans you what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes.. NOW, I've FINALLY COME TO THE MAIN THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAIN REASON. MAIN POINT OF THE POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fully awake that i didn't listen to my mp3. Yes. no link.&lt;br /&gt;(actually the reason to why i didn't listen to my mp3 is that.. i can't find my earpiece..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So throughout the whole journey.. I did alot of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things done that i've regretted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand arh.. Everyday before i sleep, i will go through the day's happening in my head. Sometimes i think i did wrong stuff. Sometimes i think i did the right ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just.. ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i don't know.. People does say the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;I say the wrong things. I judge a book by it's cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before even opening the book, i threw it elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before even opening the book, i told the whole world that this book is awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before even opening the book, i complained about the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been taught not to judge a book by looking at the book's cover.&lt;br /&gt;Taught by my teachers, my peers, my parents, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've even told many people that little phrase; " Never judge a book by it's cover "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YET, I DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID . I DID . AND I DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is, i'm now reading the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People once told me that everything have a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books have life. They lived as a book. Being read by people, being left on the shelves, being thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the book really have a life, after being so badly by me, i can just feel the HURT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rejection, and the sudden acceptance. The stabbing. The throwing away and now..&lt;br /&gt;The picking up. And the enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a jerk, bastard, idiot, most pathetic person in the whole entire world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish the book will just give me paper cuts and let me bleed till i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe how painful it is to be the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. I think you might be thinking i'm blurting out nonsense and stuff again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know how to say out properly to how i feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've judged someone without even knowing the person.&lt;br /&gt;I've talked bad things.&lt;br /&gt;And i've only come to realize that i've misjudged and i felt so painful for being such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, the person knew i've bad-mouthed the person but still remained nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's the reason i feel so painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will someone ever believe i'm truthful again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. i don't know la. i Just feel bloody bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reason for all these is because i'm so fully awake that i've list out all the points whereby i know i've done the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me rant and get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more i say, the more i complain, the more i explain.. the worst i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just straightforward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to be so straightforward for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;It's just hard. It's just who i am, saying what i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've realize it's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's not about who you are only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. AH. The more i say, the worst it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. The post started quite warmly and ended quite coldly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright. Just let me be a sucker today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4971919878465092740?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4971919878465092740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4971919878465092740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4971919878465092740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4971919878465092740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-day.html' title='my day.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-7190354912936989447</id><published>2008-06-24T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T16:49:57.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You might as well count as I didn't attend UT today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-7190354912936989447?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/7190354912936989447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=7190354912936989447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7190354912936989447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7190354912936989447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/pissed.html' title='PISSED.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6643408444979714403</id><published>2008-06-23T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:45:50.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I met Pat at Cafe just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we stared at each other for like 5 secs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WE BURST OUR LAUGHING !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" UNGLAM SIA YOU WEAR. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. THat's what we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are both wearing Tees, Shorts and Slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally unglam. HAHA. On a MONDAY some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i could avoid people. And yea. people saw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhha. Lucky she wore AS unglam as me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la. Tml i wear slighter smarter ok. =)  I FOUND MY BAND TEE. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a change, i ordered Oreo Chocolate FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE DRINKING BUBBLE TEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. SUPER SWEET AS I'VE ALWAYS ASSUME IT IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not so bad eh. Tiny sips by tiny sips should be fine =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. I haven't recover and i think i'm falling sick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to JJ. I don't know why, but i think he sorta passed the sick bugs to me by walking pass me. HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. I don't fall sick all the time.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that once i fall sick, i don't recover until a month later. So it looked like i fall sick all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not nice. Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. One slighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't buy shoes.&lt;br /&gt;No. Not even sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a terrible quarrel with my sister for 2 days straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. That's how my weekend is spent. Quarrelling with the person sharing room + bed with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. And we are both Saggis whose birthday are one day apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we both did the same thing. Blasting own speakers + laptop + phone to just to irritate each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course i win for that. I've all the powerful speakers. She doesn't even care about having a nice headset/ear piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she win for dumping all my pillows out of the sleeping room. Yes. and so i used the bedroom's living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AW. WHY AM I EVEN SAYING ALL THESE. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Cya all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6643408444979714403?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6643408444979714403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6643408444979714403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6643408444979714403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6643408444979714403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahh.html' title='ahh'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-167404972977720869</id><published>2008-06-22T15:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T16:33:47.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weirdo's post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saggis are Optimistic. Yes Yes. So i shall be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Always looking on the bright side of life. No worries Qi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got hell-lots of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;Including posting a satisfying post for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that it seems like time is running out for me to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's list out what i have on the list to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- PP.&lt;br /&gt;- Piano Exam.&lt;br /&gt;- Band Competition&lt;br /&gt;- Car Exam&lt;br /&gt;- UTs&lt;br /&gt;- Whole lot of list of birthday wishes and birthday presents to be bought and greeted.&lt;br /&gt;- Psp&lt;br /&gt;- Shoes&lt;br /&gt;- Wardrob.&lt;br /&gt;- Laptop.&lt;br /&gt;- Blog&lt;br /&gt;- etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= PP =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be submitted and all by August?&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't send the email to the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Piano Exam =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration at August.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to choose my 3 songs 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;Yet to do so. Lack of practice. Dying from too much stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Band Competiton =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Competition at 23rd July.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't getting better with my flute. Getting worst after bandcamp.&lt;br /&gt;Throat still that bad. Tongue still numb when hitting high notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to visit doctor for more mouth bandages. Need to work hard. No time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Car Exam =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bloody car company delayed my exam day giving me the reason that the examiner's schedule is full. Thanks alot. Got scolded by my father like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took more 4 months to bloody hell-ly get a license. AND sad to say, i still haven't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= UTs =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand Tests results are getting from bad to worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i'm still Year 1, UTs were like drinking water.&lt;br /&gt;Just type in a whole lot chunk of words and there you go, full marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you can't even think of 1 sentence. And that will give you, 0 marks. Yes. Ds. Es. Fs.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Time for REAL studying !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Birthday wishes and Birthday gifts =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to maintain my reputation. Gotta stay up for birthday wishes.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, alot of birthdays coming up. Hope i don't miss out any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* blah *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= PSP =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. MY DAMN CHIO RED PSP is getting further and further away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my savings on a bloody hair-cut 2 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know i save very fast. (i've my ways)&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm now ready for my PSP, but the thing is, i don't have time to FLY to SIM LIM.&lt;br /&gt;ARgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps. WEI NI, YOU DONE SAVING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Shoes =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Everlast sneakers is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;It's either that it's getting heavier or my feet is getting lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe non. But i still think i die die need to get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandals too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slippers still fine. Thanks to Havianas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Talking about shoes. I don't remember the last time i bought them.&lt;br /&gt;When was it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slippers.. Naf... when did we buy our Havianas?&lt;br /&gt;I know i bought my Everlast before Taiwan Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. no link . Gotta go get nice nice shoes.&lt;br /&gt;After a talk with my dear fren, i realize that i've been lagging behind for beautiful footwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Wardrob =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wardrob is a mess.&lt;br /&gt;It's more than a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a big pile of mess. Totally cmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so bad that i've to wear the same shirt 2 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;Because the shirt would be washed and then placed OUTSIDE my wardrob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i don't have to dig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YES. FOR A MODERN NICE SWEET TEENAGE-ADULT-LADY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should wear simple, nice, unique, beautiful, trendy, fabulous.. Blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Clothings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me Money. I'll wear nice clothing ok.&lt;br /&gt;No. I don't need money. GIVE ME TIME. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiite. i shall work on my terrible pile of clothing soon and buy a whole new set of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;BEAR WITH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Laptop =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lappie is dying on me nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;It's not only about patience this few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about how SOFT i can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've the world's patience for waiting for my com to load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;Just try not to touch my laptop. I might kill whoever who make it faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH. LAPPIE, I LOVE YOU, DON'T DIE ON ME. I GOT TO DO MY PP. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SADD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Blog =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. I LACK OF UPDATES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here it is. Updates. HAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiite. Yes. I'm bad at posting pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Because ever since i found out about photoshop, every thing just need to be edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect colouring. The perfect toning.&lt;br /&gt;The perfect View.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS IN. PERFECT FOR MY EYES. Doesn't matter if you don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Ok. Soon. I'll see how.&lt;br /&gt;I've got jokes to share too. Hehe. one of the days ya, one of the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= ETC =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETC IS REALLY ALOT .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok. i shall leave it to next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I'm learning how to play Dota because a fren challenged me on that saying that ..&lt;br /&gt;"GIRLS CANNOT PLAY DOTA ONE LA. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. WITH MY BlOODY ASS ATTITUDE, I'm going to PROVE HIM WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes. i tried Dota this afternoon. I always fainted when i died on the last second because i can't figure out how to restore my hero's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES . I'm going to pester JJ next monday for the controls and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, at least he'll have something to do in class then sleeping and trying to spoil my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST LAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just found out that my phone got 30 hours worth of songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;463 songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Not so bad. It's only like.. 2.5 Gb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to load some movies in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of seeing the OH-SO-MUCH-GB-LEFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAAAH .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, i only used 15 mins for today's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Out for a walk. Will be back at night. Those who miss me can call me.&lt;br /&gt;Those who love me can go sleep. Those who don't care at all can just press Alt-F4. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. AHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. LAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JARON !&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP, YOU'VE GOT US.&lt;br /&gt;DO KNOW WE ALL DO LOVE YOU. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-167404972977720869?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/167404972977720869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=167404972977720869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/167404972977720869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/167404972977720869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/weirdos-post.html' title='weirdo&apos;s post'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-31448785896895157</id><published>2008-06-16T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:24:36.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sighs and tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Totally no urge to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although having the freaking huge amount of pictures lying on my desktop to be edited and posted.. I have no urge to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No " feel " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been too tired lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Grandpa isn't really well.&lt;br /&gt;Was admitted to hospital yesterday. Heard from daddy that grandpa is going to have his operation tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole family minus me will be going back to KL to visit him tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got school, i've got tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's going to drop me off the customs tomorrow. That's the FIRST time in the past 10 years of schooling life. Yes. i'm really fortunate. My dad sends me to school everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Dad asks me to attend full week's lesson from today onwards. Because i'll have to skip 3-4 days soon. Cannot afford to skip lesson anymore. I've used up my "leaves".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Grandpa would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please don't leave any sympathy tags. i don't wish to see any. and seriously don't ask me to cheer up. Maybe a greeting tag like " hey, let's meet up tomorrow for a drink!" would be nice. thanks.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-31448785896895157?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/31448785896895157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=31448785896895157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/31448785896895157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/31448785896895157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/sighs-and-tears.html' title='the sighs and tears'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-5844167834042352361</id><published>2008-06-12T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T01:14:17.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>replies and updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Replying to Tags + a little update.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To Weini&lt;/span&gt; : The scandal one.. Hahaha. Long lost ba. My lappie is like.. flooded with too many pictures to start editing the scandal pics. Honestly.. I haven't even posted all the Taiwan trip pictures.. The Japan Trip pictures. Unglam ones. blah. alot ! HAha. i'll try ok.&lt;br /&gt;ps. I'M CUTER THAN YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To Fraghan&lt;/span&gt; : HAha. I'll send the photos to you when u online ba. Lol. Terrible terrible.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To Weini&lt;/span&gt; : u understand, i understand can le. HAhaha. too many people understand not nice. =x&lt;br /&gt;the pictures DAMN shiok right. see liao can turn green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To SongRen&lt;/span&gt; : HAHAHAHA ! So i guess i didn't waste my time editing them and all !&lt;br /&gt;Still lack of the group photo with brandon. Will post it when i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;Aw. Start to miss him already? Hahaha ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To Naf&lt;/span&gt; : HEH . ALL THE PICTURES DAMN CUTE ARH. where got unglam?&lt;br /&gt;unglam one i throw away already. i'm a sweet fren ! hahaha. All the Naf Naf Naf here and there shows.... I LOVE NAF ALOT. HAHAHA ! ain't i nice? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To Pat&lt;/span&gt; : YES DARLING, you proved it. TWICE. we can go down IKEA another day to test again. Maybe inside all the million pots of plant, one might be real, whereby you can kill them with one grasp ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To Phylis&lt;/span&gt; : yea. linked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 12.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots arh. Meixian's birthday was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was really touched as this was the first time the whole 348 clan celebrated for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups. Girl, more to come, more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired now. Got to wake at 5am later. which is.. 3 more hours to sleep only.&lt;br /&gt;Having Master class with Maestro Reynish later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9am. =\\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting the 10 people clan at 7.30am for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Totally reminds me of band camp day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( AHHHHHHH. GAB AT THAILAND. =(( PATTAYA. PATTAYA. =((  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. will post all the pictures from Mx's bdae sooooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs : band.&lt;br /&gt;Fri : Sectionals (band) + visiting of PC fair. Hah. RAchael's working. xD&lt;br /&gt;Saturday : Madhatters' ball. (Charity ball.) - totally busy day. got to help our my sister's company and stuff. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday : piano + day out with Laine. probably movie marathon. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - School resumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. AHH. ok. nights all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEI XIAN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU LOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-5844167834042352361?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/5844167834042352361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=5844167834042352361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5844167834042352361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5844167834042352361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/replies-and-updates.html' title='replies and updates'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8308775269803423928</id><published>2008-06-10T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T05:33:48.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long long post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LONG LONG POST ~ (VERY VERY LONG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Peeeeps !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished uploading all the pictures from my phone to my lappie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realized that...&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't alot. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikea trip pics was like.. tiny bit only.&lt;br /&gt;Band camp was like.. Erm. i don't think i took more than 5 pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all WITH RONALD. OUR CAMERA MAN. sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got all the 2000+ pictures. sigh sigh. And he'll need many days of approval from half the committee before he can send out all the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Let's not depend on that.. No band camp pics den... =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. so weirdly, while loading up the pics... i happen to find a few WEIRD pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sia la. don't know who took them. Hm. Okay. Shall talk along when the pics are flashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, this is going to be a long long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH TRUST ME. WITH MY WAY OF POSTING, AND THE AMOUNT OF THINGS I HAVE TO SAY. It's going to be a SUPER long one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As least it helps those who are severely bored from work/studies/games.&lt;br /&gt;JUST READ ON. YOU've LOADS to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAME/ BORING/ STUPID/ FUNNY stuffs. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 0 - Ikea Trip with Naf, Pat, SongRen and Gab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pat and Naf made a little irritation to me in the morning when i'm on my way to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was told by Pat that she had a little Tiff with Naf, and so, she's visiting Ikea by herself.&lt;br /&gt;Because my initial plan was Holland V, and didn't thought of Ikea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to change my plan to accompany her down to Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naf's side was.. She's going to Ikea with a group of Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what happened.&lt;br /&gt;They just tried to bluff me into believing that they weren't together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REal thing was, they are both in the same bus, side by side, laughing at my replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got kinda fed up. Because.. INITAL INITIAL plan was to go down to Holland V, Meet up to go Ikea TOGETHER. All 3 of us. Yes. So i just anyhow-ly say i'll do my shopping by myself and they can do their shopping by themself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEa. and more of this and that.. I found out that it was a BLUFF.&lt;br /&gt;So, i blew them off. yup. somehow, somethings happened. and yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat confessed. (she cannot lie) . and yup yup. i bought Apple Strudel for Naf.&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab down to Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with them. Found Gab and Songren with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I complained being hungry. So we had hotdogs. AND, apple strudel.&lt;br /&gt;so so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip starts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209515063246066322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SEvqWUzUEpI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Ie2yGb_f6RE/s400/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hahaha ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're buying the prizes and decorations for RPWS night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we came across...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209515070659473426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SEvqWwazsBI/AAAAAAAAA2I/a_J1Q75IMFQ/s400/pic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cmi. nice to see, nice to hold. once smelled. considered fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. i missed the picture whereby PAT grasped the plant to TEST if the plant is real or fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keyword : Grasped ; 5 fingers + palm + alot of force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEa. Lucky Gab and I was there to stop her from killing the poor plant. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, nothing much at the first level of Ikea for us to ponder with.&lt;br /&gt;We just stayed quite long at the Pillow section thinking whether or not we should buy pillow for band camp. =\ $1.80 each only arh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so.. we didn't. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took lift up to 2nd level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS. KIDS SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first.. we wanted to just quickly browse through the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. but.. but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to some happenings.. we stayed there for nearly 45mins ! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing that happened :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209515075500430914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SEvqXCc-1kI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/fOudsIH--zI/s400/pic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naf came holding this.. Yup. Baby bottle. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gab got quite excited.. so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209515085825542082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SEvqXo6rh8I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/jfLsX9cs7hY/s400/pic4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. 2 tweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the rest of almost all the pictures are going to be AS colourful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my creativity. Yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've been borned a left hander. I know i know. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, let's move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, we have..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209515099409338674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SEvqYbhT0TI/AAAAAAAAA2g/IT50WvXatM0/s400/pic5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ta Da ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so so . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes. you've guessed correctly. we played with all the toys ~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*correction* . THEY played. I took pictures only. - Must be GLAM. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naf's enjoying most of the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209951631157263746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE13Z7AYfYI/AAAAAAAAA2o/iXPkaatzzpM/s400/pic6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee Hee HEe ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209951650672530994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE13bDtL1jI/AAAAAAAAA2w/zuAFIz3E-Xw/s400/pic7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally Cool.&lt;br /&gt;I salute her. All the kids were like.. STARING at her..&lt;br /&gt;She super la. ^^ BEst arh Naf !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209951681584481346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE13c23KxEI/AAAAAAAAA3I/80eK5n97Bjc/s400/pic10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tweet tweet. tweet tweet. weeuweet ~ cmi people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, songren kept complaining that i repeated "CMI" after every photo i took.)&lt;br /&gt;(BUT SERIOUSLY CMI ARH. I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw this big basket full of soccer balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SongREn wants to take photo.&lt;br /&gt;OF course.. with honour , i took !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209951662818602242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE13bw9CLQI/AAAAAAAAA24/BDVvAk2-dPQ/s400/pic8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laaaaa ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on.. we have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209951670679177858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE13cOPJCoI/AAAAAAAAA3A/u5RMiRbiJ0s/s400/pic9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hms. Inside people understands. Outside people just wonder okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. We ended the trip with the Horsie Ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210321911115167154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE7ILDV0NbI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Qns1pw5yvbQ/s400/pic14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I'm glad i'm the one taking the photos. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. With every outing. I'll end with this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" PHOTO OF THE DAY " ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day's winner goes toooooo.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- " GABRIEL ! " -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUSAH SUSAH PAPAYA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210308058782745458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE67kvYZw3I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/D9vSZuCmjDc/s400/pic11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HA HA HA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't the picture familiar ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like.. Quite Familiar right ZOE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hees !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210321963206022418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE7IOFZPlRI/AAAAAAAAA34/ampk6xR1nzU/s400/Beautiful+Pictures508+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like SAME SAME. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's move on to BAND CAMP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hees !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i don't remember what happened during band camp. It had been a week.&lt;br /&gt;LOL ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to detail as much okay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( oh yea. no pictures for band camp. I was too excited to take any. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1 - Band Camp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(aw, seriously, this is almost like how ALL the rest start their post. ggrr. no choice. same people, so the start, middle and end would be the same.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so . we met up with the Usual group (10 of us)(yes, i must be sincere, so i'l going to list out all the names.)&lt;br /&gt;Namely.. we have..&lt;br /&gt;- Nafisa, Zoe, Patricia, Yani, ZiQi, Gabriel, Songren, Jasmine, Ronald and Jaron -&lt;br /&gt;(Sue didn't turn up due to FYP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaron is the NEWEST in the group, but not the youngest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the same year as the rest of us minus Jasmine and having 3 december babies, he's not the youngest. But yea. the newest. Year 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had breakfast at Mac.&lt;br /&gt;rushing off mac when we realize that we're about to be late for camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT SERIOUSLY.. we have JASMINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO FEAR ! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASMINE, ALWAYS OUR SAVIOUR when it comes to being late for practices =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY I PRESENT.. JASMINE, OUR PRESIDENT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm yups. i considered putting her picture here.&lt;br /&gt;But no, i decided not to. it will cause severe sight damage for many. =\&lt;br /&gt;( Laaaaaaaaa. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So we reached school. Kinda Late.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that everyone is Sianed 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dennis (welfare officer ; camp organizer) is sort of rushing for time..&lt;br /&gt;we settled down quite quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, being kind-hearted. I volunteered to help him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEa. And i've gotten the job for marking attendance and collecting of consent forms.&lt;br /&gt;(talking about consent form, i left mine at home. So.. yea. i took the honor of signing behalf of my father. *rolleyes*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. almost there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we moved on to our sleeping area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOSH. HOW I WISH I TOOK PICTURE OF THE AREA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEs. RP IS AIR-CONed throughout. so no worries about sleeping and getting too hot and stuffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE THING IS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I / WE/ ALL OF US ~&lt;br /&gt;no one know we're sharing our sleeping area with the RUGBY IG (IG = interest group), THE BASKETBALL IG, BALL BALL IG and all sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i enter the sleeping area.. i was like. "WOOSH." nice smell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice view too. All the half-naked guys sleeping on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;woots arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like " WTH? we're sharing with them? muddy muddies? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they hung their towels at almost EVERYwhere.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even with their perfect nice nice bodies, i can't enjoy them with the terrible mud smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I negotiated with Dennis about the sleeping area.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened. But i was told that he will discuss it with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i just wondered off thinking about the smell. Yes. thinking about the smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, i saw jasmine and dennis discussing about the sleeping area.&lt;br /&gt;And soon, was told that, there is no chance of changing the sleeping area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"another woosh" =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(YEs. i'm pretty draggy. Hees. Okay. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had some grouping going on.&lt;br /&gt;was perfectly happy with my grouping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some violent people.. some tall people..&lt;br /&gt;sadiq, huici, lester, da-vid, songren, someone, someone. (dun remember)&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, i had songren in my team !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like.. at least we can joke our way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After alot of don't know what complaints..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene re-grouped us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me. i rolled my eyes a million times when the little "event" of regrouping is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULLY SALUTE AND THANK EUGENE that i have Aizat in my team.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. i have phylis too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, made our team flag, gotten our team name, team cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name call KAPLADDZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEAm members' initials plus together and got randomized by me and formed this bloody name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEs. KAPLADDZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind that. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got on. played some games.&lt;br /&gt;ice-breaking games. (for year 1s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lovely junior, SYU.. she was really arghhhh.. cute. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis was asking : " any missing team members? "&lt;br /&gt;she asked me : " why need mangosteen? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : " why need mangosteen? "&lt;br /&gt;syu : " ya. mangosteen? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-silence-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syu : " what did he say?"&lt;br /&gt;me : " any missing team members?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-silence-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : " HAAAAAAAA. MANGOSTEEN ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup yup. for those that remebered. yes. DAMN funny. yea.&lt;br /&gt;but too long ago le. like not as funny. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes.. had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Had band practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Willie. Complained to him about our sleeping area.&lt;br /&gt;He checked out the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to help. can't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was going to have full band prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cpt Yusri not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis had a talk with me about RPWS night.&lt;br /&gt;Talked for quite a while. Got stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cpt Yusri came.&lt;br /&gt;felt cold. getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;willie lent me his jacket from office.&lt;br /&gt;(thanks willie !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup yup. had dinner. showered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played another game. don't remember what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. had meeting with dennis about rpws night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting ended with alot of disagreements from many people.&lt;br /&gt;ended up doing alot of changes till late in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Naf for accompanying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2 - band camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(i said too detailed. even i'm getting bored.)&lt;br /&gt;games all the way. cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. yay. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hand and legs aching like mad. can't walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathe in cold water again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd night was more peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sleeping with my usual sleeping-mate, YANI !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup yup. she's my taiwan trip's room mate ~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup. we watched spongebob movie and slept.&lt;br /&gt;Around 2am i think. or maybe 1am. hahaha. who cares =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3 - band camp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke.&lt;br /&gt;slack.&lt;br /&gt;band prac.&lt;br /&gt;dinner.&lt;br /&gt;rpws night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the SUPPOSELY BIG NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. it turned out rather disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;it's worst when u're the one planning it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was set. nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything was started nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210308071857430210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE67lgFpnsI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/b4U3haWBdPA/s400/pic12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the later part..&lt;br /&gt;things weren't going the way we planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy poses became sex poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly love it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much of decency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people start going off because of too much obscene stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't take it also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis was suffering alot being the host.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally don't have voice that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things were screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;forced the ending to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked out. disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving dennis to clear the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis asked for a talked after the whole event after receiving a long sms by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i apologized. for walking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked for roughly.. and an hour? 2 hours?&lt;br /&gt;not so sure. very long. tears, fears, stress all flew in during the talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson were taught. i learnt many things.&lt;br /&gt;was glad that he was there when i say i'm quitting the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank him for all the support. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt my lesson. i decided to give it another try.&lt;br /&gt;and decided to be the host for the prize giving ceremony the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. prepared the prized until 4am ++&lt;br /&gt;almost all were in cliques having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks yani for joking with me throughout the whole night of wrapping prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yani and I slept at 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Naf and rest were somewhere out there.. watching adult stuff. yes.) =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAnd camp =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4 - Band camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;woke by Dennis's loud voice.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;- don't remember what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prize giving ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointed with the angel and mortal game.&lt;br /&gt;imagine you're me. you'll never know how stupid i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prize giving ceremony. my team won 3rd place.&lt;br /&gt;considering the amount of people in my team. i think we did fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aizat and me was like.. seated real far from each other.&lt;br /&gt;when they announce we won third. we looked at each other and shouted. "YES ARH !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't expect to win. well. not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a debrief session with whole band committee. 2hours. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the longest walk to interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Heavy bags, lack of sleep, aching body..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. longest walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally salute dennis.&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he still have to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he have to go radio station for song recording.&lt;br /&gt;plus he's still so sick. salute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. end of band camp. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ end -----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la. i know the post was seriously boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me explain why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took 4 days to finish up the post.&lt;br /&gt;should be more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like so lazy to write.&lt;br /&gt;until last night. which is 11pm+ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself i must finish posting by today. so here i am now. 5am. still writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite enthu when i'm writing about day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to WEIWEI !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. He saw me still online. so he came to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we started chatting.. 2am+ - 3am + i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we chat and chat.. and once in a while i type some stuff here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted until about 4.45am. which is.. woah. nice.&lt;br /&gt;i was telling him all about the band camp and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after telling him.. i don't feel any urge left to re-say the events that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. yea. i just anyhow-ly posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well. most of u should know what happened. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're really interested, you may ask me. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 5.13am now. woots arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. I'll sum up some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I happen to find some random photos in my phone. NOT TAKEN BY ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspects : Nafisa, NAF, naf, NAFIFI, NAF, naf, NAf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210308089927761138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE67mjZ8_PI/AAAAAAAAA3g/pton4Tpf8MQ/s400/pic13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. i edited it. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laaa ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually a few more. but i lazy ah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta Da ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210321939231593538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE7IMsFS1EI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zV-H0k7pqxY/s400/pic15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEs. BRANDON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE WHO I ONCE MENTIONED . THE ONE WHO DROVE US TO INTERCHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP. BRANDON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM SINGAPORE POLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP. BRANDON. THE ONE WHO SHARED THE SAME CHINESE NAME AS ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP. BRANDON..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE WHO IS GOING FOR NS THIS COMING THURSDAY ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE WE CELEBRATED HIS BIRTHDAY LAST NIGHT IN A RUSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE WHO BOUGHT US SWENSENS ICE-CREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE WHO ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEa. don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea. That's brandon.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay. REally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to wake at 11plus.&lt;br /&gt;To make sure i get to see someone before i leave home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know.. Just the day before band camp.&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine told me that..&lt;br /&gt;"BAnd camp reminds me of American Pie, Band Camp."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.. now.. thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;YEa. Seriously. Our band camp somehow was a TINY bit like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. Celebrating Meixian's bdae tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;NEed to get some sleep. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Yup. For all the pics i've posted above doesn't have me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Randomly. HEre's Me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210326218420974674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SE7MFxTi9FI/AAAAAAAAA4I/3McgAOFveYU/s400/pic17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. abit ZHI LIAN (SElf-Love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. NEVER MIND LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE CAN ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. YOU CAN NOW MOVE YOUR CURSOR TO THE TOP RIGHT HAND CORNER OF THE SCREEN. CLICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG LONG POST YA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ NIGHTS ALL !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8308775269803423928?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8308775269803423928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8308775269803423928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8308775269803423928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8308775269803423928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-long-post.html' title='long long post'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SEvqWUzUEpI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Ie2yGb_f6RE/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8638385155197392540</id><published>2008-06-09T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T05:31:33.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Give me a little more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite busy these 2 days to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i've been constructing the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few more days, few more days. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2.30am right now.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta sleep. having band later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, let me reply to tags ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songren and Jaron : Yups. I sleep THIS much. xD power hor. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronald : i knew it before you that i'll come back in 1 piece ! HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zat : cupcakes? hmmmm. I'll wait for the cupcakes in band. xD yumms. I'll join the baking after eating. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naf : Mine ain't getting better. The lesser i talk, the lesser i cough. that's all. =(&lt;br /&gt;The voice on the way back. somehow still stucked somewhere. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syu : you don't remember? I'll remind everyone later. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Done. Nights all -&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough* *cough cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8638385155197392540?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8638385155197392540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8638385155197392540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8638385155197392540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8638385155197392540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/give-me-little-more-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4493674245881513758</id><published>2008-06-07T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:10:57.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm back from band camp ; 26 hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've woke from my sleep ; 2 hours ago.(it's 9pm now) ( slept for 23 hours )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is suffering from lost of voice and terrible cough and flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got scolded by my Mum for about 1 hour +++  about getting so sick.&lt;br /&gt;she say she's not bringing me to the Doctor. =((   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* on a lighter note *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy!     I didn't fell. xD     - no blueblacks. just some aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE Zoe get better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Toes. =((      - (ur angel no use ah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- alright. just to tell everyone i'm back from band camp. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post up all the pics from Ikea trip and Band camp soon  ~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to sleep . Nights all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4493674245881513758?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4493674245881513758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4493674245881513758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4493674245881513758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4493674245881513758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-back-from-band-camp-26-hours-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8516431713611952247</id><published>2008-06-01T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:40:06.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Replying to Tags here :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley : hahaha. i just know ma. will find you next time ok ! (provided i'm still interested =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yh : Nope, i can't bake. Jelly doesn't need baking. HEHE. =\ well, i can cook actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fraghan : Hees ! My bro and sis send me around in JB. HAhaha. hao ! i'll get receipe from you and try out at home ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zat : i know cheesecake easy ah. that's why i wanna try making it. =\ HAHA ! share the receipe with me can? ahahaha. sigh. no time to make together already. counting down for band camp, 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naf : THANKS yo, sister. =(( cheeeeeesecake. oreo cheeeeesecake with strawberry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kinda sad replying to tags here. Since no one wants to make cheesecake with me, i shall make it myself one day and post it up ok ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For everyone's info, i cannot bake, because whatever i put inside the oven sure burn up.&lt;br /&gt;Eg, Pizza. (yup, i tried, failed. but it tasted quite nice and crispy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double info to everyone, i can cook . zz ~ REALLY arh.&lt;br /&gt;saddening sia. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start of today's post. :: Sunday ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Modem + wireless router is strucked by lightning few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home's Internet connection is DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to online is to secretly fix on my private modem when my sister and brother is not at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they know i've this private modem, they will not go fix the wireless router.&lt;br /&gt;So. Yea. it's a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've told everyone. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. i'm able to post because no one is currently at home.&lt;br /&gt;All went out to my cousin's dog roadshow cum competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really feeling very well. So i stayed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed the committee-bandcamp-dryrun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. really sighing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really looking forward to it. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. bandcamp is 2 days away. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed with cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm not making it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. I went to Chinese Orchestra concert yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;3 hours concert. TOTALLY not my taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la. I'm just not a C.O person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only instrument i like in C.O is ErHu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup. And there's this real hot ErHu player yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dream-talking to my sister yesterday in her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was telling her that i want x amount of kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and planning about this and that. Yup yup. Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One always say, everyone must have plans for their own future.&lt;br /&gt;Yup. i'm planning already. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun laugh la. i bet you've thought about how many kids you want too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite into Facebook nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;OWNED !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still don't see why it's worth my attention.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I'll be away for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - need to recover by monday.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - need to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - need to go Holland V / Beach Road to get prizes for camp.&lt;br /&gt;Monday - need to get gift for bandcamp&lt;br /&gt;Monday - need to pack bag for camp.&lt;br /&gt;Monday - need to have dinner with family because Mum's back.&lt;br /&gt;Monday - need to give my bro gf her salary.&lt;br /&gt;Monday - need to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Bandcamp&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - need to meet up with shrooms gang for breakfast at mac.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - bandcamp&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - BAndcamp&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Bandcamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - forget.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - piano lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. interesting 1st week of holiday.&lt;br /&gt;How nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA ! KICKBOXING LESSON STARTS 2nd WEEK OF JUNE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOots arh ! Gonna get blueblack all over soon ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Debt status :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owed my sister RM250 + SGD30 (lame)&lt;br /&gt;I owed my father SGD3000 (uber lame)&lt;br /&gt;I owed mx SGD16.40 ( how i wish i see her soon )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone owed me SGD 280&lt;br /&gt;someone else owed me SGD $0.10 ( ^^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. now i have to save to pay off my debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so.. MY psp seems even furthur away now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is... My sister owed me more than i owed her.&lt;br /&gt;But she wants me to pay her first so she can pay me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it still don't link. Because we might as well cancel the debt off right?&lt;br /&gt;Like balance it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she still says i have to pay her first. Which, i still dun understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post soon. Hope i get back my video cam from Weiwei in time.&lt;br /&gt;(although having it or not don't really make a difference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup. Okay. see you guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies to Pat and Naf. Sorry. can't have Day ZERO with you all.&lt;br /&gt;Mum's back . need to have family dinner on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya all.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta take medicine and sleep. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8516431713611952247?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8516431713611952247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8516431713611952247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8516431713611952247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8516431713611952247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-blues.html' title='sunday blues'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-3729024054625864835</id><published>2008-05-29T08:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T10:27:36.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My life is going on as usual so smoothly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this ONE THING that is quite unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;keep on going in circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to say a final STOP to the bloody issue and it shall be GONE !.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups. " STOP ! ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who don't know what's going on in my life that is making me so frustrated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've stepped on water and it soaked my slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. i'm throwing my slippers away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. AHAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only till recently that i've realized that i blog by sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should try typing in paragraphs. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;i will try okay. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i'm really tired right now. It's only 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging because i have to =x .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. well well. for the past 2 weeks, yesterday was my earliest arrival back home.&lt;br /&gt;9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. thought that i would be able to spend some time with audition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my modem turned faulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dun know why, how, when, who, what !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY. i'm using the connection in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;i went to school in the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i come back at night, the wireless connection can't be detected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really.. WTH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh sigh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've on/off , off/on, on/off, off/on -ed the wireless moden + router plus my lappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIDN'T HELP. I gave up and spent the next few hours on taiwan dramas and testing my doraemon speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister bought me an ugly doraemon speaker 2 years back.&lt;br /&gt;Was wondering whether it's still working..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, obviously it's still working. it's brand new. just seriously dirty =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm considering bringing it for bandcamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can blast music throughout if i bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's wasting space. (my bag. i'm bringing pillow ah. sure bulky. hmmm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay.. wondering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to blog to keep me awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue typing and i'll be awake soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing the bloody worksheet and then Naf msged me ..&lt;br /&gt;" siala. i just rech sch. hahaha ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIA LA NAF. 9.23am !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour late sia ! HAHAH . BREAKFAST SEH. (-0.5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lol ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's module is decision cost making.&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying from questions in the worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE PLEASE SAVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. wan-to-go-home-arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay . finish blogging. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little updates :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs - band prac later.&lt;br /&gt;fri - sectionals.&lt;br /&gt;saturday - car practical and C.O concert&lt;br /&gt;sunday - piano and dry run of bandcamp games for comm members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mon - sleep ~&lt;br /&gt;tue - breakfast with shrooms gang at mac and 1st day of bandcamp.&lt;br /&gt;wed, thurs, fri - band camp&lt;br /&gt;sat - no idea&lt;br /&gt;sun - no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updating again soon. hope my wireless router will fix be itself tonight. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NO ONE WANT MAKE CHEESECAKE WITH ME SIA. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hm. i'll make pudding this weekend. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-3729024054625864835?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/3729024054625864835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=3729024054625864835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3729024054625864835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3729024054625864835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-5134807957876974959</id><published>2008-05-28T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:08:25.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheesecake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;don't stab into someone's heart and then scold the person for screaming out the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw. band practice was as tiring as usual. but i'm quite happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20% more confident with my parts already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. 20% + 20% = 40% .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's good you know. i still have 1 and a half months to work on the 60%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20% comes from first few practices of sight-reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can play most parts. but not very clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's 20% is.. I'm able to sing Gloriosa's first phrase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" O Glo-ri-o-sa do mi na.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laaa ~ yes. i'm practicing it ok. i sing in the toilet.. in the bus.. in my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more phrase to go. can one la. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 20% today also consist of being able to count the rests and able to play correctly at my parts most of the time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still miss a few parts, but it's ok. still got time =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. i'm quite confident that the flute section will be able to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS. we have 3 juniors this year ok. we CAN make it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOE, you'll have more than just 14 bars to play le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're doing some editing and arranging to the 2ndflute's score !&lt;br /&gt;wait up ok ! more to practice =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to pack the bloody cupboard tml again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my peaceful sleep-in wednesdays are now for packing of cupboards and files. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, this time round is packing of flute files.&lt;br /&gt;i shall do it once and for all. 2 hours that is !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i shall help Pat with clarinet section's file.&lt;br /&gt;damn those who is not doing their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, MAYBE, i can help Naf =x&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. and REALLY SORRY to those who called me and smsed me.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring my phone out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REAL REAL SORRY OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh. 24 missed calls and 32 msges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the starhub very EFFICIENT la. 1 miss call = 1 msg to inform u about the missed call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... 32 - 24 = 8 msges only. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half from my parents that is. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laaa ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to join kickboxing ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. anyways. just random question to those who know WEIWEI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u guys find it quite tiring walking beside him ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually still alright, we have shirley walking with us, so it's like.. weiwei don't walk very fast =x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, shirley not with us. i met up with weiwei at the interchange to take bus to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reach school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really stun sia. i think it was one of the FASTEST timing for walking from the bus-stop to the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like.. 2 mins ? HE WALK SO FAST LA.&lt;br /&gt;den my short legs have to catch up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we met shirley and walked to the canteen... he ask me " u hot ah? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT LA. wah lao. my speed of walking is doubled up, breathing doubled up. heartbeat doubled up.&lt;br /&gt;of course hot ah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to make him walk my speed the next time we walk to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmp !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. last of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU MY TALK.TYPE-NEVER-THINK FREN, DILAH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;SHE BOUGHT ME A BIG BIG LOLLIPOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, girl, i know u miss me la. see you soon okay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. good night people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- honeylemonredtea. honeylemonredtea. milktea. milktea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AIZATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT MAKE OREO CHEESECAKE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE BAND-CAMP !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAK BUAT OREO CHEESECAKE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;^^ teach teach teach ! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NAF ! CHEESECAKE AH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okays. ^^  nights !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-5134807957876974959?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/5134807957876974959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=5134807957876974959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5134807957876974959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5134807957876974959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/cheesecake.html' title='cheesecake'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6113391053214105184</id><published>2008-05-26T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:54:59.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's not your call anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can show the rest, and let them pity you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people with fair judgement will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i did my part, i've no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;it's ur own fault with communication breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&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/6007571490034825210-6113391053214105184?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6113391053214105184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6113391053214105184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6113391053214105184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6113391053214105184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/bitch.html' title='bitch.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-483980858715885954</id><published>2008-05-26T13:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:58:03.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm SAD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week before today, the day i went KL, i was practicing my flute.&lt;br /&gt;and when i left the house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking.. " aiya. 2 days only. " ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i left my flute on my flute stand beside my piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yup. When i returned from KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made no attempt to keep my flute because i'll still be playing it and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday. I walked past my piano. And suddenly saw this weird silver stick beside the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like. " OH SHIT. MY FLUTE. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA. took me a week to remember i left it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT LOOKED DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN WEIRD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's don't look like how is when i left it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it up for further examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY DAMN MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S RUSTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much of leaving it there for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause of the rust : i didn't clean it, exposed to surroundings for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm LIKE SO HEART-BROKEN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SOMETHING ELSE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUSLY SOMEONE ACCIDENTALLY KICKED IT AND IT HIT THE MARBLE TILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S THIS DENT ON THE MOUTH PIECE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost cried. really. almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I bought the flute with my first full salary.&lt;br /&gt;NOT a very expensive flute. average flute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, it's saddening ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the saddest thing is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i screamed at the dent, i put the flute down and ran upstairs to scold my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's the only one at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he apologized and i went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS BLOODY MORNING. NOW. ME. NOW, SITTING IN THE CLASSROOM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REMEMBER THAT MY FLUTE IS STILL BESIDE THE PIANO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'll promise to polish it with silver cloth and hug it to sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually KINDA relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELIEVED THAT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not the school's flute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be so DAMNED if it's the school's. Bet the QMs are going to kill me for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saving for flute lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason my dad doesn't want to pay for my flute lessons is because i don't have time to even have dinner with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Ya arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter. i'll save. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I save money pretty fast. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few more months. =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to spend alot of money this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano lesson fees. : $230 / month (4 lessons) - 1 hour each&lt;br /&gt;Piano Exams : $xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flute lesson fees : $300 / month (4 lessons) - 1 hour each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At most i sell my phone. *rolleyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just pretty sad right now.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get home asap to clean my flute. If not, i might die from guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Committee meeting later on.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week - 5 days band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday - comm meeting.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - band prac&lt;br /&gt;wednesday - packing of files&lt;br /&gt;thursday - band prac.&lt;br /&gt;friday - sectionals prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat - car practical&lt;br /&gt;sun - piano lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiite. ciaoz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-483980858715885954?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/483980858715885954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=483980858715885954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/483980858715885954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/483980858715885954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-sad-hahahhaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6797546167772209141</id><published>2008-05-25T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:16:48.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've deleted my 4th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST TO PREVENT SOME PEOPLE TELLING ME I'M A SUCKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little note to someone here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hey, you will regret what you did. i'm not for revenge here. but u'll regret. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. 4th post on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling the whole world right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust your friend and you'll be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea. i've just been busted. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aiite. nights people .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been a sucker for a min. 11:16pm . i've been counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6797546167772209141?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6797546167772209141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6797546167772209141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6797546167772209141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6797546167772209141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/angry.html' title='angry'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-805640654498209435</id><published>2008-05-25T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:11:49.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i should change my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i should not put my fav song roaring in the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should change my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)) soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-805640654498209435?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/805640654498209435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=805640654498209435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/805640654498209435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/805640654498209435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-should-change-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-7439845903372899746</id><published>2008-05-25T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:50:13.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slight worries.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about myself  .  HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark dark circles around my eyes are getting deeper and deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will result in bad kidney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8pm now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling FREAKING-ly tired.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (i've made a mental note to sleep right after this. pray hope i remember.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on a slighter note, i didn't go for my car practical lesson just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained quite heavily suddenly at 1.40pm.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to have my 2nd driving experience out in the road on a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i called the car centre to cancel my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1.45pm, they replied, said it's ok and ask me to rest well.  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( oh, i told them i'm sick =x )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1.55pm, the rain stopped. &lt;strong&gt;STOPPED&lt;/strong&gt;. REALLY STOPPED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Nothing much there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang around my room shifting furnitures around and packing all my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Although i'm not REALLY OLD right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looking back at the past really make me wonder alot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, during primary school times, we will have this diary to pass around to everyone to write in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. Yup. i have a few of that.&lt;br /&gt;I found them when i'm packing for things to be thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read through many times. Found so many interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my 348 friend still keeps a diary like that. Even to this date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realize that, when we grow up, we tend to not introduce ourself as much as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i received the diary from my friend 2 years back, which is... Secondary 4, i, like all the rest of the 348 girls wrote long messages, greetings, memories, future plans and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all no introduction. Just words and words of love and encouragements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flipped on the diaries i found in my cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My Data -   ( haha. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name : Zi Qi&lt;br /&gt;Class : xD&lt;br /&gt;D.O.B : 10th December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav Food.&lt;br /&gt;Fav Drink.&lt;br /&gt;Fav Tv programme.&lt;br /&gt;Fav movie&lt;br /&gt;Fav Teacher&lt;br /&gt;Fav person&lt;br /&gt;Fav classmate&lt;br /&gt;Fav girl&lt;br /&gt;Fav guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. HAhaha. and of course when u have all the FAvs, u have all the Un-Favs. =\&lt;br /&gt;(new word of the day. Un-FAv)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll list a whole lot of 100% gold friends, 50% silver friends, 0% bronze friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Bronze is already 0%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many percent copper is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yup yup. PRi sch days memories flew back to me. First Crush. and all.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe there's people writing their first crush in my diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've done the same too. HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;So much memories of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it made me feel so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm yet to be legal to even buy alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually all written above kinda just blurted out from my mind.. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i'm just wondering if i'll continue to blog when i grow older.&lt;br /&gt;Let's say, 30 years old ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be this young auntie holding 1 kid in each hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will i look back and laugh at myself again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I believe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is really random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kinda worry about the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;-no link-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine told us at MOS the other day that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;researchers found out that the Earth will be end at year 2019. A friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because some people found something big on the way to crash into Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. 2019.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 more years only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing i said to Naf after hearing all these is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" sia la, i haven't get married. 11 more years only sia. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only that i didn't add on what's on my mind. " i can't get to see my grand-childrens "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what Patricia said was. " HAVEN'T HAD SEX. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like.. " erm.. Pat? "&lt;br /&gt;HAHa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIA LA. I'm bored la.&lt;br /&gt;My msn is not working at all and my game isn't working either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe only thing i can do is blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I shall not bore you all furthur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night.      time : 8.13pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post tomorrow. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ and so... Qi sings.. ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it’s all said and done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can’t believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;To build me up and tear me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Like an old abandoned house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What you said when you left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I fell too far, was in way too deep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ shall continue singing tomorrow..]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-7439845903372899746?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/7439845903372899746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=7439845903372899746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7439845903372899746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7439845903372899746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/slight-worries.html' title='slight worries.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-445458837894318039</id><published>2008-05-25T12:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T12:57:51.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sighs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know... the cost of flour increased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to my favourite breadshop just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually with just 10 dollars, you can buy 5 pieces of bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like.. roughly - $1.50 - $1.90 for one bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the store.. I was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the small variety of bread and shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;So little variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was about to pick a random bread to make my basket look slightly full,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. The freaking bread cost $3.20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE FREAKING BREAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm not with my little cousin, who want the piece of bread badly, i would have walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes. I'm stingy. NOT.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cant accept the fact that a piece of bread is costing $3.20 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright. I'll stop eating bread for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got back to the car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm suddenly deep in thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which module..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DecisionCostMaking/Statictics/OperationPlanning/InventoryManagement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea which.. but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If PRice of FLour increase..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;price of bread increase ; things made of flour increases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- erm........ Flour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pasta. Cakes. Pizza. Pastries. Noodles: Ramen, yellowmee. Popiah. VegetarianFood.... etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. They DO use Flour to fry Chicken right?&lt;br /&gt;This is bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. Yes Yes. I'm blabbering over the increase cost of Flour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much actually.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt many people care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's just me. HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiite aiite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's Car Practical lesson was quite shocking actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my second time driving.&lt;br /&gt;My instructor came to pick me up for lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got on the car..&lt;br /&gt;He asked:" when is the last time i teach you? the first lesson? when? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like.. " erm.. hmm.. erm... 2 weeks ago? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied : " Good. Ok, drive me to the car training centre. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " WHAT? " ( the shock is because... he's suppose to drive me there. I haven't drive in the main road before la. zz )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : " Faster, no time. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " O . K "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i drove..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the main road... to the car training centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the distance is about... Boon Lay to Woodlands / Woodlands to Orchard .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with loads of traffic and a long bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My fastest speed is 40km/hr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. If you are the one driving for the first time, you'll understand that 40km/hr is VERY FAST already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Drove for 2 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Learnt how to make U-turns.&lt;br /&gt;Learnt the required Route A and Route B for the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally forget how to park the car/ 3-point turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to have my 3rd lesson at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally regretted sleeping so late yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made myself finish the book i'm reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally regretted because i CANNOT focus at all during my piano lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like... sigh. it's like... wasting time/money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda Good News : No piano lesson next week.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda Bad News : I must pay the fees even if there's no lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like.. rolleyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more Ranting nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. I will be collating Jasmine's scandal list for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if you want to be included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Msn is not really working for me nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. leave me Sms-es and calls if you need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually phone also no use. i haven been charging my phone for 2 days. - kinda no batt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- REALLY LAZY AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK. ending the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. BYE BYE PEOPLE. Shall post again when i've better things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laaa ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ps. I'm thinking of taking up kick-boxing lessons.&lt;br /&gt;HAH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-445458837894318039?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/445458837894318039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=445458837894318039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/445458837894318039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/445458837894318039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/sighs.html' title='sighs'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-7761646305003552720</id><published>2008-05-22T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T03:59:47.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's ur keyword?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA ! HEY PEEPS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some REALLY weird/ funny stuff to show you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, few hours back, while having dinner with ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAF, PAT, ZOE, YANI and BRANDON..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(haha. I don't like to put Naf and Friends.. like not sincere.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;yea. while having dinner with them just now, i was telling them about the weird words people use to find my blog in google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ribena pastilles " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. yea. i saw that in my nuffnang's " keyword search " to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like.. UH? where's the link?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ~ I ONCE post about Ribena Pastilles, the crave i have for it.&lt;br /&gt;and how much energy content it have and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really don't know how people can type it in the google search and find my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea yea.&lt;br /&gt;and I happen to visit nuffnang just now for doing some editings here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what i saw. Laugh ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203280901942444882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SDXEaYLag1I/AAAAAAAAA1w/wYfdBnNcq7Q/s400/damn+funny+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203282559799821154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SDXF64Lag2I/AAAAAAAAA14/DRyuDAenJug/s400/funny+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203279948459705154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SDXDi4Lag0I/AAAAAAAAA1o/cG7JDyhmABA/s400/damn+funny+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203279458833433394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SDXDGYLagzI/AAAAAAAAA1g/k_FxMfNDZs0/s400/damn+funny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY DAMN FUNNY LA ! LOL !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la. not &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; funny. but still! it's really INTERESTING !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about every keyword ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ziqi - still alright la. my name ma. and quite many people have the name too. maybe someone trying to search my blog or some other pretty girl's pic ba.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- im-call-qi - DEFINETLY looking for my blog. but... problem is... if you know it's "im-call-qi" already.. you could've type it in the address box? no? .blogspot.com? no? HAHA ! weird !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ribena pastilles - Yup. NO IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:qi.yap@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;qi.yap@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; - Yea. people trying to find me somewhere by my email ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- zikki fictin - really no comments. i know i'm zikki. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ribena citric and how much - =(( really ah... haiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hirdas - i hope someone can tell me.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- anime in love cute - I think i mentioned i watch anime before.. but.. erm.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dai dee excel sheet - I AM GOING INSANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- your just another mistake - YEs yes. i'm the mistake. push me ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cute chinchillas - I BET they found Peppers ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- suprising facts of ribenas - THEY ARE PURPLE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- strepsils and tooth decay? - Hm. hmmm. guys, dun eat too much mentos, kills sperms. ( =\ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- zikki - yea. zikki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- rpws nafisa - NAF ! THEY LOOKING FOR YOU ! SOMEONE SPYING ON YOU. BEWARE YA ! HAHAHAHAHAHHAA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- meixian blogspot - SIA LA. CONFIRM FROM SINGAPORE POLY. HAHAHA. meixian arh meixian ! - anyways, meixian dun really blog. try forever348.blogspot.com haha. at least she post there BEFORE . LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- yani facial cream - HA ! YAN, YOU PROMOTING FACIAL CREAM? =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- what is ribena pastilles - SIA LA, sound like PATRICIA. HAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- wei wei rpws trombone - WAH LAO. WEINI, people stalking for you too !&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHa. HEY SOMEONE, try WAYNE rpws trombone. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. so much of ribena pastilles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post about ribena pastilles is on the..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st August 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAha. TOTALLY LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i clicked on my archives to search on my ribena post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i read back my previous posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really worst than now.&lt;br /&gt;I think the habit of loving to talk and talk and talk just can't be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I post even longer posts last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REading back was so much fun. One day after i finish all my newly bought books, i shall read my archive posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite lame. doesn't matter arh. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite done for the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little update on my current plans for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Friday - (today) . - school, sectionals.&lt;br /&gt;- Saturday - car practical !&lt;br /&gt;- Sunday - piano lecturing and car practical !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I'm driving REALLLLLLLL soon ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEA. talking about that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon drove us to cwp today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the U-TURN he made was DELIBERATLY SO HARSH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. HE's a pretty good driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if he didn't do it on purpose, i think he couldn't have passed the practical exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, we don't have to walk. NICE ! (lazy ah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. ops. haha ! he wun be reading. no harm =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laaa . overall conclusion : today was a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(today in this sentence is referring to Thurs, it's Friday already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;ok. i'm being naggy again. shall end the post now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-7761646305003552720?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/7761646305003552720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=7761646305003552720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7761646305003552720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7761646305003552720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/whats-ur-keyword.html' title='what&apos;s ur keyword?'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SDXEaYLag1I/AAAAAAAAA1w/wYfdBnNcq7Q/s72-c/damn+funny+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-145153941592641806</id><published>2008-05-21T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:33:48.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not mood swing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;was actually quite happy a moment ago when i'm typing the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went blog hopping. and everything is like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooosh ~ . totally roll-eyes mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend once tell me that when you're in a relationship with someone for almost a year..&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST a year, the few more months to A YEAR is the most shaky ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagreed and i replied that, " it really depend on who is the 2 person "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. actually, it's quite a random say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright. I don't really know why am i so down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall drink my newly-found-flavour bubble tea tomorrow and be drunk from all the roll-eyes things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes will get smaller if i continue to roll like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sucky week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-145153941592641806?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/145153941592641806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=145153941592641806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/145153941592641806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/145153941592641806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-mood-swing.html' title='not mood swing?'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4736801308490652464</id><published>2008-05-21T22:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:13:31.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello hello !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell loads of fire gun shooting around. someone should really do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELFARE? WELFARE? SIA LA. welfare officer only collect band fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Librarians. Only Print Score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band camp use water gun can. safer ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize to all those who got burned by my fire.&lt;br /&gt;really didn't mean to aim nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buy you guys ice aiite. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Received some comments about wanting my little 10 year old friend's blog link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. sia la. privacy can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i really didn't felt like posting.&lt;br /&gt;It's really because of WEIWEI that i am typing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because... HE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He.. MYSTERIOUSLY FOUND THE GIRL'S BLOG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea man. although i think i know how he get. but dun know ah. I never ask him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always give me loads of surprising weird stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So if you are interested in the little girl's blog. Find WEIWEI ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. bloody hell. i know what u guys thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've swore in my previous previous previous post that i'm not talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. and now, i'm here, thanking and thanking him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ! cannot make it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my temper very fast hot, very fast cool also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the other day.. I'm meeting Naf. And so HAPPENLY he and Phylis was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see him. want to laugh, want to act angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cmi. obviously i failed at acting angry. yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolleyes. hahaha. can't blame la. he's one of my first good friends in poly leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* looks up at the ceiling... rolled-eyes. hm. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. Alright. I'm really like flattering him too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to thank him no reason-ly (my new word) for anyhow-ly (my old word) ...;for anyhow-ly getting a blog link i've been trying to get. Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. WEINI, i believe u are wondering what good deed u've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me stare at the blog and SCREAMED " WHAT THE FUCK! eEEE ! THE EYES ! ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup. you can ask Phylis about that. I viewed the blog with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- shhh. let's not reveal whose blog is it ya. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Believe me. This is almost one of the times whereby i am just dragging my post because i don't feel like ending it but i've got absoulute nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright. I'll think of something when i keep typing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes yes. Just saying about thinking about something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Phylis packed the Library Cupboards today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. If you recall, the last time we packed the cupboard, i've gotten sick the next day and Phylis had gotten itchy throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Hannah for reminding me every few moments to go wash my face.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going to be alright tomorrow. Just a little cough and sniffs here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Another fren of my suggested that i should wear mask the next time we pack the cupboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lis, we go buy and claim from welfare ok !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about welfare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DENNIS. IF YOU ARE READING...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must return me last month's band fund ah. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was under Financial Assistance last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ! la la la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. Thanks to those who sent their care and concerns last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my Dad is still nagging me about what happened, but everything is better already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST, i don't have to walk inside KFC and remember my wallet is empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiite aiite aiite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. LAST, LAST anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, don't bother about the nuffnang ad at the side of my blog ok.&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to be at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the nuffnang person ask me to put above, if not he not going to let me advertise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIA LA. I blogged almost 1 year already. (June = one year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blogged almost 1 year already but the nuffnang earnings still SUPER low la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait till i receive the earnings. We'll go celebrate. Celebrate my 1 year old blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I suddenly remember something again !&lt;br /&gt;HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i started my blog is because i wanted to post about last year's band camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell everyone HOW WEIWEI THREW THE WATERBOMBs AND POURED WATER AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;( WEIWEI, NO NEED DENY. GOT VIDEO ! ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's in my team. and.. we were playing water bombs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other team stole our whole bucket of water bombs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so pissed, i walked to their team and took them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LA, i didn't went like some siaokia demanding my waterbombs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just.. act friendly.. act innocent.. walk walk... and took. and ran !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. I remember. Aizat was the one pulling me down to the bloody muddy grass patch.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone came hugging me. pouring water.. pulling my hair.. yes yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To remind why i didn't have people back me up when i go steal the bombs back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i did told SOMEONE to watch out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that. she thought i was joking and ignored me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That dumpling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. HA HA HA. SORRY. NO OFFENCE AROUND YA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOt pretty high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much memories. Band camp coming.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly not so excited. Naf can't make it. Got attachment.&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY RP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My photoshop down. So no pictures until it is working again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ps.] anyone renting room? qi is finding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Nights all. Laa-diii ~ Diii ~ LAH ~ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ps.ps] i miss Dilah, my type-never-think friend. (dilah, ur talk-never-think friend misses u !)&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/6007571490034825210-4736801308490652464?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4736801308490652464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4736801308490652464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4736801308490652464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4736801308490652464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-random.html' title='random random.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4056296165287521451</id><published>2008-05-20T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T16:23:43.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The only thing nice about today is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faci didn't ask alot of questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that.. really quite cmi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- shoulder ache.&lt;br /&gt;- weird conversations.&lt;br /&gt;- knee a little naughtly. (cold weather ba..)&lt;br /&gt;- got to prepare things for band.&lt;br /&gt;- alot of things not done.&lt;br /&gt;- 100 things on pending to-be-done list.&lt;br /&gt;- heavy bag.&lt;br /&gt;- band.&lt;br /&gt;- band.&lt;br /&gt;- band.&lt;br /&gt;- band.&lt;br /&gt;- band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. I'm blogging because i'm kinda bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for Yani and Phylis to come my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naf have UT. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird eh. they are not here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiite. post some pics from KL tomorrow or whenever i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, i know i still owe my blog alot of pictures !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4056296165287521451?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4056296165287521451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4056296165287521451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4056296165287521451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4056296165287521451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/today.html' title='today.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8954873388329600691</id><published>2008-05-17T05:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T06:08:38.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You know.. sometimes i'm really trying to be a good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Recently i know this little girl from game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only get to know her age after she pester me for half an hour to get my msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. no harm. Msn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. yup. she's 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. it's really alright, having a 10 years old friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, we used to be 10 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think, times change.&lt;br /&gt;she's telling me about this guy in her class who likes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually. i'm alright la, i'm good, like... well. talking to small girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm OK, nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. she ask if i blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a bad answer as she started pestering for my blog address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. i refuse to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, she gave me hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. i started blogging since 17 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started blogging since.. 9/10 years old.&lt;br /&gt;OMG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. she ask me to tag in her blog.&lt;br /&gt;i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said " Hi, nice blog ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that.. we didn't talk for like.. 1 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, my msn started blinking .&lt;br /&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ii habbe repliied eur taq. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me more than 30 secs to digest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. and she told me about how she's going to spend her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if u dun categorize me as nice, i don't know what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chat with her about her day for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, in case she ask if i've read her blog, i "fav" her blog add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i continue my usual routine of checking out all my frens' blog.&lt;br /&gt;skipped her for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hop in to refresh on whose blog is it just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i found the answer to why so many people failed English last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can foresee the future.. it's really not that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prevent revealing her identity ( =\ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just show u what she wrote for her last night's entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201098371592515922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SC4DaZCicVI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/5S9lkhWyaLo/s400/sd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201098380182450530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SC4Da5CicWI/AAAAAAAAA0g/BRwzFJwbrBU/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i must re-read every sentence twice to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. although my own english is only half a bucket of water, but still........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I actually admire this little girl, for as, she discover blogger.com so much earlier than I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanx sohh muchx feerh reeadingg myhes blogx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sia la. i cannot. just add X at the end of the word doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha. aiite. it's 6am already. i shall go sleep. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going KL tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, dad and sis not on fire anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. aiite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall post when i'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Use good english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need good english.&lt;br /&gt;even singlish is good. Just don't use X english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8954873388329600691?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8954873388329600691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8954873388329600691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8954873388329600691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8954873388329600691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SC4DaZCicVI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/5S9lkhWyaLo/s72-c/sd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-306775380898488060</id><published>2008-05-15T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T16:03:34.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;some guys just cannot understand the simplest thing about girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there it is. right in front of me. this guy, can't even sense the slighest bit when a girl is FUMING because of his stupid confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next guy i date is sooooo going to be someone with.. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- humour.&lt;br /&gt;- height.&lt;br /&gt;- sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;- knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;- slight understanding of girls. ( SLIGHT IS ENOUGH ) ( AT LEAST DO THE RIGHT THINGS AT THE RIGHT TIME YA )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Yup . that's about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup. Even i can't see myself matching the above qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, it's better to set a target than just date blindly ya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At most, i cancel out some points when i meet a guy who roughly meet the standard ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. ALRIGHT LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being bad in the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. * rolleyes * .&lt;br /&gt;&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/6007571490034825210-306775380898488060?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/306775380898488060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=306775380898488060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/306775380898488060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/306775380898488060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='&gt;=('/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6835210631977225433</id><published>2008-05-14T19:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:29:23.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half a day gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had this really weird dream yesterday/today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. i slept from ytd.. around 12am ++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until evening. 5pm ++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is... I've got this dream in the early times when i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i woke up suddenly because.. you know, whenever you dream, some things are always left hanging. So you'll force yourself to go deeper, and eventually you'll wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, for my case, it kept happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of going out with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's a girl, but it seem like a guy. long hair, but the voice like deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. very weird la. so i try to make myself focus on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i force myself to sleep and dream again. and then.. it because a different person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, the people walking beside me are all different already. IT's one BIG group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking and walking.. i can't see the face too.&lt;br /&gt;But... One big group..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naf and all ? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. the scene changed. we are at bugis or somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked into this shop that sell alot of facial cream, body lotion and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly the shop only left with me. and many many staffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wanted to buy this facial cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the staff tell me, the pH for the cream very high, will burn my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i asked whether she have a lower pH cream.&lt;br /&gt;she say it's all sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I panic ah. cos i think i really need the cream or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then, she recommended me Pimple cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bottle very big arh.&lt;br /&gt;like those.. u know.. Gel bottles? thick thick round round, big big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shock la. den i ask. how to use ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she dunno from where pull out a plug, den attach it to the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the content inside the bottle started swirling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she showed me the swirling content. she say that the cream will turn hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i ask how can i use the content when it's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she say. press "this" button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun remember where is the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after she pressed, the hot cream turned into foam, and the foam started to flow out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's funny is that.. I've dreamt about all these for the past 20hrs that i've been sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know. i read it from somewhere that, whenever someone dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how long the person thought he/she dreamt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the longest a dream can last is only 40secs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in, one person can think that he/she dreamt for the past 4hrs about something.&lt;br /&gt;but actually, the dream is only 40secs. (the most)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup yup. haahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. very lame lo. also dun know why i say out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toot sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAppy Day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's Thursday tomorrow. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6835210631977225433?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6835210631977225433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6835210631977225433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6835210631977225433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6835210631977225433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/half-day-gone.html' title='half a day gone.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4594242594256418057</id><published>2008-05-13T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:06:06.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bad-tempered. I'm hot-tempered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup yup. easily angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. class was no fun. don't understand alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, totally thanks to Hafiz ! (MY CLASS's HAFIZ) .&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to hafiz who did ALLLLLL the calculations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the presentation was alright !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got help. a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i supply him the 6th P. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the walk to cwp was as usual, super fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naf, Pat, Yani, Zoe, ZiQi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now plus, Shirley, Phylis and Brandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sia la. Brandan lucky sia. 6 girls leh. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to KFC, ate and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. you know, we always talk the same things, yet it's always still so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really memorable memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked about taiwan trip. talk about the band prac, talk about every little things here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super funny. Really laugh all the way. HAhaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh + root beer = stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol ! yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left KFC around 10.40pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached custom at 11pm. NICE YOU KNOW. NO JAM. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so.. bro picked me up and reached home at 11.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;Nice. Nice day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister super funny la. selfish-ly funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our newly renovated room is a combined room as in. we made 2 room link up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used to have just our bed room, and the room beside our room is the music room.&lt;br /&gt;(music room is where my dad and mum put the karaoke set)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now we renovated. the music room's door is sealed up. and the wall between our bedroom and the music room got one 'hole'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hole for doors, but we dun wan the door. so just the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den den. it's like .. entering a room with another room inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so, when u enter the room, you will see the toilet, sofas, tables, dressing tables..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a living room. so the other room is where we sleep. only beds and alot of space for a least an extra queen size bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the main thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main thing is. usually, when one of us is sick, we sleep outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today she sick, she put a bed outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. suddenly no mood sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was typing typing. den suddenly wei wei talk to me in msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mood already. i shall NOT TALK TO HIM FOR 1 MONTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall not borrow weiwei any device anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no camera, no phone, no videocam, no nothing !&lt;br /&gt;and no secrets to weiwei !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiite. nights ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4594242594256418057?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4594242594256418057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4594242594256418057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4594242594256418057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4594242594256418057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-7412928983653675600</id><published>2008-05-12T13:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T13:07:24.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Phylis told me about the latest thing that we are not informed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phylis. June 1 - 5 go shopping ok . =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can ask Dilah along. Yuting also. Maresh? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya. Librarians print scores only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-7412928983653675600?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/7412928983653675600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=7412928983653675600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7412928983653675600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7412928983653675600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/hah.html' title='hah'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4930460241030073270</id><published>2008-05-08T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T13:49:43.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>story to tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a story to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether is it because of the bad weather or is it because of the lack of humour lately.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone's not really in the perfect state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's either down or moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiite. so i shall be one of the first to realize that being down doesn't really help at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to all who tried to cheer me up, it's actually easier if you guys give me a shoulder massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lump on my shin is still probbing pain. i haven't touch it since the day i got it.&lt;br /&gt;Phylis say it's going to stay there forever if i don't rub it.&lt;br /&gt;But i can't help it, it feels like it's going to burst. aye, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoulder muscle started to ache just a moment ago. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is barred again. I don't have money to pay bill ah.&lt;br /&gt;House on Fire. Everyone's having cold war at home, can't ask for allowance, so shall use the prepaid number until otherwise stated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just call my usual number, i'll call you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, what else.&lt;br /&gt;Every thing that happened from yesterday back and all, will not be mentioned anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says if you let the past leave, it will leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, Whatever =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll REALLY post the pictures when i'm not that busy ok ! He he he ! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. This Story here is to share with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might read it before, but still, it's nice to read it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Two traveling angels &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep reading to the bottom of the page ----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, 'Things aren't always what they seem.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel how could you have let this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first man had everything, yet you helped him, she accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Things aren't always what they seem,' the older angel replied. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren't always what they seem.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way they should.&lt;br /&gt;If you have faith, you just need to trust that every out come is always to your advantage.&lt;br /&gt;You just might not know it until some time later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiite. If you read until this part, i really want to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my lesson is about to start in few mins time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour ago, my classmates all wan to go off.&lt;br /&gt;Cos lazy to present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to make them stay.&lt;br /&gt;Some hesitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Shimah go tell them " go la, no need stay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off they all go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our faci came back to class and took 20 mins to finally realize that half the class is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we helped them by saying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" U saw them buy the E1 food just now? They took the same food, and all have diarrhoea. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she replied :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" WHAT? E1 which stall? complain ok ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" er ya ya, we ask them to complain already, but they too painful. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ah, serious? How to spell diarrhoea? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" * silence * "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. i'm going to meet Naf later. Cya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4930460241030073270?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4930460241030073270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4930460241030073270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4930460241030073270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4930460241030073270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/story-to-tell.html' title='story to tell'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6399856560769066545</id><published>2008-05-06T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:36:57.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucked up day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i should've slashed my wrist and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm really really down right now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6399856560769066545?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6399856560769066545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6399856560769066545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6399856560769066545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6399856560769066545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/fucked-up-day.html' title='fucked up day.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-420706929034483775</id><published>2008-05-03T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T18:01:36.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've pictures to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait ok. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to finish up some stuff before posting :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- perfect sonatina (piano exam 1st piece) by tonight&lt;br /&gt;- write email to a company regarding interviewing their members&lt;br /&gt;- edit the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaha. wait arh. anyways, they are all nice photos ! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-420706929034483775?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/420706929034483775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=420706929034483775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/420706929034483775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/420706929034483775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6770152348737285876</id><published>2008-05-01T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T13:25:18.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labours' Day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY IS LABOURS' DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 1st May 2008, Labours' day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's a Public Holiday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Public Holiday means, Daddy don't have to work, and he can accompany Mummy out !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Actually, it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just happy because i don't have to attend school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purrrlease. Who's not happy to delay Operations Planning Module?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiite aiite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the delays and whatever not, there are still things to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start listing them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Submission of PP scope.&lt;br /&gt;= Tiny bit revision of tml's UT.  (well, maybe not)&lt;br /&gt;- Practicing of piano.&lt;br /&gt;= Watching Iron Man later.&lt;br /&gt;- Eat Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;= Sit around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. The most important is the PP scope.&lt;br /&gt;I've gathered enough information for me to start with the scope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm like so bloody lazy. AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. Let me tell u guys what happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is a no-school day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i've planned for yesterday is to go shopping with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept till 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. From tuesday night, 11pm to wednesday evening, 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19hours . Straight 19 hours, no toilet breaks, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy. i know. i KNOW !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not the first time already. but i think it's going to be the last few times i sleep in till so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really. After yesterday, i've concluded some points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 1 : One should never sleep for so long.&lt;br /&gt;Point 2 : Long sleeps causes dizziness.&lt;br /&gt;Point 3 : Long sleeps makes you sleepy earlier. ( i slept at 1am(wednesday))&lt;br /&gt;Point 4 : You missed one whole day by sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Point 5 : Whatever you cook taste like chicken.&lt;br /&gt;(*rolleyes* yes, i cooked dinner. my mum almost went crazy when she saw what i did, and i almost fainted)&lt;br /&gt;(i'm supposed to stir-fry the chicken meat and then put in the veggie. however, i didn't. i stirred-fried the chicken meat and i add in more chicken meat and i continue to stir-fry and not realize anything wrong and then, i just serve it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ARH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la. so much of nonsense. ZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is : i regretted sleeping for so long. It made my brain lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha Ha Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh. one good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My toe is not as swollen as before already !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots arh. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post some jokes in the next post ya.&lt;br /&gt;NEed to go get something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRon Man !  ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laaaaaa ~ okays. cya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6770152348737285876?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6770152348737285876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6770152348737285876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6770152348737285876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6770152348737285876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/05/labours-day.html' title='Labours&apos; Day !'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8847745229080652470</id><published>2008-04-29T08:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T15:57:18.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever floats your boat !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever floats your boat !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one time when a friend of mine said this phrase to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Whatever floats your boat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial response was.. : "eh? water?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a moment of silence.. then i realize it wasn't a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Whatever floats your boat-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............ : - is a phrase that often means whatever "soothes your soul" or whatever "works best" Aka- Whatever you feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;.............: - Your view is different then mine so I am going to tease you in a sarcastic way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tom: I love going for long walks on Sundays, they make me feel so close to nature!&lt;br /&gt;Tim: Riight... well whatever floats your boat man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i believe many of you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just referring back to a past conversation with a friend and i realize i was quite dumb that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people learn ya. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways, a little update here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cannot-make-it right toe is bound to be chopped off.&lt;br /&gt;I just kept kicking on something and it just can't stop continuing to swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yups. Finally, i've decided to bandage it up, going to visit the Docs in the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when i thought bandaging my toe up is a good way to : -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1st, make sure people sees my toe is injured and will not attempt to Accidentally step on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2nd, make sure i know it's bandaged and not ACCIDENTALLY kick on something again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all went well only up to 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in this bus when this auntie came running to the seat beside me, and on the next stop, she got off and...&lt;br /&gt;the bus jerked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK the auntie know my right toe injured, so when she fell, she stepped on my left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;middle toe, 4th toe and last toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ARH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i reach class, i kicked my right toe on the table legs, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR GOD KNOWS WHAT REASON. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. the RPWS concert was.. well, a success ! Congrats RPWSians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, that is to minus off all the things happened before the concert.&lt;br /&gt;well. whatever floats my boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaaha. okays. some pictures from the concert. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naf, Zoe, Yani, Pat, Sue, Phylis and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194550001902852898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBa_tG9smyI/AAAAAAAAAyw/yP2EbSdu9Vo/s400/Beautiful+Pictures498.1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mirror big enough to fill up more people. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the colour not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;My phone camera not good enough. =)&lt;br /&gt;and i'm lazy to edit ALLLLL the pics. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more more ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194550903845985074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbAhm9smzI/AAAAAAAAAy4/LVX0oLjPJSc/s400/Beautiful+Pictures499.1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then and then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194550912435919682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbAiG9sm0I/AAAAAAAAAzA/CtI_x56veP0/s400/Beautiful+Pictures500+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute la. not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194550921025854290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbAim9sm1I/AAAAAAAAAzI/a7esnkxgCL4/s400/Beautiful+Pictures502+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Phylis !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194550921025854306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbAim9sm2I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/2yoFeYvbqZo/s400/Beautiful+Pictures505.1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Librarians Rocks !&lt;br /&gt;eew colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;*phylis, if u want, get from me, dun take here. i edit the colour. HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;More more !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194551737069640578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbBSG9sm4I/AAAAAAAAAzg/jt9OHkN1IZs/s400/Beautiful+Pictures509+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this super la, this got hannah in the middle and shirley at the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ARH, yani !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it's time for the concert, Naf in the other exit sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So only Yani, Zoe, Pat and Me.. =( sorry naf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194551741364607890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbBSW9sm5I/AAAAAAAAAzo/TjD9qOOKwjc/s400/Beautiful+Pictures520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hees ~&lt;br /&gt;The rose in zoe's flute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194551745659575202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbBSm9sm6I/AAAAAAAAAzw/aeYQ41H4GjQ/s400/Beautiful+Pictures515+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't get enough of Zoe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's her trying to make people think she plays the bassoon. HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194564012086172610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbMcm9sm8I/AAAAAAAAA0A/__X0lTQyEOc/s400/Beautiful+Pictures517+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoe play bassoon like so weird. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the bassoon guy comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194564012086172594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbMcm9sm7I/AAAAAAAAAz4/ryLx2gQujJY/s400/Beautiful+Pictures516+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time is.. the bassoon guy kpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194564020676107234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbMdG9sm-I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/wSCxsMV9Jxs/s400/Beautiful+Pictures519+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister bought me a Balloon.&lt;br /&gt;shearlene bought me flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah gave me lots of things. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i sleepy that night, so i only took the balloon. hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194564016381139922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbMc29sm9I/AAAAAAAAA0I/xr2-Y3O_RCA/s400/Beautiful+Pictures524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Ok ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored already. feel like sleeping. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eRm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One picture to dedicate to Zoe and all those who loved her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Featuring : The Susah Susah Papaya Pig.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194550929615788914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBbAjG9sm3I/AAAAAAAAAzY/OFNQhv0MA-A/s400/Beautiful+Pictures508+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah !&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Ya People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Tune in session with the Year 1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure whether i am looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really very tired. I fancy a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buh-bye ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8847745229080652470?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8847745229080652470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8847745229080652470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8847745229080652470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8847745229080652470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/04/whatever-floats-your-boat.html' title='Whatever floats your boat !'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBa_tG9smyI/AAAAAAAAAyw/yP2EbSdu9Vo/s72-c/Beautiful+Pictures498.1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-1801940129398512407</id><published>2008-04-24T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T15:25:50.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plunge into Depression.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Plunge into Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Yes. I don't even know what my heading mean.&lt;br /&gt;Who the fuck cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just came to my mind and i just felt like using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm FUCKING not happy right now. Really painful.&lt;br /&gt;Like this bloody knife stabbed into my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even ditched or neither did i lose an arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUck. Yes. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My horoscope for today says that i have to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Take things slowly, do things step be step. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yup. I'm Following it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked slowly to school, walked slowly to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took things slowly, had lunch. walked back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING IS PERFECTLY OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. What's the problem? The FREAKING PROBLEM is that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand the problem statement.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to change what you learn so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Jumping into all sorts of freaking engineering stuff is sucky.&lt;br /&gt;REally sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's logistics, plus maths, plus graphs, plus excels, plus maths, plus maths, plus maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. I KNOW I GOT THIS IDIOTIC B4 FOR MY O'LEVELS MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;and it's the only time in my 4 years of secondary school life that i passed my maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes And just when i thought i'm never going to touch maths again.&lt;br /&gt;... Here i am !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Square 1 !&lt;br /&gt;maths. and it sux, because we need to do maths in EXCEL. PLOT FREAKING GRAPHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, it's alright. I've got team mates to help me with it too.&lt;br /&gt;Yea =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. back to today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. i've took everyday slowly, the problem is i dun understand how to use the formula to solve&lt;br /&gt;today's problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192709440912792338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBA1uW9smxI/AAAAAAAAAyo/g-uvjIwDOa0/s400/Beautiful+Pictures479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I tried. I've always tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CAN'T DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;And NEITHER CAN MY TEAM MEMBERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the problem ?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't solve it and i just presented the definition of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I EVEN COMPLAINING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry. i don't know where can i vent my anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was drawing this graph that my team mate and I manage to somehow calculated..&lt;br /&gt;And I was told my team is the first team to present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like.. no one is helping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get the graph in the excel. I drew it on paper.&lt;br /&gt;Took a picture. Couldn't get the picture bluetoothed to my com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew the graph on the whiteboard, failed. i can't draw a 0.5 metre straight line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get the picture in my com.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the ppt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MUCH FOR TAKING THINGS STEP BY STEP.&lt;br /&gt;The reason i'm pissed with myself is that, i can't contribute at all to last week and today's presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always like that, i cannot take it when my team's presentation is unclear.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take it when my team's presentation is skimpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take it when i cannot do anything to make my team's presentation more presentable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i blame myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People says i find trouble myself because it's not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's me. I just cannot take it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like not understanding anything. I like to be clear and like everyone to be as clear as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After presenting, i accidentally dropped my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;yes. i feel so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, i'm here blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;venting my anger to almost no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone is reading this, i bet he/she will be like..&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT THE FUCK, YAPZIQI, GET A LIFE !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. I just feel so fucking depressed right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's studio rehearsal later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON, tell me it's going to be better.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ruin my freaking i-thought-it-would-be-good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Sorry. Hehehe. i suddenly feel so much better.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. just type and type and type. now i feel so much better. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't understand why am i having severe mood swings these few weeks, let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm suffering as i cannot cope with my school stuff.&lt;br /&gt;- This saturday is the RPWS concert and i'm worried i might fall sick anytime.&lt;br /&gt;- My piano teacher is not convinced that i can take my piano exam this year.&lt;br /&gt;- I AM not convinced that i can take my piano exam this year.&lt;br /&gt;- I HAVE to take my piano exam this year as my agreement with the school is to have my onstage examination next year.&lt;br /&gt;- I have to get at least a MERIT to be able to have my onstage examination.&lt;br /&gt;- I must get a distinction, if not i'll have to quit band. That's my agreement with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't have time to practice.&lt;br /&gt;- I haven't start with my PP scope and i'm left with 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm getting insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;- My temper is getting worst.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm not losing weight.&lt;br /&gt;- My mum is sick.&lt;br /&gt;- My sister is overseas.&lt;br /&gt;- No one to do the chores.&lt;br /&gt;- I owe my sister money.&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't wear shoe today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can list over a 100 things that can make me so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i was actually feeling better. !&lt;br /&gt;I need to listen to nightwish.&lt;br /&gt;need to.&lt;br /&gt;need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My facilitator is explaining about something that i'm supposed to know.&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading until this point.&lt;br /&gt;I think i've caused some irritation in ur nerves already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hees. so sorry. i'll try to post something nicer and livelier next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY GABRIEL !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-1801940129398512407?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/1801940129398512407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=1801940129398512407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1801940129398512407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1801940129398512407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/04/plunge-into-depression.html' title='The Plunge into Depression.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SBA1uW9smxI/AAAAAAAAAyo/g-uvjIwDOa0/s72-c/Beautiful+Pictures479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-306790072827173988</id><published>2008-04-22T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:26:07.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today is a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only sad part is, i kicked my right foot's toe on the bus railing 2 times today.&lt;br /&gt;First time is going to school, Second time is going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super nice. Gotta apply medicine. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i just receive my first C since starting of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was last Thursday's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. i guess i deserved it. Didn't even put in any effort that day.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i don't even remember what the lesson is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faciliator's comment is like " Do you even know that today's problem isn't about forecasting?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz. It isn't? HAHAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind ~&lt;br /&gt;The Friday faci gave me A.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, at least that made me slightly better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go school today. so i'm expecting an X.&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 3rd week of school and i'm getting lazy already .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. 13 more weeks.. How sia !&lt;br /&gt;Haven think of PP topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, PP is Personal Profiling.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a "project/module" that Year 2 students in RP must complete in order to graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deadline for sending in PP scope is in 2 weeks time. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall work on it this week ! MUST MUST MUST ! =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've got no time. =(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=((((( ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. Oh yes yes, those who don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RPWS - RP Wind Symphony is holding their 3rd Public Concert this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;26 April 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time : 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue : TRCC, Studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admission is FREE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're 100 tickets at the Front-of-House to be collected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you guys are free, do come down to support.&lt;br /&gt;The collection of the 100 free tickets will start at 6pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirm many people coming to grab.&lt;br /&gt;Why hesitate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be one of them ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah. Repertoire .. erm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hint* - We'll be featuring a Flute Solo piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahha . aiyo. if you want to know, come down ok !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya ! We'll be playing a Singapore Premiere Piece.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. okay. for more info, it will be inside the concert booklet.&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to find out, come down and grab the booklet ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHa. okays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, i'll post the Pictures from my sweetheart's birthday soon.&lt;br /&gt;Need to get it from Meixian and Rachael. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ps. sorry mx. i'll accompany you for shopping next week ya ! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-306790072827173988?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/306790072827173988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=306790072827173988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/306790072827173988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/306790072827173988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-day.html' title='Happy day'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-5666520731090587358</id><published>2008-04-18T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:31:01.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>END OF THE WEEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday. wooooots !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a very tiring week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't sleep more than 10 hours in the past 3 nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY NOT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. I think i'm getting a new lappie soon.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my dad waited till 11pm+ for me to reach home.&lt;br /&gt;Because he needs me to do his paperwork claim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat in my room's living room sofa, I placed my lappie on the table in front of him and i On it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i walked to my dressing table, tied my hair, went to my bedroom and packed my bag.&lt;br /&gt;I walked back to my lappy to type the password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i went downstairs to get water.&lt;br /&gt;walked around my room for super long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. AH, my lappie finally finish starting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estimated time taken : 8 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad almost fell asleep sia.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he complain that my lappie very slow.&lt;br /&gt;and i replied : " now you know eh? HAHAHA. wan to use my com need to have patience la! old people also cannot walk too fast ma, later here jam there jam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he went silent.&lt;br /&gt;and then........................................i believe my new lappie is on the way ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sia la. Just now i went down for SLA fiesta performance.&lt;br /&gt;my team mate used my com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i come back, she almost wanted to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;she say my com like super fragile. Lag like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;press a bit faster, like going to hang and bomb like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, today i nervous for presentation ah.&lt;br /&gt;cos i wasn't really in class to help out my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i gave them the most needed accounting excel sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my presentation slide is the excel sheet.&lt;br /&gt;then when we reach my slide, the faci say: " you no need present, give others to present. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STONE SIA, if i dun present the excel, i dun have slide le. 4 excel slides and conclusion left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz. in the end i only present the conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see what grade i get. zz ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml is my sweetheart's bdae.&lt;br /&gt;also the 348 + TOML gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was looking forward to it last week. not really this week.&lt;br /&gt;too tired. plus my mum went to KL to see doctor again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a perfect start to my weekend. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chores to be done ! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. alright. shall post again tml or some other day.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Friendship tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-5666520731090587358?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/5666520731090587358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=5666520731090587358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5666520731090587358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5666520731090587358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/04/end-of-week.html' title='END OF THE WEEK'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-7072600377748092754</id><published>2008-04-14T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T15:01:47.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NuffNang?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nuffnang o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellos people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda weird how nuffnang works you know?&lt;br /&gt;when i'm not posting, i often see ads being put up in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i'm back to posting, no ads are put up already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited Weijian's blog just now and i saw this cool RED NANO ad by nuffnang there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like. " WOAH. Where's mine? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because he chose to put at HEADER? whereas i chose to put at sidebar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not far u know? I'm waiting for my freaking $50 dollars since forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sia la. Oh ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking at the Keywords to my blog.. and guess what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st : "gabriel and jasmine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;2nd : " hirdas "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like. wth ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. attached is the picture i SS-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188990038275345394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SAL-8oZxS_I/AAAAAAAAAyY/Cu7yGvgFvR4/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Hm. And i have readers from RUSSIAN FEDERATION . how sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahs. hehes. okay. My team presentation now. woots. last team. 3pm. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. cya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-7072600377748092754?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/7072600377748092754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=7072600377748092754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7072600377748092754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/7072600377748092754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/04/nuffnang.html' title='NuffNang?'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/SAL-8oZxS_I/AAAAAAAAAyY/Cu7yGvgFvR4/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-2412601969441040074</id><published>2008-04-12T02:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T03:13:12.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday - 12/04/2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. I'm Happy once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in till 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School Days + Sunday : sleep 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday : as long as possible . ( i always try to wake up just before my dad reach home. which is around.. 5pm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However for today, My dad came home early, around 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;He kindly tied up all the curtains to let the LATE afternoon sunshine in.&lt;br /&gt;well, doesn't help. because i can sleep despite of that. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, he came back at 2.30pm and took away my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;i roughly woke up at 2.32pm and snatched my sister's pillow off her bed and continued to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At roughly 3pm, my dad off-ed my air-con and took away my sis's pillow.&lt;br /&gt;I used my boaster and continued to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 3.15pm, my dad took away my boaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i continued to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 3.18pm, i switched on the fan.&lt;br /&gt;and continued to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 3.25pm, my dad purposely called my phone.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER NOISY LA. (yup, my ringtone is super noisy de)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i switched off my phone and continued to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 3.30pm, my dad switched off the fan and switched on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 3.32pm, i opened one eye and look at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 3.33pm, i closed the eye and continue to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 3.45pm, he blasted the sound system with JAZZ music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up. I woke up and i went to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. i cannot stand JAZZ. IT's not JAZZ, just the saxaphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, i cannot stand it. It always make me have headache and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i bathed, i went downstairs and saw my dad happily reading the newspaper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i asked him, if you want me to wake up, you could have just blast JAZZ in the first place right? ( he know i hate it )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied : " I came home too early, and had nothing to do. So i was just trying to waste my time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, my bro's gf asked me to play mahjong. we played for roughly an hour,&lt;br /&gt;then it's time to prepare to go out for dinner and movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched - The 3 Kingdoms " just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was nice. if you like China's history(2000 years ago), you might want to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe not alot of people appreciate the history already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some don't even know who is Liu Bei or Cao Cao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. maybe those who plays "Dynasty Warriors" -psp,ps2,ps3- would know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea. that's pretty much what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this, super nice saturday.&lt;br /&gt;don't have to spend a single cent, don't have to travel to sg, free shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups. alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3am now. Got to wake up real early tomorrow. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I really should change my piano lesson to other timings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, shall look forward to how my piano teacher scream at me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't practice piano for 2 weeks. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La La La ~&lt;br /&gt;Happy day everyone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Happy Birthday, Ed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-2412601969441040074?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/2412601969441040074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=2412601969441040074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2412601969441040074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/2412601969441040074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/04/saturday.html' title='saturday.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-5686996772362389834</id><published>2008-04-11T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T16:22:28.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's this ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now that school started, i realize i have more to shout about, to scream about, to cry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the holidays, i don't have to please people, i don't have to even try to make sure people are happy with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not happy NOt happy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, i have to please my Facilitator, i have to make sure i get the grade from him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not easy. And i don't like it. I bet many people don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lappie crashed at 1.45pm ! it's 15 mins before the presentation time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing the presentation. Like WTF ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i reboot my com. It took 20 mins. I have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;So i told my faci that my com crashed. she's ok with it, so she say my team can present last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. good. So i borrowed com from team mate to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done. everyone got their slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i realize mine is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i re-did it. i re-do re-do and re-do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard. very confusing you know. to make sure everything fall in place .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end i've manage to do so.&lt;br /&gt;So i uploaded it to LEO and ready to present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my team start, i took my com to the presenting table, and BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blackout. my lappie blackout. because i took out the battery just now and now gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;nice right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost fainted. i caused so much trouble to my friends and all.&lt;br /&gt;i felt very guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ok. i asked my other team mate to download from LEO and then we present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the faci ask me to present while the com loading.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like WTF ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i know what to present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky i got the summary in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i just told the class the summary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. good. now we present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything going smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other groups are bombed with Qns, our still alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then until my slide.. i tried so hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People understand.. Faci understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Faci tell me something's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, people, if you only see white rabbit before, ONLY white, in books, real experience, all white.&lt;br /&gt;Then someone tell you, NO, there are BLACK rabbits too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like so sudden, you didn't know. you never knew.&lt;br /&gt;so u insist that there are only white rabbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT WRONG? is it wrong to believe urself and insist on something you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just kept shooting and shooting . saying that there're black rabbits too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i saw someone holding on to a black rabbit. THAT TIME, ONLY AT THAT TIME , then you know, you saw it, you know that there's black rabbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you admit, you're wrong at the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. what's the problem with insisting before u see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to get an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's me. To me, you don't have to always agree with someone, as long as you know you are clear, you can always disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 1st week of sch re-open.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everyday worse than the other ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-5686996772362389834?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/5686996772362389834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=5686996772362389834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5686996772362389834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/5686996772362389834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-this.html' title='what&apos;s this ?'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6957094069629956115</id><published>2008-04-11T09:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T09:32:56.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resemblance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very happy yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well. Today's friday and i'm cheerful once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's inventory management module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. Totally rocking. Because my team today LOOKS super familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're in my class last year for Semester 1,&lt;br /&gt;if i say, " i'm teamed with WZ, ZQ, LT. " &lt;-- You all understand ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that, the guy in my team that "feels" like WZ is much CUTER alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, for those in my year 1 semester 2 class..&lt;br /&gt;It's like i'm grouped with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the 2 holys and Mr-know-it-all-with-specs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Life's like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, i still remember WZ is superman.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'm cheerful today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't doubt me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY DAY EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6957094069629956115?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6957094069629956115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6957094069629956115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6957094069629956115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6957094069629956115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/04/resemblance.html' title='Resemblance'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8764948366077560409</id><published>2008-04-10T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T10:50:13.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>red psp ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello  !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda feeling not to post u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i don't post, people tag.&lt;br /&gt;Den i post one SUPER DUPER LONG post, no one tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really THAT boring meh?&lt;br /&gt;HAha. Yea la. super long. not nice to read right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh. never mind never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm in dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I buy a PSP ?&lt;br /&gt;should i should i should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother have one. He sort of gave it to me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one day my sister took it, and DAH, it never did came back to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm planning of buying one myself.&lt;br /&gt;But it's like not really needed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how? I don't know whether to buy or not.&lt;br /&gt;My dad ask me to save more then buy a new laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. anyways, forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;Let me just show you guys the PSP i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TaDA ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187440040128546754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R_19O3WAB8I/AAAAAAAAAyA/G8WzSOlEmv4/s400/god-of-war-psp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rose Red PSP ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. it's very nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187439898394625970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R_19GnWAB7I/AAAAAAAAAx4/mdaEL8f8SZs/s400/bloodpsp%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187440173272532946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R_19WnWAB9I/AAAAAAAAAyI/OYL7W7jfoSI/s400/sony-psp-deep-red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhao tell me that the Red paint will fade off easily.&lt;br /&gt;Then i tell him i can put casing and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh. it's nice right.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tempting sia. I need to play patapon asap. Too tempting.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl, give advice ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8764948366077560409?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8764948366077560409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8764948366077560409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8764948366077560409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8764948366077560409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/04/red-psp.html' title='red psp ?'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R_19O3WAB8I/AAAAAAAAAyA/G8WzSOlEmv4/s72-c/god-of-war-psp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-1198351215499786</id><published>2008-04-08T00:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:38:49.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sch Re-open</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (MY NEW POST SIA, SUPER LONG, SLOWLY READ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, it's the 2nd day of school re-open.&lt;br /&gt;And how am i feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERFECT ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well.&lt;br /&gt;So let me update about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school was..&lt;br /&gt;not really &lt;em&gt;THAT &lt;/em&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facilitator sux. BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Aw. i'm being totally honest here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment the facilitator walks in the room, i &lt;em&gt;knew &lt;/em&gt;i'm going to do badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First reason : HE IS THE FIRST FACI WHO CANNOT PRONOUNCE MY NAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've plenty of experience whereby people cannot pronounce my name.&lt;br /&gt;But for FACIs ? NO. NOT YET. AND HE'S THE BLOODY FIRST ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Alright. I'm fine with it as long as he don't call my name. (he will, so i'll not be fine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. yup. The module is hard and i don't understand a thing.&lt;br /&gt;HEY. It's FIRST day ok.&lt;br /&gt;It's like trying to understand something you don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. i know, but i dun know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I tried. My team tried.&lt;br /&gt;But we all knew, we did the worst presentation ever.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't even know what we're presenting. Just throwing out words and all.&lt;br /&gt;who cares right? you just have to do it and.. get over with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My motto since my first semester in year 1 is..&lt;br /&gt;"C.C.C.S.F"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it wasn't so long. IT's actually just C.C.S.&lt;br /&gt;But because of THIS BLOODY FACI, i added more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it means.. " Convince, Contradict, Confuse, Smile and Fuck Off "&lt;br /&gt;(for C.C.S is convince, confuse and smile)&lt;br /&gt;Hey. Don't take it too offensively.&lt;br /&gt;I'll explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, during a presentation, what you have to do is Convince the audience you know your work.&lt;br /&gt;But if they can't be convince, you can try contradicting what you say.&lt;br /&gt;And for that, you'll den start to confuse them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually after confusing them, they will just agree with it because they really don't understand what you're trying to say and just want to get over with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes you are just so SUAY, and after being confused, the audience just continue pestering you for details that you don't know, you just smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ALMOST ALL THE TIME, it works. you smile, and they smile. And then..&lt;br /&gt;"POOF" . you're done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all above doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about it, ask them to FUCK OFF. (aw. so sorry to be rude)&lt;br /&gt;Just ask them to find the answer themself ok !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss year 1 ! i missed W25A . MY VERY FIRST CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;They are totally the best man !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember every Science lesson, Hanyao(faci) will always listen to me crap during the presentations. I JUST DON'T understand sometimes, but i try.&lt;br /&gt;Usually i just give crap answers that doesn't explain fully. but he know i tried.&lt;br /&gt;He is NEVER confused by my answers, he knows PERFECTLY i don't understand a thing.&lt;br /&gt;But after confusing the rest of the class, i can just give a quiet laugh.. or smile..&lt;br /&gt;ANd TADA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives me an A !&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how nice year 1 facis are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DAMN THIS YEAR 2 FACI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TRIED LA. My team mates too. But he bloody hell just don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;He made us answer all sorts of questions and made us confuse ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Then we tried to confuse him back. But he held still !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN ! DAH. He's SOOOOO going to give me a C for crapping along.&lt;br /&gt;OH WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my year 1 classes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER MIND. no point already. I've passed year 1 and i have to go thru year 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. whatever ya. I'm going to see him for the rest of the 15 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I'll roll my eyes till they drop off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. So Day 1 was quite story-ful ya.&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY super right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Day 2 came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE. REally.&lt;br /&gt;Statistic. woots. Totally clap clap.&lt;br /&gt;First, the faci was super sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she became even more sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she told us she's going to be sarcastic, so we can just be sarcastic to her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she said this: "those who say the word F*CK in my class, will get F immediately."&lt;br /&gt;and yea. nice.&lt;br /&gt;After i heard that, i said : "sia la, damn it sia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and so.. damn it is NOT F*CK.&lt;br /&gt;so she replied : "damn it is acceptable"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WTH ? the next time i curse infront of her, i'm going to say " bastard!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isn't F*CK too. ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ok la, overall, she's QUITE alright.&lt;br /&gt;She LOVES break time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our usual break time is 9.30am.&lt;br /&gt;But she say, if we are hungry, just tell her.&lt;br /&gt;we can just go off at 9.15am or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as we did a LITTLE BIT of work, and is suddenly hungry, we can just go off.&lt;br /&gt;She say she understand that the canteen is full and all, so we can just go whenever we like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Nice yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya la , she's quite nice. I'm depending on her for the rest of my 15weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I need to superly pass my year 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. So that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;The 2 days are super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesdays are my OFF-SCHOOL days.&lt;br /&gt;So, it will be perfect as i'm going to sleep in LATE. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, band. Band's fine. (actually it's just as ____ky )&lt;br /&gt;After band was perfect . =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. i don't remember what we laugh about on our way to cwp.&lt;br /&gt;but as usual, Naf, Yani, Pat, Zoe and me went home together.&lt;br /&gt;This time, plus a tiny bit of Brandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i really don't remember what we laughed about.&lt;br /&gt;However it was nice. really.&lt;br /&gt;We always laugh at each other, make jokes out of nothing and we're happy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that we're happy. At least it eases some stupid memories off you for a while or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. And now, here i am. posting yet another long post of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So u all see? I'm back already. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hees. hm. but i FEEL wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like super agitated nowadays, terrible mood swings and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm like cursing and cursing. I shall refrain from cursing ya.&lt;br /&gt;Give me some time. I'll get back to my PERFECTLY CLEAN posts soon ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for photos update.. wait uh. the update-with-photos mood not here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so. woots. super long post. as usual uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Last few things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.viwawa.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;www.viwawa.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt; --- Go sign up. Play Mahjong, PLay Dai Dee, PLay all sorts of game ya ! Especially BRIDGE. IT's my fav. taught by one of my bro's fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USed to be one of our past-time when they(bro's frens) come for sleep-overs so if you guys learnt it, call me along to play ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like posting things that are so not pleasing to the eyes and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUN REALLY FEEL NICE AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, at least i felt better, for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;I've told all these to Naf and all for more than 10 times already.&lt;br /&gt;ya. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Nights all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-life like that uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-1198351215499786?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/1198351215499786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=1198351215499786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1198351215499786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1198351215499786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/04/sch-re-open.html' title='Sch Re-open'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4854297542370649793</id><published>2008-04-05T04:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T05:12:56.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Believe it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i actually thought people don't read my blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm REALLY SERIOUSLY glad to see a few tags once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. really sorry for the lack of update ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all going to end. -well, i mean the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. School is re-opening in 2 days' time.&lt;br /&gt;I've plenty of time blogging then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I've prepared loads of animes and shows for the sch re-open.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty well prepared ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Hannah, i'm really looking forward to the new semester.&lt;br /&gt;She gave me so much confidence by really explaining how many things should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;done in the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I'm quite motivated. So don't discourage me ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty bored these few days of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad working, bro studying. sis working overseas, Mum overseas too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyday, i'm waking up REAL late.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping REAL late too. btw, it's 5am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to do the chores. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Really hope mum gets back by sunday. If not, i'll have to iron clothes for my dad and bro for another week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I'm a good girl ok !&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly got the URGE to make puddings and agar-agar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall do it tomorrow. well. i think i will. erm. i will !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaa. if you see me posting up pictures of my work, that means i did ok.&lt;br /&gt;HAha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting boring nowadays, life's not really on the bright side these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea, i'm optimistic. So yea, i'm try to make it bright. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL. erm. i'll post about ALOT of things when sch re-open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me 2 weeks' time. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, RPWS is having a FREE ADMISSION CONCERT on 26thApr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i can't get anymore tickets for you guys, so i'm not promoting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys want it, you can come down to TRCC that day to grab the tics at the Front of House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GABriel and SongRen are in the same class. And my class is next to theirs !&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. i can disturb them for help anytime. hooray. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiite. losing it. suddenly lost of words.&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY. i shall wish ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PATRICIA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLD OLDER OLDEST AMONG US ALL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ALL HAIL SHROOMS ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. happy birthday to you. happy birthday to you. happy birthday to you ~ happy birthday to you. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray ~~ Clap CLap Claps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. tire tired tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep slept sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiite all .&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4854297542370649793?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4854297542370649793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4854297542370649793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4854297542370649793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4854297542370649793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/04/cant-believe-it.html' title='Can&apos;t Believe it.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6214887927581431721</id><published>2008-03-27T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:08:51.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The feeling of being sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The feeling of being sick is too horrible to be described.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like super energetic on tuesday morning, packed band library cupboard with Phylis,&lt;br /&gt;Super dusty, but mostly done, then, both our throat starts to feel itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after lunchbreak, it felt kinda sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after band, it's totally the worst.&lt;br /&gt;Thought Chocolate Sundae would help a little, but really.. it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got even worst the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, i have no appetite whole day, LIKE WOW.&lt;br /&gt;I drank super loads of water and i used up 2 box of 500 tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally sore nose + sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, throat got better at night, but nose got worsen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, never go for band, can't even breathe and walk properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum insist that i don't visit the doctor because all the anti-biotics is going to make me super wear and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i drank more water.&lt;br /&gt;Felt so bloated with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it didn't recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always get sick when i'm over my stress.&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Was pretty stress last week, thanks to some idiot who scolded me, i exploded and the stress was relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i got sick. IT's like.. good and bad. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm like so sick to go out. All i can do is sit on the sofa and use the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bloody internet connection is super wear due to the bloody rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I think i shouldn't complain so much, it really doesn't help with getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the SLA fiesta Preview. I'm quite excited about it, because it's like a rehearsal for our concert. Bloody ass la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad reminded me that i'm sick, and with this flu, i die die also can't play my flute, so it's no use to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he gave me 100 reasons that i must stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he even threaten that if i don't, i'll have to follow him and Mum back to Ipoh to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like rolleyes la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am, almost like a dead person, reading harry potter's 6th book for the 3rd time and is more than half way thru now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've prepared alot of books beside me. I can't really walk, so i just sit and read. I'm feeling worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it's been quite a long time that i've gotten this sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the the dust and the bloody shit person yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, all this vulgar is making me feel EVEN WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm really not going to recover anytime soon. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. The feeling of being sick is really Horrible. Undescribable. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T GET SICK OK.&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARE.&lt;br /&gt;DRINK MORE WATER EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY HONEY LEMON ALOE VERA. ^^&lt;br /&gt;see u guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6214887927581431721?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6214887927581431721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6214887927581431721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6214887927581431721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6214887927581431721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/03/feeling-of-being-sick.html' title='The feeling of being sick.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6367046469033685751</id><published>2008-03-19T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:47:30.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>few say</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A Guy should NEVER walk away when the Girl beside you fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the Girl trust that you will always hold her up if she falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason she chose to stand beside you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6367046469033685751?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6367046469033685751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6367046469033685751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6367046469033685751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6367046469033685751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/03/few-say.html' title='few say'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6651082918359408752</id><published>2008-03-12T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:33:55.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Latest Update !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I injured my right wrist ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. isn't that bad actually. Not as bad till i can't use my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still working fine. Just injured the inner veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason being : No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got up, found it painful. Went for band, it got worst.&lt;br /&gt;Came back home, slept. Next day, it can't be lifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAha. But it's ALRIGHT. visited the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;I'm to wear a wrist guard whenever i'm out, doing things and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. seriously, i don't like the restriction. So you'll seldom see me wear, but you'll definetly find the ugly wrist guard in my bag. Must wear it whenever my mum is around, it's to make her not nag at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks i've twisted my wrist like how i twisted my knee.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. That'll be just great, no sports, no music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm to wear the wrist guard to play piano and flute.&lt;br /&gt;Really nice right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAha. Yea, funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. So much for updating my blog, when i'm the only one who's reading it only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups. rolleyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahs. I love Nightwish ~ \m./ Rock on Baby !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will not intro nightwish to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;My dear old friend who introduced me to Nightwish told me not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says, " keep the good thing to yourself ya. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. YEa baby. Keeping it REAL tight in my pocket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya guys around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6651082918359408752?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6651082918359408752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6651082918359408752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6651082918359408752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6651082918359408752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/03/latest-update.html' title='Latest Update'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4532251156725345392</id><published>2008-03-07T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T15:53:46.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Too Good To be True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long that even I don't remember i have a blog until&lt;br /&gt;JUST 10 mins ago when i'm so free that i started surfing net and realize..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO have a blog and i haven't posted for a MILLION years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups. Life is really packed and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too good to be true = i'm actually blogging this while working.&lt;br /&gt;My pay is still rolling but i'm actually slacking. like.. WOW ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I've typed 2 letters, wrote 24 pieces of payment vouchers, chopped 4 receipts booklet, played 2 sudoku, smsed car centre for theory test on next tue, preparing 3rd letter, waiting for my sister to pass me something for the 3rd letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's AFTER all these that i'm here typing this post.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i've nth to do. Woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Actually i've nth to post about.&lt;br /&gt;All the pictures are at home, nth to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Let's talk about Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RPWS ( Republic Poly Wind Symphony )&lt;br /&gt;is having their 2nd Viva La Symphonie concert ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on the 26th of April 08.&lt;br /&gt;For this concert, It's Free Admission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to thank the audience who had supported us for the past 2 concerts.&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, If you want to come down for the concert, Do tell me ya.&lt;br /&gt;I'll provide you guys the tickets.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support alright.&lt;br /&gt;Will post another post sometime later for cleared informations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh. Suddenly got work to do. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Post again soon. Cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lol. I realize i've lost the ability to post randomly and nicely. I felt like i'm struggling to complete a decent post. hah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Will improve when school starts when i have ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD to post as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Dah ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya all ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4532251156725345392?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4532251156725345392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4532251156725345392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4532251156725345392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4532251156725345392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/03/too-good-to-be-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-824202856642946967</id><published>2008-02-13T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T13:57:41.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Back !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots. Tomorrow is Valentines' day.. weets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's valentines' day should be quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that.. my-half-date last year already have a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year i'm working at Causeway Point Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;And this secondary school friend of mine came and visit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we talked and talked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1 week before valentines' day. So we were talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we decided to have a singles' night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because he's working and i'm working..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have time to invite other people .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, only the 2 of us went out =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty nice. Friend Friend day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to load the pics from Japan up soon ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still very tired from the trip although having a more than 12 hrs sleep already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Got to work on the flutes scores soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post again soon !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-824202856642946967?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/824202856642946967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=824202856642946967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/824202856642946967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/824202856642946967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/02/back.html' title='Back !'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-6169795519169562995</id><published>2008-02-06T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:43:11.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last few words before chinese new year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hellos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 1 hour before my trip to Changi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the airport really reminds me of the Taiwan trip with rpws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i started going through all the photos taken again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. SUDDENLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that i have like.. --&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;  [                                  ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;-- This much more pictures not uploaded to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's like so wasted la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I'm going to post a few more pictures of taiwan trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously wait till i come back from my trip this time..&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have a serious blogging session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to blog about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My Japan Trip..&lt;br /&gt;- Elaine's Departure back to Aussie (celebration with 348 minus Rachael)&lt;br /&gt;- Class dinner on the last day of school. (Neoprints!)&lt;br /&gt;- The day Naf bought donuts for us and ZOE isn't around.&lt;br /&gt;- More Memories from Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- The most important one.. --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- VERY INTERESTING PICTURES.. yes yes.. from Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL FIRST-HANDED. IN MY PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe no one other than myself and the person involved saw the pictures already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha. Totally nice ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you all will be totally looking forward to the one.. with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl &lt;strong&gt;WE KNOW&lt;/strong&gt;.. and &lt;strong&gt;a stranger&lt;/strong&gt; we met in Taiwan.. and &lt;strong&gt;the position&lt;/strong&gt; they are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REAlly. Stay tuned. I'm going to reveal it all !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let's go back to the few pictures i uploaded out of a sudden urge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEre's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture with the Mayor of Chiayi.&lt;br /&gt;At the Mayor's party on the first night of the taiwan trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163792426037094162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6l52j_LJxI/AAAAAAAAAxI/xDSqXTMrf5s/s400/Beautiful+Pictures119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Someone - Wilbur - Sue - Mayor of Chiayi - ZiQi - Sadiq - Cpt. Yusri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i insist on taking picture as a proof that we went to the party..&lt;br /&gt;So here comes a picture with the 5 of us only. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163794831218780002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6l8Cj_LJ2I/AAAAAAAAAxw/-b8g2-6qNPQ/s400/Beautiful+Pictures120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TaDa ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are supposed to dress up formally la.&lt;br /&gt;But because some of our luggages were stuffed very inside of the coach, and we couldn't get them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. the 3 of us wore Band-Ts with Jeans only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Randomly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you my car and my Bf's car. HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163794822628845394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6l8CD_LJ1I/AAAAAAAAAxo/eE6HPOE0mu8/s400/Beautiful+Pictures208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is MY car. LOL ~&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163794818333878082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6l8Bz_LJ0I/AAAAAAAAAxg/6fK-9oQ9oTE/s400/Beautiful+Pictures209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Bf's car.&lt;br /&gt;Er. Seriously, i don't know why must it be Yellow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so nice la.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also quite randomly, Here's Taipei 101 tower ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163794805448976162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6l8BD_LJyI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/L6QgMlypPHQ/s400/Beautiful+Pictures204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighties.. And the last one is a picture of US, qi- yani- zoe- pat- naf-   and Cassandra !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163794809743943474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6l8BT_LJzI/AAAAAAAAAxY/SgL399kvMHE/s400/DSCN0476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty random. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have loads of nicer ones. But Because i happen to not want to show all the nice pictures here, so i'll post it up in the next post or something. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is taken when we're on our way to our performance venue on the New Year's Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok.&lt;br /&gt;30 mins more now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to go prepare my socks. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to all ok !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get loads of Red Packets. Treat me bubble Tea without Sugar ok. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er. HAhaahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;恭喜发财 and 事事顺利 to Everyone !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back after 1 week. See you all during &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentines' day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good Holiday ~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I MISS RUIWEN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-6169795519169562995?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/6169795519169562995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=6169795519169562995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6169795519169562995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/6169795519169562995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-few-words-before-chinese-new-year.html' title='last few words before chinese new year.'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6l52j_LJxI/AAAAAAAAAxI/xDSqXTMrf5s/s72-c/Beautiful+Pictures119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-1724102651475803489</id><published>2008-02-03T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T03:32:00.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After so long..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since i last blogged. REally.&lt;br /&gt;Quite long considering that i used to blog everyday last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well.&lt;br /&gt;The reason for the lack of blogging is due to laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i'm so lazy to post about the Taiwan trip that I just didn't blog at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened these past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i will still like to blog about Taiwan first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a month and more since rpws came back from Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many. But it was all fun and all.&lt;br /&gt;What i'm posting will be a short lame story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. It's actually nothing much if you know me. I'm really lame at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned to post all the pictures me and Naf got. But i'm too lazy to edit everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too lazy. It must be all the animes and shows from my classmates. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm recommend to this show, that show and all those animes that i have no time to edit the photos. So i didn't blog about them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. So much for complaining about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow.. i missed blogging and nagging about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to start all over again after this post and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Just a small used-to-be funny post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighties. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162607418790323490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6VEGD_LJSI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/OOvH0egV5M8/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cute right ! I think there'll be lesser words ya. Just let the pictures show u the memories of Chiayi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162625569322116402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6VUmj_LJTI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ka_Or6EM1HM/s400/Beautiful+Pictures127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toot toot train. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i suddenly know why there is so many kid's playing stuff behind the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel is call : Childhood REsort =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be the reason why we have trains, ponds, playgrounds and all.&lt;br /&gt;Toot. I really never thought of it when i'm staying there. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163136283883283778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6clGD_LJUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/P3k0EozTxw0/s400/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163137087042168146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6cl0z_LJVI/AAAAAAAAAto/yjQYAfP86bM/s400/all%2Byani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163137787121837410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6cmdj_LJWI/AAAAAAAAAtw/a4A9ULzA4Jg/s400/all%2Bqi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because no one is there to help us take photo, so Yani and I took turns to take the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163138036229940594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6cmsD_LJXI/AAAAAAAAAt4/DPH-LStAMdk/s400/front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163139775691695506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6coRT_LJZI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Wi6laDbGksc/s400/photo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Due to the wrong colour chosen, i'll type out what's written)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- On top of the beautiful hill, a group of besties decided to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;But the Camera person will then not be in the picture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163141193030903202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6cpjz_LJaI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/_Ai3QfpoaVM/s400/photo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- So the group of besties thought of an evil plan..&lt;br /&gt;they...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163142043434427826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6cqVT_LJbI/AAAAAAAAAuY/XOxls3npoTU/s400/photo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- they decided to invite yC to take photo with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163143817255921090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6cr8j_LJcI/AAAAAAAAAug/K3txtS4Vi7o/s400/photo4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- After that, they asked him to take photo for them. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163145780055975378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6ctuz_LJdI/AAAAAAAAAuo/czjLak82WLM/s400/photo5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163146785078322658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6cupT_LJeI/AAAAAAAAAuw/GPViP6Zjqqk/s400/photo6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163152385715676658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6czvT_LJfI/AAAAAAAAAu4/TQxP73CyQgE/s400/photo7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163158664957863426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6c5cz_LJgI/AAAAAAAAAvA/zS-Xi6T-W2c/s400/photo8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SUDDENLY.. so many people came and join us.&lt;br /&gt;SUDDENLY.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163164536178157074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6c-yj_LJhI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Gxx2x2ffpu0/s400/photo9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stand like that better. Can see everyone's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163169947836950050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dDtj_LJiI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/6LyPVRypkbI/s400/photo10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163177318000830002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dKaj_LJjI/AAAAAAAAAvY/S1rRb4uJ6gg/s400/photo11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yup.. And for NO reason.. Wei wei started jumping.. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163179632988202578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dMhT_LJlI/AAAAAAAAAvo/s_A2Vk1-70c/s400/photo13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And all started to join in.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163177481209587266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dKkD_LJkI/AAAAAAAAAvg/25o1jjaXoJk/s400/photo12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163179658758006370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dMiz_LJmI/AAAAAAAAAvw/3mpJy8MboFM/s400/photo14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Extra walking pass, Someone is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163179667347940978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dMjT_LJnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/bGRzvu1haE4/s400/photo15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No Extras, still, someone is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163179693117744770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dMkz_LJoI/AAAAAAAAAwA/WGR4WNHG960/s400/photo16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Now you know who. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163179706002646674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dMlj_LJpI/AAAAAAAAAwI/U5YbBY1GnIY/s400/photo17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sue is not a chipmunk. she is a Kangaroo. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163185542863201970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dR5T_LJrI/AAAAAAAAAwY/DHcpG2rYPgU/s400/photo18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163185564338038466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dR6j_LJsI/AAAAAAAAAwg/vRf2lzD0qLg/s400/photo19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163185615877646034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dR9j_LJtI/AAAAAAAAAwo/6sd_8SZcaBs/s400/photo20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta DA.&lt;br /&gt;Nice ya? Just imagine the fun we have there. And the number of tries of jumping to perfection they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaa . One picture that i happen to find in my phone. Really. Who took it?&lt;br /&gt;And the needle points to .. Weiwei.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163191044716308210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dW5j_LJvI/AAAAAAAAAw4/RKHNztxvdBQ/s400/jas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. This picture was pretty random. It just happen that when i look through those jumping pictures. Jasmine just stands out ALOT. with her Pink dress i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this picture here is just for her. Because she didn't appear in the last jump.&lt;br /&gt;Well, she did. Just don't see her, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we go back to after the jumps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163207335527261954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dltz_LJwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/t5vJFDGwnE0/s400/on+the+grass+patch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We took some photos on the grass patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. Ta Da..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163185633057515234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6dR-j_LJuI/AAAAAAAAAww/_1OywgNnV5w/s400/photo21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. That's the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually it is only the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got loads of pictures to post. But i'm not that free as to edit the pictures and load them up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me 2 nights to upload these pictures here. And about 1 month to edit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a disappointment !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why the toning of pictures went off when i load the pictures up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is different from the un-uploaded onces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Doesn't matter. That's all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty disappointing post? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all the unglams i'm going to post.&lt;br /&gt;The other unglams are un-postable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO unglam. And some are with Naf. So i'm not posting them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just look at these pictures. 20 + of them. ANd that's only the First Day's morning.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all of the 6 days we had. and the amount of photos we took. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a album with nice photos. Maybe when i'm free to edit them all, i'll post the nice pictures up in the future.. ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.. Next post. YA. You wun know. Haha =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'll be getting busy again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Advanced HAppy New YEar to everyone ~&lt;br /&gt;As in Chinese New YEar ~ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be busy throughout the new year and.. will be busy after that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be working at my sis's company.&lt;br /&gt;and having band practices as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i'll be busy as usual. Hope to post again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, i'll turn old soon with all the stuff trapped in my head. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-1724102651475803489?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/1724102651475803489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=1724102651475803489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1724102651475803489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1724102651475803489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/02/after-so-long.html' title='After so long..'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R6VEGD_LJSI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/OOvH0egV5M8/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-513608160720175029</id><published>2008-01-14T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T15:38:01.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Long ago ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R4sRGZAIZMI/AAAAAAAAAtI/rzO25RtxmRw/s1600-h/photo8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize i haven't been updating my blog like i used to.&lt;br /&gt;Ahs, i'm busy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yas, I haven't post my Taiwan trip post. Yups, the one i say will be different from others.&lt;br /&gt;Er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't get all the pictures i need for posting.&lt;br /&gt;Yups.&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait till all the needed pictures are on hand then post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those waiting for pictures that are with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may ask from me ya. If everyone wait with me for the pictures, it will be super long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting soon ya. Patience ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155232750835885234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R4sQ35AIZLI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Px4RDgTWAGI/s400/DSC00877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6007571490034825210-513608160720175029?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/513608160720175029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=513608160720175029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/513608160720175029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/513608160720175029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/01/long-long-ago.html' title='Long Long ago ?'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vdge1wyuvEo/R4sQ35AIZLI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Px4RDgTWAGI/s72-c/DSC00877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8738980974512859352</id><published>2008-01-08T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T09:25:32.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=((</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Been doing nothing for the past few days except sleeping and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not fully recovered from my ultra long cough, which, according to my classmates is a cough that they know i have since the 2nd last week of school last term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been telling them that i recovered, just gotten sick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't believe. They insist that i haven't been taking care of myself and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, they banned me from drinking Ribena in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT is totally not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm not allowed to take sweets other than strepsils.&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bad is it?! Actually not very bad since it's only 2nd day of school re-open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. No one in my class have access to my blog. Well, i didn't lock it up..&lt;br /&gt;Just that they can't get my blog address right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't know they can search in the google blog search. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz ~ Yups, i can now speak freely and badly about my classmates. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of classmates..&lt;br /&gt;I really apologise to Weijian and Ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, they are my previous semester classmates.. that's how i link them to classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. So sorry alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i'm like really coughy yesterday i really don't wish to go down for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to stay in class and sleep. It must be the dosage of antibiotic that made me so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, i rejected them for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I know Weijian should be quite angry. Because i'm like dilly-dallying about lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry ya ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiks. Anyways. Been blog-hopping yesterday, many people had already posted about the Taiwan trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw. It's like everyone is posting about the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;And i don't like to be the last to be posting if we are all posting about the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i decided not to post about Taiwan trip.&lt;br /&gt;Well not exactly not posting about taiwan trip. Just not posting like how the rest had posted. I'm going to post it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a rough idea about it. When i have the time, probably some day in the weekend, i will start my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. Totally lateness. But doesn't matter. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those Unglam photos taken by my phone.. Beware of them ya.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Naf. =)) all the chippy pictures. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahs. I've been typing this post since the moment my facilitator enter the room.&lt;br /&gt;The only time i stopped typing is when i shift myself to the other table directly diagonal from where i was sitting since an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, I'm super early today. I reached school at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. And so i typed and typed. And this bloody new faci entered the room and started staring at me. I know she is looking my way, but didn't know she's staring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the reason for her to stare is that i never respond to her at all with the stare. I just continued typing just like what i'm doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so urgh. eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First moment i see her when she come to take over Sally's lesson, i know i'm getting a C today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter. She's now flirting with my class' guys.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Flirting sounds so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, it sounds right for her.&lt;br /&gt;She's asking one of my class' guy where he stay and how old is he and whether he like maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. She started the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;My class is still empty. 7 people only and she started the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to start my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. Really not helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why i'm suddenly so pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting soon ya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8738980974512859352?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8738980974512859352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8738980974512859352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8738980974512859352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8738980974512859352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='=(('/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-1445631718023172134</id><published>2008-01-06T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:00:37.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, no update on Taiwan trip yet..&lt;br /&gt;I've to collate all the pictures from EVERY EVERYONE first, before i start my super ultra long taiwan trip post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, me myself have got most of the photos too.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly the first 2 days' photos. About...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;280+ of them. (Sue and Mine combined)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally rocking!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to pick the best to send to Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, before that.. I'm really troubled !&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how to get my pictures to my pc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. You see, new phone, new function.&lt;br /&gt;Hard. I'll try to get everything uploaded by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea !&lt;br /&gt;Due to the super cannot make it weather in Taipei, many got sick.&lt;br /&gt;8 degrees celsius - 17 degress celsius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really dumb . The night before we go taiwan, my dad told me that taiwan doesn't snow.&lt;br /&gt;Because of that, i thought taiwan's temperature is about the same as Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Because Singapore doesn't snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of assuming ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  wish all those who are sick to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially Naf, sexy voice for too long is bad for health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue, Take care too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe, Pig leg recovered ? rest well too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others, Pat and Yani. Drink loads of water too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others others. Jasmine, GET WELL SOON.&lt;br /&gt;Others others others. : All.&lt;br /&gt;Take care ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for wishing everyone well. I must get well soon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been ages since i visited doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Because this Cough of mine got so serious, my mum finally gave in and let me visit the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOADS of medicine is given. Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get better soon. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhs. Tomorow is School re-open already.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things to be done. ah. hahaha ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Librarian works. Many songs to be worked on for the next 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou to everyone ya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s. JiaJun, Weijian, Ian and rest.&lt;br /&gt;SOrry i didn't make it for all the holiday outings. Really apologise ya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s. Elaine and 348.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry too. Didn't get to meet everyone for the past month. Will meet up soon before laine go back to aussie ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s. Ruiwen.&lt;br /&gt;Monday free? *Tomorrow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. I was checking all my mail just now.&lt;br /&gt;When i accidentally clicked on my friendster account.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what i saw! Totally shocking !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Birthday Greetings !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for not replying those who wished me Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been contact with the internet for quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thanks. This was my FIRST year with so many greetings and blessings !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Thanks Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No reason. Hannah had been there for me for many times.&lt;br /&gt;Although the sweet she bought for me during the taiwan trip didn't really help me recover, but it was nice. Thank you Hannah, our Ah Ma, and Mammi. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Thank you Hannah for the Birthday Present. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty long-winded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please look-forward to the Taiwan trip post ya.&lt;br /&gt;Loads to be shared !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly lastly, i have something to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year ! 2008 !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups. Happy =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-1445631718023172134?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/1445631718023172134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=1445631718023172134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1445631718023172134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/1445631718023172134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-sorry-no-update-on-taiwan-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-3512997527900518702</id><published>2007-12-28T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:49:11.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 day before Taiwan Trip ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Packing and Packing !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. Taiwan trip is like only 1 day away !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now was the Taiwan trip briefing from our travel agent, Steven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, the band is split into 2 airlines. SQ and EVA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQ = Singapore Airlines&lt;br /&gt;EVA = International Taiwan Airlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so ah. don't remember what Jasmine said. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups. I'm in SQ !&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. must report at 6.30am on saturday morning at the airport lo.&lt;br /&gt;Totally roll eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirm have Jam at custom that day. Screw the jams. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ! It's alright. We go early, we come back late on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;EVA will be going back FIRST(in the early morning), then SQ in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Laaa ~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. I'm lazy to say alllll the details. cos it's 1.41am in the night and i'm sleepy but i'm trying to find mp4 converter so i can converts videos to my phone and i can watch them in the coach to chiayi. 4 hrs sia. like going KL like that.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I MUST RECOVER BY TOMORROW LA. if not, totally. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Going last min shopping with Laine tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yups. 348-laine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came back from Aussie on the 14th of Dec.&lt;br /&gt;I was working, so didn't meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting her tomorrow for shopping !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buying loads of things..&lt;br /&gt;Knee Guard, bottles, some clothes, socks.&lt;br /&gt;alot ah. see what den buy what lo. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone going to taiwan, remember to bring scarf ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT's VERY important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if you're cold, no matter how many jackets or sweaters u wear, it's no use when your neck is not kept warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So scarf is impt. 1 scarf on ur neck = 3 extra shirts u wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiks. Have no idea how cold will taiwan be. HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAven even start packing sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad ask me to bring a SUPER big lugague. (sp)&lt;br /&gt;lazy to find the correct spelling la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya. super big one. Mine is actually the same size as zoe's pat's and yani's ( i think)&lt;br /&gt;but my dad ask me to bring bigger one cos the small one's wheel isn't working that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well. i think it's ok to bring bigger bags. Starting, people will laugh but afterall, it's me who gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like me bringing pillow to band camp.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like sleeping so well la. Hahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Sleepy. Shall leave it to maybe tomorrow. HAha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-3512997527900518702?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/3512997527900518702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=3512997527900518702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3512997527900518702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/3512997527900518702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2007/12/1-day-before-taiwan-trip.html' title='1 day before Taiwan Trip ~'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-4632912419263309830</id><published>2007-12-25T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T00:42:59.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Merry &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm finally back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to myself for finally paying the outstanding internet bill yesterday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups. Merry Christmas !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Finally i'm also back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My work FINALLY ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the past 15 days are actually dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really to the extend of super dreadful. But still, it wasn't pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was nice working with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Namely, Cheryl, Freddy, Ruben, Cherry, PeiPei, John, SiewPing, QiuYun and Terence.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the aunties, Yiting's Mum, Carine and one more i don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;She's the super style auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Was really fun working with them. Slacking together.&lt;br /&gt;Especially today, Christmas, we just sat at one corner.. EVERYONE sat there and chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the BHG manager saw us. And gave us scolding.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, we are like : " sack us la. "&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of needing to pack at night is really pathetic. we rather get sacked in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya. she gave us 3 warnings. 11.30am, 2pm and 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;We changed our slacking venue after that, so she couldn't find us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my room now, there're 8 big packs of presents. Totally 8 BIG packs.&lt;br /&gt;I think i spent most of my time shopping than working today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY today okay. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to loads of shops, super miss shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Super miss watching movie too la ! Always walk pass the cinema, totally buay tahan.&lt;br /&gt;The popcorn smell and the trailers that are being screened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYs. Going shopping with Naf, Zoe, Yani and Pat tomorrow !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been discussing this since.. LOOOONNNGG ago.&lt;br /&gt;This is our Preparation-for-Taiwan-Shopping-Spree !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is going to get Cardigan, Pullovers, Shirts, Shoes, Bags, This and that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Can't wait till the morning !! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe is going to love me tomorrow. Hahaha. Why?&lt;br /&gt;You want to know why? Hmm.. Ask her when you see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. If she don't love me tomorrow, i'll treat you candy canes. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan Trip is like only FEW DAYS MORE.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. So excited !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sleeping with Yani ! YAY... throughout the whole journey, i'll be sticking to her.&lt;br /&gt;We're roommates and Buddies !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. I'm too excited to post about other things. can't wait for the shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;it will be 11am tomorrow. HAHAHA ! Until evening only. I haven't gone home since... 9thDecember. .. Oh. no.&lt;br /&gt;Since the day i injured my knee. HAHAHAHAHHA. Yups, one day after work, after bathing, i slipped. And i twisted my knee again. Yups, same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhahaha. Totally painful. But this time i smart, i use bandage to tightly bandage it first. So the next morning, it wasn't that bad. Went to work, took few hours off. And went to see doc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that night, i went home.&lt;br /&gt;After that, i stayed in Sg alllllllll the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups. Yea. So i'm finally going home. So cannot shop till too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. OkayOkay. Off i go. Good Night Peoples !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. I haven't say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. I'm not sure whether my jb house's internet is fixed or not.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you all about my schedule first. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Just for fun ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th is Shopping day !&lt;br /&gt;27th is Band Day !&lt;br /&gt;28th is Bubble Wrap day?&lt;br /&gt;29th is TAKING OFF TO CHIAYI !! WOOTS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. nervous. =)) Have been practicing my fingerings like mad. thanks to work, my fingers are covered with plasters. Hope i'll recover from the cuts soons. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. Yups. i'm sick. Flu and Cough. Hope i'll recover tomorrow . Yays !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night aLL !! Merry Christmas !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-4632912419263309830?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/4632912419263309830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=4632912419263309830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4632912419263309830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/4632912419263309830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas !'/><author><name>Zi Qi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01764709446151998835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007571490034825210.post-8336860680668347155</id><published>2007-12-17T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T03:24:22.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm. Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Woots. Been not very long since i last posted. 1 week only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it felt quite long too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to type about the interesting events going on, the many many good looking guys i saw during work. And the many many good looking guys i'm working with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really too tired to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday 10am to 10pm. Now 10am to 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No OT to claim somemore. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason i'm still making myself continue to work is to see those good looking guys.&lt;br /&gt;Totally no other reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sales is not that good this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Precious Thoughts and Gift a Name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to them, ALL my customers are cut down by 2/3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell. They choose THE SAME PERIOD to sell the same things as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. IT's alright. I promised my Manager to hit 80% of the target, no commission never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. I'm given the authority to MARK DOWN my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I'm going to mark down on these few days. Ahh . Hope i can grab back my sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. Today was one of RP's open house day.&lt;br /&gt;Wind Symp performed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Only the day before then i've decided to go perform.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i can want or don't want to perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And actually i think it's not really fair that i performed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who didn't attend the week's practice is not allowed to perform today.&lt;br /&gt;But because flute section don't have enough players, so i went to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 5 hours leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a total shock when i know that no one is playing 1st flute for the event.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone playing 2nd flutes and Shirley playing Piccolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what the hell. some more i haven touch my flute for 1 week and i am going to play for 1st flute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally cmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing 2nd all along. And i can't sight-read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to finish playing the songs. Not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the part.. I followed 2nd flute's part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's kind of automatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been practising the pieces for few months for the concerts, it's like.. suddenly one day change to 1st flute, abit weird uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i anyhow-ed played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Shirley helped in many places. I got lost quite a number of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. Not so bad uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Went for work after that, Manage to learn another wrapping method from Ruddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruddy is a very pro wrapper. Yups.&lt;br /&gt;Know him since last year when i work there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhs. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;There's this good looking guy call Terence, but he quitted the job and hop to help Aussino's fair.&lt;br /&gt;Higher pay and commission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toot sia. Terence is 180cm. Ok la. he looks like 176+cm only.&lt;br /&gt;But he claimsthat he's 180cm. So be it lo.&lt;br /&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;He stay at Admiralty. So we went home a few times together before he quit. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working can know good looking guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahs. About it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy. Just randomly anyhowly post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for my Gong Zhu Xiao Mei to be sent to my phone via bluetooth.&lt;br /&gt;Very long sia. 235MB. Super big. need 30mins. Siao right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On episode 10 now. HAHAHA. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhahaha. all thanks to Nassa, my sem 2 classmate. She got loads of taiwan dramas.&lt;br /&gt;So i just kope from her lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Did i mention we promoters of BHG are stealing from Gift a Name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. super fun la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will tell you all about it when i feel like it. Super lame too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubt there's any reader too. Never post for so long.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. it's 3.22am. Have to wake at 8.30am to go work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to have a quite rest now.&lt;br /&gt;Take care all. I'll post some pictures when i've finished watching Gong Zhu Xiao Mei. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007571490034825210-8336860680668347155?l=im-call-qi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/feeds/8336860680668347155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007571490034825210&amp;postID=8336860680668347155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8336860680668347155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007571490034825210/posts/default/8336860680668347155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-call-qi.blogspot.com/2007/12/hm-random.html' title='Hm. 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