<?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-7166216180051838561</id><updated>2012-02-03T03:25:45.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give with ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>360</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4995808201122833409</id><published>2011-10-03T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T23:11:20.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted</title><content type='html'>There I was again tonight, forcing laughter, faking smiles&lt;br /&gt;Same old, tired place lonely place&lt;br /&gt;Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy&lt;br /&gt;Vanished when I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes whispered, "Have we met?" across the room, your silhouette&lt;br /&gt;Starts to make its way to me&lt;br /&gt;The playful conversation starts, counter all your quick remarks&lt;br /&gt;Like passing notes in secrecy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was enchanting to meet you&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night is sparkling, don't you let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way home&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br /&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lingering question kept me up, 2 a.m., who do you love?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder 'til I'm wide awake&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door&lt;br /&gt;I'd open up and you would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was enchanting to meet you&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night is sparkling, don't you let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way home&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night is flawless, don't you let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm wonder-struck, dancing around all alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br /&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me praying that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the very first page, not where the storyline ends&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again&lt;br /&gt;These are the words I held back as I was leaving too soon&lt;br /&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be in love with someone else&lt;br /&gt;Please don't have somebody waiting on you&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be in love with someone else&lt;br /&gt;Please don't have somebody waiting on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night is sparkling, don't you let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way home&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night is flawless, don't you let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm wonder-struck, dancing around all alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br /&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be in love with someone else&lt;br /&gt;Please don't have somebody waiting on you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4995808201122833409?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4995808201122833409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-1085172022302218860</id><published>2011-10-02T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:15:50.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the now, that counts</title><content type='html'>Jeremy Seaward is an amazing leader we have (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something to announce: Jesus healed me today! At Edge, during the healing, as I prayed and as a net coordinator prayed for me too,  I sensed His healing touch on me. The pain on my right leg left me. I am really grateful, thankful, amazed at that moment. It's like something annoying you for dont know how long, finally left me. Glory to God! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to admit that, at the same time I was yearning for healing, desiring God's touch to heal my injury; I was at the same time fearful. What happened if I myself was the one who doubt His ability? Where's my faith? I know I wanted it, and I trusted God, but just that moment, I doubted myself. I would have to say it was a struggle I had within myself. But my encounter with God, both before healing, and during healing, it just speaks of one thing: It isn't whether I can cast out that fear, but it is to cast the fear and worries onto Jesus, because He will share the burden and relief me from it. Trust in Him, and not on my own understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Live by faith, and not by what I see&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Encounter with God was beyond words. The Spirit filled me, and I was overwhelmed; He was with me. &lt;br /&gt;Pastor Jeremy did teach me one very important lesson: that is the aftermath of the Encounter. What is going to happen after that? Am I going to just leave it, and treat this as merely a one time experience? &lt;br /&gt;The Encounter, calls for a deeper worship, a greater commitment, growing relationship with God. Walk closer with God, like I have been missing out. Stop being lazy, that is going to cost you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Net Rally yesterday, was the first time I felt much more belonged; and I am thankful for the wonderful people God placed around me. Carmen's talked about the purpose of Net: To Win, Consolidate, Discipleship, Send. &lt;br /&gt;We are called for greater, called for more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entire week had been challenging. Emotionally. Feels like I'm losing it, losing grip of myself. And I know this can't go on like this. Even though I know this wouldn't work, I still hold on so tightly. &lt;br /&gt;Let go, open up so that He can work in me and through me. I clearly know this, but I am obviously resisting? &lt;br /&gt;This comment said to me by a friend yesterday, "You are so idealistic!" &lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Only you can heal this scar, Lord. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-1085172022302218860?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/1085172022302218860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=1085172022302218860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1085172022302218860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1085172022302218860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-now-that-counts.html' title='It&apos;s the now, that counts'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-6518370567996371616</id><published>2011-09-27T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T23:49:07.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These feelings wouldn't go away</title><content type='html'>Heartaches, especially much today.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like my heart keeps crumpling up, and it hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so much words I would like to say, all the emotions that I still bear in my heart; but I know they would not change anything even if they are being said. It would only seem to make things more painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would like to, but I can't. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-6518370567996371616?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/6518370567996371616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=6518370567996371616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/6518370567996371616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/6518370567996371616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/09/these-feelings-wouldnt-go-away.html' title='These feelings wouldn&apos;t go away'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-668538019834173699</id><published>2011-08-10T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:52:11.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been like this</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Fill this void Lord,because no one else can do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;just as I sat down,flashbacks and thought of you. &lt;br /&gt;Missing you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-668538019834173699?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/668538019834173699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=668538019834173699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/668538019834173699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/668538019834173699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/08/been-like-this.html' title='Been like this'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2407039614344204941</id><published>2011-08-04T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T20:30:58.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just the way you are&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Boyce Avenue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GhFSgnvKqm4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing just the way you are (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leg hurt to the core just now. Totally couldn't walk, like never occured before. Seriously, just as I land my right feet on the ground, the pain just shot all the way up. cannot take it :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was pushing me to take the medicine. Alright. Just as I finally stood up to get water, I prayed, calling God to relieve me of my pain just for this moment. And as I lay my right feet out and put pressure on it. The pain was gone. It was all gone, and I could walk to the kitchen to grab my cup of water. &lt;br /&gt;I just found it amazing, like wow! It's more than just what my mind can do. Because I cant do it alone, only He can help me with it (: Amen!&lt;br /&gt;And, sophie had been asking about my leg like gazillion times, I guess it's really time I go to the Chinese physician she recommended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that the youth service 'invitation' cards I gave out this week will speak something to those who received it (: God Bless You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2407039614344204941?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2407039614344204941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=2407039614344204941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2407039614344204941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2407039614344204941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/08/youre-amazing.html' title='You&apos;re amazing'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GhFSgnvKqm4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4680638446035101553</id><published>2011-08-02T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T19:47:38.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do I do?</title><content type='html'>Just thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if I were to see you with another girl, or to see another girl in your arms, how will I feel? what will I do?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how will I respond on the spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4680638446035101553?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4680638446035101553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=4680638446035101553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4680638446035101553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4680638446035101553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-do-i-do.html' title='What do I do?'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4302700227629497291</id><published>2011-07-31T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:33:27.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bounce and shoooot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pNsbheCBgRU/TjV1F8cm6tI/AAAAAAAABH0/H5A1YF1cYBQ/s1600/DSC04633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pNsbheCBgRU/TjV1F8cm6tI/AAAAAAAABH0/H5A1YF1cYBQ/s320/DSC04633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635539253709957842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got myself to perspire! &lt;br /&gt;Just some simple dribble and shooting hoops, along with sissy. &lt;br /&gt;yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working tmr for a day, and &lt;br /&gt;Badminton on tues moring, then to Botanical Gardens w the girls. &lt;br /&gt;looking forward to that (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4302700227629497291?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4302700227629497291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=4302700227629497291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4302700227629497291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4302700227629497291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/07/dunk.html' title='dunk'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pNsbheCBgRU/TjV1F8cm6tI/AAAAAAAABH0/H5A1YF1cYBQ/s72-c/DSC04633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-7291050498461961628</id><published>2011-07-28T21:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T08:22:39.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ ♥ ♥</title><content type='html'>In ♥ with this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the cross, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the price you paid.&lt;br /&gt;Bearing all my sin and shame, in love you came&lt;br /&gt;And gave Amazing Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for this love, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the nail-pierced hands.&lt;br /&gt;Wash me in Your cleansing flow, now all I know.&lt;br /&gt;Your forgivness and embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;Seated on the throne.&lt;br /&gt;We crown You now with many crowns&lt;br /&gt;You reign victorious! &lt;br /&gt;High and lifted up&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Son of God.&lt;br /&gt;The darling of Heaven, crucified.&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;Was flipping through my journal, like a personal record of bible study/church svc/sermons/reflections/prayers, and I realized I've been in VFC for a year. A full year since July2010. Amazing that time passed so quickly. &lt;br /&gt;This one year span, has not been easy at all. Not a single bit. But I truly witness and experience God working in my life like never before. And in my entire family/relative's lives. &lt;br /&gt;There were indeed certain period of times which were really devastating; and my character and attitude were both crap, i've to admit. But it's changing. For the better, as I can feel it. More to be improved though. &lt;br /&gt;I've much to learn, much much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_i0hXQKRIg/TjFnim47OqI/AAAAAAAABHs/cZ1BJDj1gRo/s1600/Edited_22022011161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_i0hXQKRIg/TjFnim47OqI/AAAAAAAABHs/cZ1BJDj1gRo/s320/Edited_22022011161.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634398453069724322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has been an amazing journey; an incredible one&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train ride which we were both in seemed to have derailed for the moment. I guess none of us has alighted at any stop, nor changed our seats although we seem to be apart. But as the ride continues, I sincerely await the moment where you &amp; I will take the seats next to each other again. You have been courageous, to take this step with me. I would say Amen to that (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our help is in the name of the Lord, the maker of Heaven and Earth." &lt;br /&gt;Experience His ♥, like no other, because He accepts all who comes before Him, in Jesus name. He knows all that you are facing, how you are feeling, how you are thinking. But, if you call out to Him, and have faith, He will lift your burdens and sustain you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-7291050498461961628?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/7291050498461961628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=7291050498461961628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7291050498461961628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7291050498461961628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='♥ ♥ ♥'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_i0hXQKRIg/TjFnim47OqI/AAAAAAAABHs/cZ1BJDj1gRo/s72-c/Edited_22022011161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-6212449682384448814</id><published>2011-07-25T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:54:17.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP Project</title><content type='html'>Lovelies and Machos, I think I have to resort to this because I'm not IT-savvy. the google doc seemed not so promising. &lt;br /&gt;So, this space is thus utilized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NDP Video&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Task:&lt;/strong&gt; To producing a 60-90 sec video that depicts the Singapore spirit before independence (though as a nation state we have yet to exist), during the period before 9 August 1965 i.e. Sang Nila Utama, Stamford Raffles, Japanese occupation, minutes before gaining independence. Submit video in a CD (.mpeg format).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proposal:&lt;/strong&gt; Video will paint the picture of locals uniting as one, as they were treated with contempt by the British and the Japanese (focusing on Japanese ill treatments). This reflects the strong Singaporean spirit in this difficult period of war time; as we stand up for ourselves and continue to fight united, it led to independence of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plot:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Setting the context: film local landscape @ Swing Area Level 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theme: Local lifestyle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.British Headquarters&lt;br /&gt;b.Kids playing 5 stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Main Scene: At “Ah Tiong’s House”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theme: Fight united&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.2 Japanese soldiers ransacking and creating trouble at Ah Tiong’s family&lt;br /&gt;b.Then, 4 local heroes came in and fight for Ah Tiong’s family&lt;br /&gt;c.The heroes blindfolded the blinded the Japanese, beat them and throw them out. &lt;br /&gt;d.Family saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Final/Closing: At Lim Bo Seng’s underground rally speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theme: Singaporean spirit/LBS spirit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.Ah Tiong’s family sat in the front row&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMPORTANT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To bring: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Simple/ old fashioned/ drippy clothing&lt;br /&gt;•Caps/ Army caps&lt;br /&gt;•5 Stones (game)&lt;br /&gt;•Cloth for blindfole&lt;br /&gt;•Sticks/ “weapons”&lt;br /&gt;•Apron&lt;br /&gt;•Raffia string&lt;br /&gt;•Any props deemed necessary as based on the scenes described!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's kinda what I have, am in a rush sorry people! &lt;br /&gt;Feel free to make any suggestions and changes to the plot and ideas! Most welcomed (:&lt;br /&gt;See you all tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-6212449682384448814?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/6212449682384448814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=6212449682384448814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/6212449682384448814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/6212449682384448814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/07/ndp-project.html' title='NDP Project'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-5954675221788336480</id><published>2011-07-08T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T17:17:28.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch a life</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Let us not grow weary in doing good." -Gal 6:9 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eBX7FTgKns8/ThbLFmygUcI/AAAAAAAABHc/oIYOOXR-UHQ/s1600/Landscape_w29-500x500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eBX7FTgKns8/ThbLFmygUcI/AAAAAAAABHc/oIYOOXR-UHQ/s320/Landscape_w29-500x500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626908081618178498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test own actions&lt;br /&gt;Be true and take pride&lt;br /&gt;Do not compare nor envy&lt;br /&gt;But share all good things (:&lt;br /&gt;Restore other &lt;strong&gt;gently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a man reaps what he sows &lt;br /&gt;But do so in the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us not be weary while doing good&lt;br /&gt;Do not give up&lt;br /&gt;For in due time, we will reap a harvest&lt;br /&gt;So with all opportunities,&lt;br /&gt;do good to all people&lt;br /&gt;especially to those in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do all the good you can,&lt;br /&gt;in all the ways you can,&lt;br /&gt;for all the people you can, &lt;br /&gt;while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool isn't it. &lt;br /&gt;carved out a poem based on what I learnt today (: &lt;br /&gt;Pray for a heart of compassion, sensitive and able to discern others' needs, that I will show Your kindness in attitudes, words and deeds. Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-5954675221788336480?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/5954675221788336480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=5954675221788336480&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5954675221788336480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5954675221788336480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/07/touch-life.html' title='Touch a life'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eBX7FTgKns8/ThbLFmygUcI/AAAAAAAABHc/oIYOOXR-UHQ/s72-c/Landscape_w29-500x500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-1701141683720760359</id><published>2011-07-06T10:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T10:28:43.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeeek</title><content type='html'>It's a good Wednesday morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mw2RumyiQ2A/ThPHD2a60oI/AAAAAAAABHM/NBCABJHFwbI/s1600/2011-07-04%2B21.20.32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mw2RumyiQ2A/ThPHD2a60oI/AAAAAAAABHM/NBCABJHFwbI/s320/2011-07-04%2B21.20.32.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626059228477837954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the wrong history tb last week. Sourced for extra copies from other teachers, and wala, i got it! &lt;br /&gt;And so, exchanged the book for other stationery. hoho, and i got these colourful notebks! They would come in handy for note taking (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKrwZknyeUk/ThPGwKz8zRI/AAAAAAAABHE/ShnYf1d7644/s1600/2011-07-06%2B10.13.01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKrwZknyeUk/ThPGwKz8zRI/AAAAAAAABHE/ShnYf1d7644/s320/2011-07-06%2B10.13.01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626058890354150674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-75JUHBYfyR4/ThPHlUswv4I/AAAAAAAABHU/LepP2qHR0ok/s1600/2011-07-01%2B10.40.22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-75JUHBYfyR4/ThPHlUswv4I/AAAAAAAABHU/LepP2qHR0ok/s320/2011-07-01%2B10.40.22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626059803541421954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, just a peek into the workroom. It's gonna go under revamp-ation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seek to serve; serve with a loving heart, even to those we do not know. This will take focus off ourselves, unto others, and we can pass on that joy and gain satisfaction. Serve with joy (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-1701141683720760359?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/1701141683720760359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=1701141683720760359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1701141683720760359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1701141683720760359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/07/peeeek.html' title='Peeeek'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mw2RumyiQ2A/ThPHD2a60oI/AAAAAAAABHM/NBCABJHFwbI/s72-c/2011-07-04%2B21.20.32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-7669967893511451794</id><published>2011-07-01T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T23:47:25.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a beginning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will always cherish the memories your gave me, those that i made, and that which we shared. We will now make new memories, better ones even. &lt;br /&gt;It is not going to be easy, though I may make things seem that way. There is still certain inner struggles which will be here. &lt;br /&gt;Prayers do wonders, and miracles. And I will always keep you in my prayers (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IinW1hFdqbc/Tg3nGrvH4lI/AAAAAAAABG8/qk6-ERO4CcE/s1600/1%2Bjuly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IinW1hFdqbc/Tg3nGrvH4lI/AAAAAAAABG8/qk6-ERO4CcE/s320/1%2Bjuly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624405611661222482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall be my place now, my external outlet, so that things don't get all cooped up in me. Or else, I might malfunction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throat is feeling dry, saliva stuck somewhere, kinda choking because I have to really maintain my composure. And it is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches, a lot more than what I thought would be. But I'm thankful for the courage granted to me. Though it is going to hurt, I believe this is better. Take on another role, and once again learn about others, learn about your loved ones, and to me, to learn to be a better person. &lt;br /&gt;Your love will always have a place in me, and I would not forget nor hide it deep within. I will have faith in God and in you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as you have loved me, and mine love for you; His love for us is much greater than one can imagine, until one experiences it. He loves us all, but just like how things work on earth, in order to experience this everlasting love (and grace), we have to accept Him, and believe in Him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails."&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4–8a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-7669967893511451794?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/7669967893511451794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=7669967893511451794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7669967893511451794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7669967893511451794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-is-beginning.html' title='This is a beginning..'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IinW1hFdqbc/Tg3nGrvH4lI/AAAAAAAABG8/qk6-ERO4CcE/s72-c/1%2Bjuly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-5631665589840000714</id><published>2011-06-28T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T18:08:06.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now is the time..</title><content type='html'>Am I prepared when the time comes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-5631665589840000714?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/5631665589840000714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=5631665589840000714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5631665589840000714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5631665589840000714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/06/now-is-time.html' title='Now is the time..'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4930632104702771782</id><published>2011-06-27T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T20:02:51.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day</title><content type='html'>Smile or not to smile? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of internship turned out pretty well. Time past v quickly- assembly, induction, staff rm 3, updated w CTs, PLC. And end of day. Though it seems like there was not much tasks on hand, felt exhausted to the bones. &lt;br /&gt;Aches over body, and sadly my knee injury is revisiting me :( shin hurts quite bad tt I couldnt walk. Ugh, wonder whats the cause of the pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a gd afternoon nap, at grandpa's room. Felt that the bed corner was cozy, I wonder if ahgong felt that way back then too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;miss you anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4930632104702771782?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4930632104702771782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=4930632104702771782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4930632104702771782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4930632104702771782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-day.html' title='First day'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-5381121256051234793</id><published>2011-06-25T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T23:56:01.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand in hand, down the aisle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;June 25 &lt;br /&gt;The Wedding Lunch @ Humble House (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A joyous occasion for the family admist the passing of ahgong. Sophie and derek both looked great in their gowns and suits! Although the day started out kinda bad, sis sick, family was v late, but it all turned out well! God bless (: aint easy to get the entire table to settle down for uncle noah to say grace. Just imagine 22 of us  w the kids. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took on the task to drive xiaokai and phie's accesories n clothes in the morning to esplanade. Driving w a non-so-familiar passenger nxt to me, thought would feel strange but suprisingly not. Chat abt phie n derek as I drove (: at least I could both speak n drive safely, not too bad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the entire 'ceremony' today, at the same time feeling happy for them, I too feel as if it all happened so fast. We were all just kids back then, playing disco and blind mice in phie's room, and now she is married. I dont feel like im 21, dont feel like a teacher (yet), I have to start growing faster! Needa appear in front students presentably on tuesday! Gonna dress v differently during this intern, hopefully aint looking too old then :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and I was freaking out over dinner w relatives saying I look anorexic. Lol. Uncle came up w other adjectives like jurassic. Haha, gu dong aye! &lt;br /&gt;I pray that we will grow closer as a big family, both in minds and hearts, and in the Lord. coming together for fun, love, celebrations, commemoration. &lt;br /&gt;I think im not making much sense alrdy, shall stop here. &lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in the name of the Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-5381121256051234793?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/5381121256051234793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=5381121256051234793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5381121256051234793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5381121256051234793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/06/hand-in-hand-down-aisle.html' title='Hand in hand, down the aisle'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4513077143100995075</id><published>2011-06-24T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T22:49:47.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe &amp; Have Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w7ENgwFKHnE/TgShQwrq-sI/AAAAAAAABG0/gbbMPuEa65I/s1600/Psalm_27_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w7ENgwFKHnE/TgShQwrq-sI/AAAAAAAABG0/gbbMPuEa65I/s320/Psalm_27_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621795544183274178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here once again, after such a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not here to whine&lt;br /&gt;Not here to complain&lt;br /&gt;Not here to brag&lt;br /&gt;Just here for some space to recollect memories. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have grown since the last time I was here- physically, mentally, emotionally and I'm most glad to say, spiritually too. &lt;br /&gt;So many things had happened, like they just flashed before my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Passed by many stops- happy, exciting, loving, unexpected, sad, thrilling, disappointing. But they all are part of the journey that had made my life colourful. They taught me many valuable lessons, and I am working on improving myself too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once a student, looking up to a teacher; at the same time fearful but hopeful when i'm conversing with one. &lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm switching roles. And I believe God will provide me with everything for He had given me this chance. Teaching didn't just come to me like snapping of the fingers, struggled on stepping foot on that path; but i'm certain of it now. Which will later be affirmed after the internship, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct your path."&lt;/em&gt; Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this will be a difficult time for you now, perhaps. But take this time to think through, whatever had been of us, whatever had been happy/sad/disappointment, whatever you hope to change, and if this is what you want. Similarly for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time will tell, so have faith.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like every train ride will come to a stop, let's treat this stop as one which will stop for just a bit longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4513077143100995075?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4513077143100995075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=4513077143100995075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4513077143100995075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4513077143100995075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2011/06/believe-have-faith.html' title='Believe &amp; Have Faith'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w7ENgwFKHnE/TgShQwrq-sI/AAAAAAAABG0/gbbMPuEa65I/s72-c/Psalm_27_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-7127531847507077942</id><published>2010-11-01T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:04:27.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TM5ziWEZr5I/AAAAAAAABF4/wLbLJX4y1ko/s1600/Taeyang_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TM5ziWEZr5I/AAAAAAAABF4/wLbLJX4y1ko/s320/Taeyang_9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534488025961705362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpeected grades for 205 midterm. &lt;br /&gt;*Flashes big smile* &lt;br /&gt;Thought i would do badly, but my arguments were sane and wala, not bad! &lt;br /&gt;I did major mugging on the day itself, and such grades, I didn't deserve it. &lt;br /&gt;Though it's just a 10% for overall grade, 2 As out of the 3 questions, jumps around* &lt;br /&gt;awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, &lt;br /&gt;Thank God for his graciousness and blessing ((((: &lt;br /&gt;and so, our sufficiency comes from Him, and not only ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;Amen (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-7127531847507077942?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/7127531847507077942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=7127531847507077942&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7127531847507077942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7127531847507077942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/11/blessed.html' title='Blessed!'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TM5ziWEZr5I/AAAAAAAABF4/wLbLJX4y1ko/s72-c/Taeyang_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-8020415013401511251</id><published>2010-10-11T11:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T11:55:47.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lovely ending for a lovely week ahead</title><content type='html'>It's a Monday Morning (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted postcards to dearest jilly and sammie! &lt;br /&gt;Replenished stationery. &lt;br /&gt;And, Baby's away for the week. &lt;br /&gt;And, I'm gonna be very busy this week (though i dont really feel that urgency in me). &lt;br /&gt;Guess, that kind of balance off things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That reminds me, I need to check something for MF &gt;&lt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gonna start doing work. &lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Misses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-8020415013401511251?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/8020415013401511251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=8020415013401511251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8020415013401511251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8020415013401511251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/10/lovely-ending-for-lovely-week-ahead.html' title='A lovely ending for a lovely week ahead'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-151551624719487850</id><published>2010-10-10T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:57:33.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many blessings of the day ^~^</title><content type='html'>Spent a lovely Sunday with Baby, and family (: &lt;br /&gt;Though morning was kinda rough, but day was awesome~ &lt;br /&gt;At least got to spend a day with baby, before he disappears for 4 days. &lt;br /&gt;(: gonna miss you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, having 205 midterm on Weds &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;Have yet to exactly start studying for it. oh noooo. &lt;br /&gt;Having a really busy week ahead, ahh. &lt;br /&gt;Tuition and Student Union's meeting and investiture to attend. &lt;br /&gt;Mmm. &lt;br /&gt;God bless aye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby for everything today (: &lt;br /&gt;Despite my pushy attitude in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;bighug* &lt;br /&gt;love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-151551624719487850?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/151551624719487850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=151551624719487850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/151551624719487850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/151551624719487850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/10/many-blessings-of-day.html' title='Many blessings of the day ^~^'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-9181612366184678542</id><published>2010-10-08T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:41:26.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To: Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TK69C8iK2VI/AAAAAAAABFo/NJJ3Q5H2l_w/s1600/birthday_candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TK69C8iK2VI/AAAAAAAABFo/NJJ3Q5H2l_w/s320/birthday_candles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525561651137010002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DRINA! (:&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful time today~ &lt;br /&gt;For these nearly 8 years of friendship, i shall present you with my big red heart, saying: love you! &lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;hugs&amp;kisses*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-9181612366184678542?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/9181612366184678542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=9181612366184678542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/9181612366184678542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/9181612366184678542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-love.html' title='To: Love'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TK69C8iK2VI/AAAAAAAABFo/NJJ3Q5H2l_w/s72-c/birthday_candles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2807649201864348056</id><published>2010-09-05T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:05:35.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big dreams</title><content type='html'>Before going to bed. &lt;br /&gt;As of dear's advice, I ought to aim reeeeal high, in order not to fall off my mark. So an alteration to make: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My goal for this semester: 5.0 GPA to pull up my lousy grades last sem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does sound ambitious. Isn't it so! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyway, had a hectic first week of school, and here comes an even busier week this coming. &lt;br /&gt;God bless aye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I need to get the minutes done soon. &lt;br /&gt;And, where's my new netbook... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night, love (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2807649201864348056?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2807649201864348056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=2807649201864348056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2807649201864348056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2807649201864348056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/09/big-dreams.html' title='Big dreams'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2923361891163061001</id><published>2010-08-30T13:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T13:48:41.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With all the printing and reading AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/THtF5IqdTnI/AAAAAAAABFQ/Wggrn73CTpg/s1600/88158129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/THtF5IqdTnI/AAAAAAAABFQ/Wggrn73CTpg/s320/88158129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511075416898358898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really different to start school when my entire morning and afternoon are spent at home. &lt;br /&gt;And my com and the charger are not cooperating with me. &lt;br /&gt;And so I have to use the desktop which the pdf file cannot be opened.&lt;br /&gt;Which means I have to print my lecture notes and stuff in school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, this calls for a replacement laptop THIS WEEKEND! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel drained even when I havent had my first lesson of the semester -.- &lt;br /&gt;What is this.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep breath* &lt;br /&gt;Okay, fight fight! &lt;br /&gt;My goal for this semester: 4.5 GPA to pull up my lousy grades last sem. &lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freshen up &amp; head for school! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2923361891163061001?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2923361891163061001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=2923361891163061001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2923361891163061001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2923361891163061001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/08/with-all-printing-and-reading-again.html' title='With all the printing and reading AGAIN'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/THtF5IqdTnI/AAAAAAAABFQ/Wggrn73CTpg/s72-c/88158129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4671621928750953656</id><published>2010-08-29T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:17:35.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's grace is sufficient for all</title><content type='html'>Today was not supposed to happen, and it wouldnt have happened.&lt;br /&gt;But, because I prayed so hard, and I had a change of heart and mind,&lt;br /&gt;they did happen.&lt;br /&gt;By His grace, that did came true (:&lt;br /&gt;I was really touched and thankful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe this is a first step.&lt;br /&gt;A step of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, perhaps God gave you an experience, one that you had been missing out on for many years. This doesn't come by chance. &lt;br /&gt;Hope you felt our love and warmth admist the differences. &lt;br /&gt;And, that this is not just by chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a choice for you,dear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4671621928750953656?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4671621928750953656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=4671621928750953656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4671621928750953656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4671621928750953656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-was-not-supposed-to-happen-and-it.html' title='God&apos;s grace is sufficient for all'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-7141973527552712530</id><published>2010-08-27T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T00:22:04.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Our first official date (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May He hears and answers my prayers&lt;br /&gt;And watch over us &lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His grace is sufficient for all, &lt;br /&gt;and Jesus loves us all unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that God will grant me the serenity to know the things we cannot change, and change the things we can.&lt;br /&gt;And the wisdom to know the difference&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-7141973527552712530?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/7141973527552712530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=7141973527552712530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7141973527552712530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7141973527552712530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/08/love.html' title='love!'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-1484597662895940712</id><published>2010-08-20T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:39:45.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woots</title><content type='html'>"You've got mail"&lt;br /&gt;Check on thurs &amp; friday for mail JILLY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the weekend again, and the end of the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;School is starting soooooooon. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow, can't wait for school to start.&lt;br /&gt;But i see this year 2 sem 1 ain't gonna be just another sem.&lt;br /&gt;So many things going on extra around, with much changes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling everyday to and fro school&lt;br /&gt;Tuition &lt;br /&gt;MF 2010&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa moving in with us&lt;br /&gt;Preparing sis's daily schedules &lt;br /&gt;And what nots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cast your burden on the Lord, and He shall sustain you" Psalm 55:22&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;Fight, go go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought this wheaking huge bottle, 1.2litres, from Daiso with baby on Wed. &lt;br /&gt;haha, looking at it now, it does look somewhat ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;Nvm, that will make sure I drink sufficient water (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye, here comes sat! &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-1484597662895940712?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/1484597662895940712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=1484597662895940712&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1484597662895940712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1484597662895940712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/08/woots.html' title='woots'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3384576207002084420</id><published>2010-08-16T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:13:48.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise Him!</title><content type='html'>Sitting at the dining table, typing the ticket distribution event updates,&lt;br /&gt;and it came across my mind. &lt;br /&gt;Wondering and picturing the colleagues in the office; &lt;br /&gt;thinking how have their day been.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh. &lt;br /&gt;Had been temping at Allianz pretty often lately, and last week was the last before schl starts. Must say, it had been enjoyable, though it gets really boring sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;Really hope that I will be back to intern with them. &lt;br /&gt;Ho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Tuesday (which is tomorrow to come)!&lt;br /&gt;smiles, gonna be watching the YOG Tennis competition with baby(:&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. &lt;br /&gt;And then, on Wednesday, museums. &lt;br /&gt;Museums under the YOG thingy are having free admissions aye. &lt;br /&gt;Pray for lovely weather and love for these days (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jilly called yesterday night! surprise. &lt;br /&gt;ah, I will mail you girl (: &lt;br /&gt;love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God can multiply what we give unto Him for His works. &lt;br /&gt;And, so He did, for my mom yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;Right after she made her decision at service after the prayer, &lt;br /&gt;God multiplied her ties that she gave to mission,&lt;br /&gt;and by grace, sent her a wonderful gift (:&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are all imperfect, but by His grace, we are a little different, shining His light"&lt;br /&gt;smiles (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3384576207002084420?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3384576207002084420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3384576207002084420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3384576207002084420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3384576207002084420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/08/praise-him.html' title='Praise Him!'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-5289915606019190682</id><published>2010-08-11T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T01:00:31.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just when i want to get things right, they don't fall on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't sleep, or i don't want to enter the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap, feel so screwed up. &lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-6280570009073325376</id><published>2010-08-04T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T15:57:02.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whines</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;gasps* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closes both eyes&lt;br /&gt;Hands together &lt;br /&gt;And Believe real hard, with faith&lt;br /&gt;Everything is fine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-6280570009073325376?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3441809632615788472</id><published>2010-08-04T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T00:07:23.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I go to bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Love you,baby (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3441809632615788472?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3441809632615788472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3441809632615788472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3441809632615788472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3441809632615788472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/08/before-i-go-to-bed.html' title='Before I go to bed'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2855763914435085004</id><published>2010-07-22T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T12:14:08.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count your blessing</title><content type='html'>It is important to cherish and appreciate what God has given us. &lt;br /&gt;Especially all our loved ones and good friends (truly good ones). &lt;br /&gt;And I'm touched and blessed to have my name appearing on SJ's post. &lt;br /&gt;I am glad, I am a blessing to others (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friends, may they be females or males, they come by rare. &lt;br /&gt;And only to those few, that you know you can truly trust them. &lt;br /&gt;Knowing that, they will definitely be there, especially in times of needs. &lt;br /&gt;Even though they may not always be there daily, or weekly, or monthly; they are always there, within our minds and hearts. &lt;br /&gt;Those are the ones, to keep. &lt;br /&gt;Because they are true, and they are a blessing (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the one important thing to learn. &lt;br /&gt;How we express our love in our family, to our loved ones. &lt;br /&gt;No one can replace anyone else, because all of us are unique. &lt;br /&gt;We just have to believe and have faith, in those that we love. &lt;br /&gt;And, have faith in the Lord, because He is always, always here for us (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks zz bro, for being there, always on those occasions when I need help. You're God's blessing for me, and my family. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks SJ, for all the silly &amp; crazy jokes, and company. You shine in His name, in your way. laugh (: &lt;br /&gt;Thanks lawrence, (I know you probably not see this) though we just recently caught up with each other. I am glad I am able to be someone you can talk to, because I feel blessed to be a blessing to you. laugh. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, Dave! you too aye. for still being here for like 5years. Though we dont always see each other, I am glad we know that we can still trust that each other will still be there. you tkcre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apparently you can see all the above are guys. &lt;br /&gt;For my lovely girlfriends, FCUBE, sweeets, &lt;br /&gt;Despite the distance, despite being in different continents, esp JILL, &lt;br /&gt;you have always been here. BIGBIG HUG*&lt;br /&gt;I have always been missing in action from time to time, going off last minutes, &lt;br /&gt;thank you for understanding and for all the love. &lt;br /&gt;You girls are always there. &lt;br /&gt;That matters a lot to me (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for you, chenjinchao. &lt;br /&gt;You can say that I am still trying to find my way around things.&lt;br /&gt;Still pretty lost, somehow. &lt;br /&gt;There is going to be a lot of struggles, and nonsense. &lt;br /&gt;But I believe, one day, He will tell me what I should do. &lt;br /&gt;And you're here for a reason (: &lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh, all these must sound pretty abrupt and perhaps crazy. &lt;br /&gt;But it's from the bottom of my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't miss you out! &lt;br /&gt;smiles, I love you loads loads. And thanks for the laughter and support you've given me (: &lt;br /&gt;Follow Him alright? &lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2855763914435085004?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2855763914435085004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=2855763914435085004&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2855763914435085004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2855763914435085004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/07/count-your-blessing.html' title='Count your blessing'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-6833908121081702623</id><published>2010-07-22T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:15:51.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;By Steven Curtis Chapman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUk5SZ18WhY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUk5SZ18WhY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spins and she sways&lt;br /&gt;To whatever song plays&lt;br /&gt;Without a care in the world&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sitting here wearing&lt;br /&gt;The weight of the world on my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long day&lt;br /&gt;And there's still work to do&lt;br /&gt;She's pulling at me&lt;br /&gt;Saying "Dad, I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a ball at the castle&lt;br /&gt;And I've been invited&lt;br /&gt;And I need to practice my dancing&lt;br /&gt;Oh, please, Daddy, please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will dance with Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;While she is here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know something the prince never knew&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I will dance with Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss even one song&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight&lt;br /&gt;And she'll be gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says he's a nice guy and I'd be impressed&lt;br /&gt;She wants to know if I approve of the dress&lt;br /&gt;She says, "Dad, the prom is just one week away&lt;br /&gt;And I need to practice my dancing&lt;br /&gt;Oh, please, Daddy, please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will dance with Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;While she is here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know something the prince never knew&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I will dance with Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss even one song&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight&lt;br /&gt;And she'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she came home today with a ring on her hand&lt;br /&gt;Just glowing and telling us all they had planned&lt;br /&gt;She says, "Dad, the wedding's still six months away&lt;br /&gt;But I need to practice my dancing&lt;br /&gt;Oh, please, Daddy, please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will dance with Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;While she is here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know something the prince never knew&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I will dance with Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss even one song&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight&lt;br /&gt;And she'll be gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-6833908121081702623?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2258098851840172347</id><published>2010-07-21T12:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T14:16:20.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is a verb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You showed it to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thank you for loving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the day I stop loving you, you will be in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;You will know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2258098851840172347?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2258098851840172347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=2258098851840172347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2258098851840172347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2258098851840172347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-is-verb.html' title='Love is a verb'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3994355880382591305</id><published>2010-07-14T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:04:48.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop another one, quick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Virus is attacking me now. Popping lozengers as and when the cough starts choking me. &lt;br /&gt;Lozengers cost $12.50. heh,better don't overdoze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can predict what would happen the next moment, the next few hours, the next day. So, do what you want to do, without regrets. So that you can live up to yourself, and not start blaming for your faults. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TD3f_3X18YI/AAAAAAAABFI/Hu7H8KXaI_g/s1600/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TD3f_3X18YI/AAAAAAAABFI/Hu7H8KXaI_g/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493793408750580098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny was someone who was very dear to all of us. &lt;br /&gt;And it just happened so sudden, that she was called home to the Lord on 6 July 2010. &lt;br /&gt;Quite a week we all had, grieve and pain. But thanks for all the prayers and support all friends and colleagues had given us. Appreciate that. &lt;br /&gt;And through this, I believe we all learnt a lot. I did. Many thanks to Uncle Noah. &lt;br /&gt;May God's presence be amongst us, to light the paths, and guide us (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course registeration was quite a rush today. quite a number of hiccups.&lt;br /&gt;Now just have to wait for the elective results on 27aug. &lt;br /&gt;Pray that I can my first priorities. &lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby extract 2 wisdom tooth today, that cost his entire speaking and eating ability. Slept and rest for the afternoon. Just nice student cancelled today's tuition, so I was spending time with him. &lt;br /&gt;Following that was a nearly 3hours meeting at SMU. Response was pouring in today from everywhere, and my minutes is kinda in a mess. Gotta sort it out tomorrow, and on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working tomorrow and on friday, filling in the receptionist in the afternoon after lunch. Meeting sam and drina for lunch before work tmr, finally get to see the both of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3994355880382591305?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3994355880382591305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3994355880382591305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3994355880382591305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3994355880382591305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/07/pop-another-one-quick.html' title='Pop another one, quick!'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TD3f_3X18YI/AAAAAAAABFI/Hu7H8KXaI_g/s72-c/DSC00340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-7938522009843298296</id><published>2010-07-05T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:53:22.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay, it's 1am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When was the last time, my heart skipped a beat? &lt;br /&gt;What is that, that lasts and never leaves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-7938522009843298296?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/7938522009843298296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=7938522009843298296&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7938522009843298296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7938522009843298296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/07/okay-its-1am.html' title='okay, it&apos;s 1am'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-8501573099732515030</id><published>2010-07-03T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T00:45:42.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lovely day (:</title><content type='html'>Zoo trip with baby today (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;seriously, why ain't the goat smell going away. shudders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather wasn't too bad. &lt;br /&gt;but, heavy downpour made the day more lively. &lt;br /&gt;drenched from head to toe, but had fun in the rain. &lt;br /&gt;dressed in a ultra big green raincoat, with a pink umbrella; and baby with his blue umbrella; found the way out of the zoo. should have seen the streams of water by the path. haha. baby fancy cooling his feet w the help of those running water. &lt;br /&gt;thanks dear for catching me from slipping. otherwise would have like suffered butt pain.  &lt;br /&gt;caught some fun at the kids' corner, haha. &lt;br /&gt;pretty ponies to admire; but stinky little goats filled the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time to make a trip to such places with somebody other than my family or relatives. and, baby made it a memorable one. yay (: &lt;br /&gt;wanna visit museums next aye, hoho. &lt;br /&gt;loveee (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met sammie for lunch date on wednesday (: &lt;br /&gt;and drina's returning later in the morning. welcome back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Eclipse is in theatres! &lt;br /&gt;eyes shimmers*&lt;br /&gt;ah,'You're Beautiful' catches more attention now (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Go Mi Nam~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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(:'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-1127545540925085334</id><published>2010-06-24T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:36:54.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TCNcL2m3MqI/AAAAAAAABFA/f_zNfAdeEzI/s1600/Two_Smiles_is_a_Long_Walk_by_motionlessSndtrk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TCNcL2m3MqI/AAAAAAAABFA/f_zNfAdeEzI/s320/Two_Smiles_is_a_Long_Walk_by_motionlessSndtrk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486330129774228130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading back those entries I wrote in my diary books, it is really quite a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at all the details I noted, all the chat lines, and zooming in on all the little things; pretty amazing I put so much time in pening them down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some entries, I can't believe I felt that way; I can't believe I wrote such poetic words and phrases; I can't believe I was so nonsensical; I can't believe I was so silly.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I felt like tearing certain pages off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I am certainly glad I did pen down those days.&lt;br /&gt;Because those are the days, we girls had been through together, and grown together, till now. &lt;br /&gt;All the chats we had, random talks, letters, scribbles. &lt;br /&gt;Laugh, precious memories to keep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to forget,&lt;br /&gt;those heart-warming moments; those heart-breaking moments too.&lt;br /&gt;Names of those who mattered to me, are sure all in the books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you all take really loads of space on the shelves,&lt;br /&gt;I will not dispose you guys! &lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;It's a form of entertainment too, aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending misses to &lt;br /&gt;JILLY lovely who should be busy packing for Taz already;&lt;br /&gt;SAMMIE exams are over already?! see you in July (: ;&lt;br /&gt;DRINA dear who's in Cambodia, be strong! &lt;br /&gt;SWEEETS hubby, drowned with school, I WILL SEE YOU SOON! &lt;br /&gt;DAVE guy hope you are all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TCNcL2m3MqI/AAAAAAAABFA/f_zNfAdeEzI/s72-c/Two_Smiles_is_a_Long_Walk_by_motionlessSndtrk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-1187318417806906810</id><published>2010-06-22T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:13:07.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you ♥</title><content type='html'>An hour more, till it strikes 12 on the 23rd of June. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday baby (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the ants did ruin the cupcakes I baked&lt;br /&gt;And disturbed the lovely cake I baked too&lt;br /&gt;The time spent with you&lt;br /&gt;Is everything that matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day that you turn 22&lt;br /&gt;May your happiness grow&lt;br /&gt;And your dreams be fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;May all the blessings fall upon you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear,for all that you've given me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;smiles,for you only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-1187318417806906810?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/1187318417806906810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=1187318417806906810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1187318417806906810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1187318417806906810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-you.html' title='For you ♥'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2486525956044219021</id><published>2010-06-21T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T16:03:40.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Passing by the bus stop outside school today,&lt;br /&gt;made me wanna visit college with you;&lt;br /&gt;to walk through all the memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing sweets, gonna see you real soon alright (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2486525956044219021?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2486525956044219021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=2486525956044219021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2486525956044219021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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birthday today, tennis guys and girls. &lt;br /&gt;Or to be really random, and start talking to people I've never talked to for years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tennis.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go cycling. &lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn bladding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Can't wait for July to be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-6095199277975246340?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/6095199277975246340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=6095199277975246340&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people in your life are irreplaceable.&lt;br /&gt;They mean the world to you and your life wouldn’t be how it is now if not for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hold you together through difficult times,&lt;br /&gt;They share your happiness through happy times.&lt;br /&gt;They make you angry or annoyed occasionally and then pull you closer.&lt;br /&gt;They mean everything to you, and whatever happens to them, happens to you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You share their joy and laughter, sorrows and burdens, and times of neutrality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Miss you lovelies in Melbourne! TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES WELL AND GOOD, BOTH OF YOU! &lt;br /&gt;Glad to bump into drina&amp;zm at J8, and occasional texts on random events. &lt;br /&gt;And, a rare movie session with sweeets last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;World cup fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-5687347386044625355?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/5687347386044625355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=5687347386044625355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5687347386044625355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5687347386044625355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/06/take-it-all-in.html' title='Take it all in'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-8701257475956182691</id><published>2010-06-10T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:37:44.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes!</title><content type='html'>Don't know if you all will see this, but here.&lt;br /&gt;Girls, so sorry about the intended dinner on Friday,which is tomorrow. Unless mom is engaged in any activity, I wouldn't be able to join you all. If I am able to, will ring you girls! Will all meet when Sheryne is back (: love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love being busy. &lt;br /&gt;To feel that I'm actually doing something with my time, instead of rotting them away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am gonna put up paper strips (sooon), to promote myself as a Piano Teacher (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;referrals,anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-8701257475956182691?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/8701257475956182691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=8701257475956182691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8701257475956182691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8701257475956182691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes.html' title='yes!'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-1727127489311204405</id><published>2010-05-21T16:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:37:56.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spot me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Constance aka Konstanz &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S_ZDUmpDgQI/AAAAAAAABDw/XL6nQXURwQg/s1600/Germany-Baden-Wuerttemberg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S_ZDUmpDgQI/AAAAAAAABDw/XL6nQXURwQg/s320/Germany-Baden-Wuerttemberg.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473636418364604674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Map of Baden-Wurttemberg &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S_ZE6BNbgoI/AAAAAAAABD4/pir4iDAMymE/s1600/RTEmagicC_22_KN-In_der_Niederburg_05_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S_ZE6BNbgoI/AAAAAAAABD4/pir4iDAMymE/s320/RTEmagicC_22_KN-In_der_Niederburg_05_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473638160663282306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S_ZFQGibxEI/AAAAAAAABEA/aO1LWpSCVLQ/s1600/RTEmagicC_10_KN-Blick_ueber_die_Altstadt_03_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S_ZFQGibxEI/AAAAAAAABEA/aO1LWpSCVLQ/s320/RTEmagicC_10_KN-Blick_ueber_die_Altstadt_03_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473638540050678850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View leading to Lake Constance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S_ZFdk7-UZI/AAAAAAAABEI/zQPc-wGSTok/s1600/RTEmagicC_02_KN-Konzilvorplatz_test2_02_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S_ZFdk7-UZI/AAAAAAAABEI/zQPc-wGSTok/s320/RTEmagicC_02_KN-Konzilvorplatz_test2_02_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473638771549163922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Port entry of Constance with the "Imperia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city of Constance is located in the region of Baden-Wurttemberg in Germany.&lt;br /&gt;At the mouth of the Rhein, Constance (pop. 82,000) rubs elbows with Switzerland and Austria. Its location saved the elegant university town from bombardment in WWII, as the Allies were leery of accidentally striking its neighbors. The unique location has lent the city cultural diversity with an international flair. Crooked streets wind around delicate Baroque and Renaissance facades in the central part of town. Gabled and turreted 19th-century houses, seemingly imported from the Mediterranean coast, line the river promenades. The green waters of the Bodensee lap the beaches and harbors while, farther out, countless sailboats and ships cruise the waters. Though much of the Bodensee is overrun by tourists, Constance’s large student population keeps the city—and its prices—somewhat grounded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got a history in Europe, Germany too (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, do visit me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-1727127489311204405?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/1727127489311204405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=1727127489311204405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1727127489311204405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1727127489311204405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/05/spot-me.html' title='Spot me!'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S_ZDUmpDgQI/AAAAAAAABDw/XL6nQXURwQg/s72-c/Germany-Baden-Wuerttemberg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-7684506357654932795</id><published>2010-04-29T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:40:59.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wave of calmness</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfmqXbSDx-w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfmqXbSDx-w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels as if I am standing on the beach, looking at the sunset, feeling the breeze brushing my skin; listening to the waves. &lt;br /&gt;Just taking in every bit of nature, that God has created (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-7684506357654932795?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/7684506357654932795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=7684506357654932795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7684506357654932795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7684506357654932795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/04/wave-of-calmness.html' title='A wave of calmness'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-7881412892895632613</id><published>2010-04-28T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T23:52:15.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsk</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;That's the reason for the fear I feel within&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you not answer the phone. &lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-7881412892895632613?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/7881412892895632613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=7881412892895632613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7881412892895632613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7881412892895632613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/04/tsk.html' title='tsk'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3302727768855936445</id><published>2010-04-26T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:29:38.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hand in hand</title><content type='html'>Was strolling along the streets in the city on Saturday, and baby shared with me the usage of advertising boards or space, for unique purposes such as marriage proposal. &lt;br /&gt;That idea never came through to me before, though remember seeing that somewhere in dramas. &lt;br /&gt;Sure it's dramatic and romantic. But, it's gonna cost a hole in the pockets too. &lt;br /&gt;heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems pretty far away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfftt. &lt;br /&gt;Get your head in the books, stiie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, misses to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3302727768855936445?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3302727768855936445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3302727768855936445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3302727768855936445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3302727768855936445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/04/hand-in-hand.html' title='hand in hand'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4310239930234706747</id><published>2010-04-07T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:30:09.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe</title><content type='html'>"What things soever ye desire. when ye pray, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them" &lt;br /&gt;Mark 11:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me flip through my memories. &lt;br /&gt;Recalled how impossible it seemed back then, to have you. &lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I did. Because of prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to get an answer now, I know what I have to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4310239930234706747?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4310239930234706747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=4310239930234706747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4310239930234706747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4310239930234706747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-things-soever-ye-desire.html' title='Believe'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2557373373853179684</id><published>2010-04-06T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:30:36.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRjb8sMjYu8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRjb8sMjYu8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2557373373853179684?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2557373373853179684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=2557373373853179684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2557373373853179684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2557373373853179684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/04/lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4506458181469271330</id><published>2010-04-01T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:42:46.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely adorable</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't he just adorable, funny, cute, lovely, talented? &lt;br /&gt;He's 5! and he's Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop watching him, and he just keeps me laughing and smiling. &lt;br /&gt;awwwwww~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4506458181469271330?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4506458181469271330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=4506458181469271330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4506458181469271330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4506458181469271330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/04/absolutely-adorable.html' title='Absolutely adorable'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-8735806185433995019</id><published>2010-03-31T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:40:05.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOP HERE!</title><content type='html'>A place not to miss to shop(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At AFFORDABLE-LOVES&lt;br /&gt;visit: http://affordable-loves.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not miss it, low prices (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-8735806185433995019?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/8735806185433995019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=8735806185433995019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8735806185433995019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8735806185433995019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/shop-here.html' title='SHOP HERE!'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-8423694528537639270</id><published>2010-03-29T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T00:27:06.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Caught me by surprise. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have that drive and motivation to give my best in studies. &lt;br /&gt;And I should say, yes I'm gonna ace it? &lt;br /&gt;smiles. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, will do my best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I need to rid of this headache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Barbara de Angelis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-8423694528537639270?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/8423694528537639270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=8423694528537639270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8423694528537639270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8423694528537639270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-6670888676768140646</id><published>2010-03-29T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T01:06:32.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend burnt</title><content type='html'>Test in the afternoon later at 1.30pm. &lt;br /&gt;And it's 1 am already, haven't study for the test, perhaps 1/3 done. &lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness just finished this other online quiz thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomache's feeling queer. bleah. &lt;br /&gt;Headache's are gone, for now. &lt;br /&gt;And baby's not replying me. too angry with me huh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. &lt;br /&gt;So many things undone. &lt;br /&gt;But you know, seriously I cannot be exactly bothered by it, maybe cos I know eventually I will still get them done. &lt;br /&gt;But knowing that I did spent my time with the people I love around me, in better ways than just with the books, I can face myself with that. &lt;br /&gt;With baby, love, zz, family, sister, granny.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think it's a good sacrifice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sweeets's in Taiwan already, enjoying her butt off. &lt;br /&gt;Better come visit me and drina when you are back! &lt;br /&gt;misses! and tkcre (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Seek first to understand, then to be understood"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Francis of Assisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-6670888676768140646?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/6670888676768140646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=6670888676768140646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/6670888676768140646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/6670888676768140646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-burnt.html' title='weekend burnt'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2340023810566490659</id><published>2010-03-19T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T00:56:30.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Tired</title><content type='html'>Whenever I come to this space, I am always experiencing the negatives. &lt;br /&gt;Seems as if this is the only present space that I can let stuff out. &lt;br /&gt;But when I started typing word by word, I start using the backspace. &lt;br /&gt;And eventually I say none of what I intended to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels as if I lost a place, space, venue, to be free and to feel that sense of trust and security. &lt;br /&gt;Where's that support? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2340023810566490659?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2340023810566490659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=2340023810566490659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2340023810566490659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2340023810566490659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/too-tired.html' title='Too Tired'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-610512892509462241</id><published>2010-03-17T11:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:54:45.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;&lt; That taste is still in my mouth. yeeks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-610512892509462241?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/610512892509462241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=610512892509462241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/610512892509462241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/610512892509462241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-taste-is-still-in-my-mouth.html' title=''/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3211575031468958744</id><published>2010-03-16T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:46:35.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hate it when I feel so affected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3211575031468958744?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3211575031468958744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3211575031468958744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3211575031468958744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3211575031468958744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/hate-it-when-i-feel-so-affected.html' title=''/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-8956790446884910855</id><published>2010-03-16T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:16:48.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space ain't doing good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Distant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home today. So glad that I'm back today, because I can see myself experiencing undesired emotions and slackness if I'm at hall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine I can be so productive on the train ride home. &lt;br /&gt;Did the 202 interview with Val today. &lt;br /&gt;And on my way home, in the afternoon, got myself a seat, and I completed my interview write up and analysis on the 40 minutes train ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I observe on the way home, which was pretty disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;There was a mother and her boy just 2 seats away from me. &lt;br /&gt;She was reprimanding her boy like she was at home. I got really annoyed by her scoldings, which was unreasonable to me. &lt;br /&gt;This other teenage boy sitting next to me was also intolerant towards her attitude. &lt;br /&gt;There is a certain way in educating kids, and obviously it ain't to 'embarrass' your kid in public by scolding them stupid and that they're not using your brains, and what not. Appreciation towards diversity in learning paces and abilities is essential is maximizing one's potential. &lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's a unusual day for me.&lt;br /&gt;The level of efficiency and productivity was out of the norm. &lt;br /&gt;But still, I feel that something is lacking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-8956790446884910855?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/8956790446884910855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=8956790446884910855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8956790446884910855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8956790446884910855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/space-aint-doing-good.html' title='Space ain&apos;t doing good.'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2439707151561560944</id><published>2010-03-14T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:04:42.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2439707151561560944?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2439707151561560944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=2439707151561560944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2439707151561560944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2439707151561560944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/blind.html' title=''/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-5070824377502489386</id><published>2010-03-11T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T03:36:59.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Twisties</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I am really glad you called just now. &lt;br /&gt;Acted like an energy boost. &lt;br /&gt;Offering comfort and concern. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks boy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this blogpost is equivalent to a short break that I am having. &lt;br /&gt;3.32am &lt;br /&gt;geeez. &lt;br /&gt;Pray I wouldnt sleep during lecture tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;My head better not sway from left to right, nor drop at a certain point of time. &lt;br /&gt;heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously wondering how i would score for this paper &gt;&lt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoke to Prof personally at his office. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;Second interview later at 830pm. &lt;br /&gt;Sarah stayover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More to come after essay:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths Report and Presentation&lt;br /&gt;Resume&lt;br /&gt;Oral Presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takes a deep breath, and shuts me eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Amen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Media and Politics paper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-5070824377502489386?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/5070824377502489386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=5070824377502489386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5070824377502489386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5070824377502489386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/late-night-twisties.html' title='Late Night Twisties'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4253864897137382555</id><published>2010-03-09T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T17:39:23.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Think Think</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Have you thought of working in China? Especially when you are bilingual, I believe that it is much easier to find a job there, and maybe the pay is higher too."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has absolutely not crossed my mind before. But it did open my vision quite extensively. Working in China, it sounds fresh &lt;em&gt;at least to me&lt;/em&gt; or maybe unbelievable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I do, I believe you would have contacts to provide me with when you are back in China. Thank you in advance aye. laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly enjoy the controversial conversation that I had with lin just now. It was pretty much, an unexpected or uncalled for. But it was good. So mind provoking. Haha, finally put my brain to good use huh. &lt;br /&gt;And, for the first time ever since I last touch maths concepts in Exam, I question the methods that we had adopted. Like, wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, how long have I switched off my brains, and not do some critical thinking and evaluation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pffftt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;Interview in a short while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where's that conference room?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to thank God, for putting me in tutorial classes with brilliant students, to complement with my laziness this semester. Bows* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4253864897137382555?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4253864897137382555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=4253864897137382555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4253864897137382555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4253864897137382555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/think-think-think.html' title='Think Think Think'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-8188982859204520249</id><published>2010-03-06T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T18:58:02.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate it when I feel like this</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Lacking of a sense of accomplishment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need monitoring.&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S5I0ofH6mMI/AAAAAAAABDc/kvKyq0iOc-w/s1600-h/chloe%27s+birthday+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S5I0ofH6mMI/AAAAAAAABDc/kvKyq0iOc-w/s320/chloe%27s+birthday+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445472769598462146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Chloe. &lt;br /&gt;Seven candles. Make a wish. &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-8188982859204520249?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/8188982859204520249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=8188982859204520249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8188982859204520249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8188982859204520249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/hate-it-when-i-feel-like-this.html' title='hate it when I feel like this'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S5I0ofH6mMI/AAAAAAAABDc/kvKyq0iOc-w/s72-c/chloe%27s+birthday+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-1831920008921966307</id><published>2010-03-05T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T14:52:50.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major sidetrack</title><content type='html'>Was settling work stuff on hotmail, and I discovered this Occupation Exploration Report that I did in school long time ago. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career Profile Inventory Your Interests pattern is in this order: &lt;br /&gt;1. Social  &lt;br /&gt;2. Enterprising  &lt;br /&gt;3. Creative    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Top 5 abilities are: &lt;br /&gt;1. Sensitivity  &lt;br /&gt;2. Musical  &lt;br /&gt;3. Organising  &lt;br /&gt;4. Artistic  &lt;br /&gt;5. Abstract Reasoning    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of occupations that match well with both your Interests and Abilities: Architect, Building &lt;br /&gt;Photographer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How interesting (: &lt;br /&gt;Do look out for unique architectual designs by me in the future aye. &lt;br /&gt;ho ho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-1831920008921966307?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/1831920008921966307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=1831920008921966307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1831920008921966307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1831920008921966307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/major-sidetrack.html' title='Major sidetrack'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-5457782565780354004</id><published>2010-03-01T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:04:30.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commoditized</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I used not to question, but not now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does putting in effort in keeping what you hold close to your heart, gets appreciated and not in return, receive questioning? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they do the same, going the extra mile? &lt;br /&gt;Or to even express that simple bit of appreciation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it that you can hold onto, and not doubt it? &lt;br /&gt;To depend on, without worries, without questions; and just feel secured regardless anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes, less is better. Is that so? &lt;br /&gt;And even those around you, only that mere few are really there. &lt;br /&gt;Putting their words into actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guess it's just not meant to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-5457782565780354004?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/5457782565780354004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=5457782565780354004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5457782565780354004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/5457782565780354004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/03/commoditized.html' title='Commoditized'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-218062118008483466</id><published>2010-02-20T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:57:12.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Happiness and bliss conquers all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-218062118008483466?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/218062118008483466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=218062118008483466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/218062118008483466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/218062118008483466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/02/unbelievable.html' title='Unbelievable'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-29231348836450885</id><published>2010-02-17T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:30:00.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Guess i'd never be normal. &lt;br /&gt;At least, not like the other young adults around. &lt;br /&gt;Not enough for all those around me. &lt;br /&gt;Accepting it for so long, and not questioning it, quite some joke i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of losing everything at one shot, including myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year with a fresh start? &lt;br /&gt;it's quite refreshing indeed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-29231348836450885?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/29231348836450885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=29231348836450885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/29231348836450885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/29231348836450885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/02/whats-lost.html' title='what&apos;s lost'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-6933350820250457326</id><published>2010-02-15T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:34:54.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S3lM_lflw-I/AAAAAAAABDM/wBLsbwwSJzY/s1600-h/Aster_Cafe_by_dadenko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S3lM_lflw-I/AAAAAAAABDM/wBLsbwwSJzY/s320/Aster_Cafe_by_dadenko.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438462680306664418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rather out of place. &lt;br /&gt;Like something's wrong somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Out of balance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shrugs. pffftt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-6933350820250457326?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/6933350820250457326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=6933350820250457326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/6933350820250457326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/6933350820250457326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S3lM_lflw-I/AAAAAAAABDM/wBLsbwwSJzY/s72-c/Aster_Cafe_by_dadenko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-8959273074374891662</id><published>2010-02-08T10:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T10:44:16.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you gave it meaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YAY (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Start for the weekend with boy, filled with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S293lQdAJDI/AAAAAAAABCM/2TUFYKKrOA8/s1600-h/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S293lQdAJDI/AAAAAAAABCM/2TUFYKKrOA8/s320/006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435694757214954546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S293UB8Dn2I/AAAAAAAABCE/bKaWMmo3Xgw/s1600-h/6+feb+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S293UB8Dn2I/AAAAAAAABCE/bKaWMmo3Xgw/s320/6+feb+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435694461260898146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S294dzp9bxI/AAAAAAAABC0/QY98pJqKXB8/s1600-h/029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S294dzp9bxI/AAAAAAAABC0/QY98pJqKXB8/s320/029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435695728737218322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner at Chilis on Sat! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultra late dinner, but i guess it was a good wait.&lt;br /&gt;Super goooood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S295d0Xf46I/AAAAAAAABDE/avqV_RLqWw0/s1600-h/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S295d0Xf46I/AAAAAAAABDE/avqV_RLqWw0/s320/011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435696828439847842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S294GJU1c8I/AAAAAAAABCc/bd_QyZxvmaA/s1600-h/DSC02582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S294GJU1c8I/AAAAAAAABCc/bd_QyZxvmaA/s320/DSC02582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435695322237334466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2938yyrWKI/AAAAAAAABCU/7ekLPU0x0dw/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2938yyrWKI/AAAAAAAABCU/7ekLPU0x0dw/s320/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435695161569663138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S295Tyx9IEI/AAAAAAAABC8/GGaIh8bNjfQ/s1600-h/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S295Tyx9IEI/AAAAAAAABC8/GGaIh8bNjfQ/s320/013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435696656215253058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY Carnival Games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S294Q_79aBI/AAAAAAAABCk/eQDVEI2LrPI/s1600-h/022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S294Q_79aBI/AAAAAAAABCk/eQDVEI2LrPI/s320/022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435695508695640082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S294WGxJdUI/AAAAAAAABCs/Cciot-C2gPk/s1600-h/021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S294WGxJdUI/AAAAAAAABCs/Cciot-C2gPk/s320/021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435695596428686658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe and her big air ball game, on water! &lt;br /&gt;super hype (:&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;And now, back at school. &lt;br /&gt;omg. im so un-motivated to study. serious. &lt;br /&gt;slams head on table*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS JILLY,MISS SWEEETS,MISS BOY &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-8959273074374891662?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/8959273074374891662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=8959273074374891662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8959273074374891662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8959273074374891662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-gave-it-meaning.html' title='you gave it meaning'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S293lQdAJDI/AAAAAAAABCM/2TUFYKKrOA8/s72-c/006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4895441568914874903</id><published>2010-02-03T21:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:20:26.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm so gonna miss all these &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mBYEQ5iaI/AAAAAAAABBU/w8Wv0DE71NM/s1600-h/044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mBYEQ5iaI/AAAAAAAABBU/w8Wv0DE71NM/s320/044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434016675860679074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mB6JiRFzI/AAAAAAAABBs/CNjDR-bvI98/s1600-h/032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mB6JiRFzI/AAAAAAAABBs/CNjDR-bvI98/s320/032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434017261391255346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mCFwdibSI/AAAAAAAABB8/27qlVgFgiQY/s1600-h/042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mCFwdibSI/AAAAAAAABB8/27qlVgFgiQY/s320/042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434017460818963746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZEL! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;awesome pawsome; petite pathat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mB2RE5WLI/AAAAAAAABBk/psR99PUuPS8/s1600-h/040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mB2RE5WLI/AAAAAAAABBk/psR99PUuPS8/s320/040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434017194696071346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mB92yksjI/AAAAAAAABB0/6oZ_mfEnC4o/s1600-h/082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mB92yksjI/AAAAAAAABB0/6oZ_mfEnC4o/s320/082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434017325078852146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mBu7w831I/AAAAAAAABBc/924KFoZkITs/s1600-h/074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mBu7w831I/AAAAAAAABBc/924KFoZkITs/s320/074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434017068716187474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recollection of the past. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I've got to be all focused on my presentation for tomorrow, but I've got to say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By chance (righttt) I browsed through this particular diary of mine. &lt;br /&gt;Past events, memories, activities, laughter, anger, sadness. &lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously glad, and appreciative towards myself (though it sounds weird, but.) that I did take the effort to pen down the things I went through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading them, I felt really silly. I mean, so many things could have been resolved back then, but it just dragged on. It felt as if, the amount troubles and confusion was outnumbering the simple happiness and satisfaction that could be obtained. &lt;br /&gt;A postitive change did occur, and I'm thankful for that. &lt;br /&gt;I had learnt a lot. &lt;br /&gt;Seeing that change, and feeling it. Best. &lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Let's pray for the best (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I can't believe JILL was away for a year (if im not wrong) and I survived that. Obviously it ain't exactly a smooth transition in the beginning. And it seems, we were all working our ways in different parts of the globe (but still within Earth,should I be thankful for that? maybe someone might be on the moon studying, who knows.). &lt;br /&gt;That particular feeling I had a year ago seemed to be returning. And the cycle starts again. &lt;br /&gt;The oversea phonecalls, webcam conversation, msn fcube convo.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I can bottle all of them up. &lt;br /&gt;How nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know how I would do, or even be, without them.&lt;br /&gt;Especially CJ and JILL. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks. &lt;br /&gt;For being there physically and emotionally, for listening, for your love and care.&lt;br /&gt;love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweeets,Love,Guy,Bro. same goes to you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4895441568914874903?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4895441568914874903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=4895441568914874903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4895441568914874903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4895441568914874903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/02/reminiscence.html' title='Reminiscence'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S2mBYEQ5iaI/AAAAAAAABBU/w8Wv0DE71NM/s72-c/044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-7277770454244522363</id><published>2010-01-29T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:01:36.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderful voices</title><content type='html'>Here's Janice and Sonia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;아주 먼 옛날 (A Long Long Time Ago)&lt;br /&gt;By JS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZsyJxDRczQE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZsyJxDRczQE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long long time ago&lt;br /&gt;from a place called heaven,&lt;br /&gt;a divine plan was made &lt;br /&gt;just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God looked down upon you&lt;br /&gt;and said, "This is good.&lt;br /&gt;With my own two hands,&lt;br /&gt;I have made you more precious&lt;br /&gt;than anything in this world.&lt;br /&gt;I rejoice because of you&lt;br /&gt;and I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you and bless you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i love this one (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officially missing you&lt;br /&gt;By JS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DtXr0pIRSg4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DtXr0pIRSg4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-7277770454244522363?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/7277770454244522363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=7277770454244522363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7277770454244522363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7277770454244522363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/01/wonderful-voices.html' title='wonderful voices'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-1558530052527855733</id><published>2010-01-28T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:31:46.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HA HA HA</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;WHEN YOU LOOK UP INTO THE SKY&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL FIND A GREAT BIG SMILE THOUGH THE CLOUDS &lt;br /&gt;SMILES ARE WHAT FILL US WITH DELIGHT&lt;br /&gt;AND BRING US BACK TO OUR GOOD OLD DAYS.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter too! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No choir practice on Saturday, and i'm gonna spend in preparing my presentation, in the nature setting,with dearest. ho ho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week seemed to be a relatively 'people' week: &lt;br /&gt;Been around hall mates,tennis.&lt;br /&gt;Random calls to boy.&lt;br /&gt;Girly session with loveee.&lt;br /&gt;Phone call catch up with Sweeets.&lt;br /&gt;Been communicating more with that ever-busy-with-project dave.&lt;br /&gt;Crash at Jill&amp;Hazel's.&lt;br /&gt;Mixing around with Living with Maths dudes. &lt;br /&gt;Weekend with boy (sooon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye aye~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully to catch sweeets around this weekend too! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-1558530052527855733?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/1558530052527855733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=1558530052527855733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1558530052527855733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1558530052527855733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/01/ha-ha-ha.html' title='HA HA HA'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3137328616832086123</id><published>2010-01-27T00:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T00:21:12.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oooooooh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18WHFu0X4I/AAAAAAAABBE/8fLaPsxeXFo/s1600-h/IMG000122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18WHFu0X4I/AAAAAAAABBE/8fLaPsxeXFo/s320/IMG000122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431083986685550466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18V9qlkD4I/AAAAAAAABA8/APKG1L4rAJ0/s1600-h/IMG000134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18V9qlkD4I/AAAAAAAABA8/APKG1L4rAJ0/s320/IMG000134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431083824780152706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18V7CgXatI/AAAAAAAABA0/mitrXbnavHo/s1600-h/IMG000139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18V7CgXatI/AAAAAAAABA0/mitrXbnavHo/s320/IMG000139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431083779661195986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18V2iH5yLI/AAAAAAAABAs/HHkJHcI16F4/s1600-h/IMG000136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18V2iH5yLI/AAAAAAAABAs/HHkJHcI16F4/s320/IMG000136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431083702249179314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18Vx0DdxOI/AAAAAAAABAk/uVFSFYXT_GM/s1600-h/IMG000127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18Vx0DdxOI/AAAAAAAABAk/uVFSFYXT_GM/s320/IMG000127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431083621163058402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18VtT4b-8I/AAAAAAAABAc/JLRGWarlg8g/s1600-h/IMG000126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18VtT4b-8I/AAAAAAAABAc/JLRGWarlg8g/s320/IMG000126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431083543807392706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18Wa4oLvTI/AAAAAAAABBM/QJMCUq_tZRg/s1600-h/IMG000140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18Wa4oLvTI/AAAAAAAABBM/QJMCUq_tZRg/s320/IMG000140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431084326765444402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3137328616832086123?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3137328616832086123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3137328616832086123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3137328616832086123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3137328616832086123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/01/oooooooh.html' title='oooooooh'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S18WHFu0X4I/AAAAAAAABBE/8fLaPsxeXFo/s72-c/IMG000122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2161773296161745223</id><published>2010-01-25T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:48:33.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coughs*</title><content type='html'>i'm so supposed to go through whatever that's been taught &lt;em&gt;(for a moment i couldnt spell this word!)&lt;/em&gt; today, after the shower. &lt;br /&gt;but, i'm just so not getting on with the stack of paper in front of me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added on another module for this semester: Living with Maths.&lt;br /&gt;it ain't as absurd as it sounds, &lt;em&gt;not yet&lt;/em&gt; i guess. &lt;br /&gt;and, i must say, the lecturer who's a female is sure amusing. &lt;br /&gt;Have got a term project for this module, sounds pretty fun. &lt;br /&gt;pray that the group members are nice (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. i've got a mini international group on my side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S12rdo009XI/AAAAAAAABAU/bjpX8lJYvpM/s1600-h/IMG000112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S12rdo009XI/AAAAAAAABAU/bjpX8lJYvpM/s320/IMG000112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430685251342234994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the 3 of us! ((:&lt;br /&gt;FCUBE lovelies major crash jill's place last week! ho ho ho. &lt;br /&gt;all those crazy laughters,and screams. love love love (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to really start comprehending my readings like i really mean it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throat's irritating me. the itch and the sore.&lt;br /&gt;yikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just as this new journey begins, let's make the best out of it. &lt;br /&gt;Let the meeting of minds and beating of hearts begin. &lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2161773296161745223?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2161773296161745223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=2161773296161745223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2161773296161745223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2161773296161745223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/01/coughs.html' title='coughs*'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S12rdo009XI/AAAAAAAABAU/bjpX8lJYvpM/s72-c/IMG000112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-7449203297643946774</id><published>2010-01-16T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:03:11.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know how long this is going to take, and how painful it is going to be. &lt;br /&gt;just have to work on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-7449203297643946774?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/7449203297643946774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=7449203297643946774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7449203297643946774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7449203297643946774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-how-long-this-is-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2942195309264607763</id><published>2010-01-14T01:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:01:51.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Start for Semester 2</title><content type='html'>Greetings, it is 2.20am on a fine Thurday morning, on 14 January 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Good day ahead peeps! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say Hi to Hort Park (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sibilings! dad's the ultimate photographer (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with sissy and bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S04OS_2XaXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/VFcE3dpyT-E/s1600-h/100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S04OS_2XaXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/VFcE3dpyT-E/s320/100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426290320567921010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S04OGedu16I/AAAAAAAAA_s/edNaPPodHcQ/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S04OGedu16I/AAAAAAAAA_s/edNaPPodHcQ/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426290105447798690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S04OWqBGtaI/AAAAAAAAA_8/-6d5f339X6k/s1600-h/hort+park+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S04OWqBGtaI/AAAAAAAAA_8/-6d5f339X6k/s400/hort+park+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426290383426860450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say Hi to Semester 2!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S04MBC9SD_I/AAAAAAAAA_k/UPegn6z1iwc/s1600-h/collage+of+us!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S04MBC9SD_I/AAAAAAAAA_k/UPegn6z1iwc/s400/collage+of+us!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426287813141336050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;more pictures on jilly's blog and facebook! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied with beloved girlfriend, and was all prepared for lecture! ho ho~ &lt;br /&gt;late night routines are back &gt;&lt; the lack of sufficient sleeep is definitely not something on my 'want' list! &lt;br /&gt;and this first week is like some food/snacks exchange with hall senior. lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say Hi to love! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S04TS1NTY4I/AAAAAAAABAM/oKbHZYMhyvs/s1600-h/heh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S04TS1NTY4I/AAAAAAAABAM/oKbHZYMhyvs/s320/heh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426295815269475202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are these 2 in any way similar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeeers,jiayou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2942195309264607763?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2942195309264607763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=2942195309264607763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2942195309264607763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/2942195309264607763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-start-for-semester-2.html' title='A Good Start for Semester 2'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/S04OS_2XaXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/VFcE3dpyT-E/s72-c/100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3946218913481609031</id><published>2010-01-05T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:15:26.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>Was reading jilly's blog, and what she said was true: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are like that. We long for them to be a certain way so much that that’s how we see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They weren’t really lies. What you’re talking about is what’s literally true. What you see with your eyes. Black or white. Real or unreal. But there’s another kind of truth, a kind of truth that’s really about the essence of things and you see it with your heart, which means you see what’s really there and not just what your eyes tell you. Because that’s what lets you see that the world is a good place inspite of all the horrible things that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i've gotten myself into, it had changed the way i view things or situations i'm in. may have been for the better, or even the worse. kind of shook me, when i got a reminder. it's just.. a little different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister started school.&lt;br /&gt;Next semester's starting just next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;here's 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3946218913481609031?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3946218913481609031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3946218913481609031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3946218913481609031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3946218913481609031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4061147626413599814</id><published>2009-12-26T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T17:46:27.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It has been a rocky journey. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who's going to fix the road ahead?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4061147626413599814?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4061147626413599814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=4061147626413599814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4061147626413599814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4061147626413599814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-has-been-rocky-journey.html' title=''/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-736775681167475561</id><published>2009-12-16T10:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:54:08.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bliss?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;never felt so stagnant in my life.&lt;br /&gt;felt as if all that was colourful, became mere grayscale pictures. &lt;br /&gt;it is really tough, but what i need is just you being here. &lt;br /&gt;you once said it could be simple. &lt;br /&gt;and, it could be.&lt;br /&gt;but what's going on? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the pain that's within, i don't know how to describe it. &lt;br /&gt;there's no more tears left to pour out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-736775681167475561?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/736775681167475561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=736775681167475561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/736775681167475561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/736775681167475561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/12/bliss.html' title='bliss?'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-8467201955141628851</id><published>2009-12-04T14:14:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:38:00.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A little gift before the last paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxipnEr7JvI/AAAAAAAAA9k/8E6VFGRYC_0/s1600-h/DSC02569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxipnEr7JvI/AAAAAAAAA9k/8E6VFGRYC_0/s320/DSC02569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411261441023616754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sxip0n71ybI/AAAAAAAAA9s/qHSlnouck_k/s1600-h/DSC02639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sxip0n71ybI/AAAAAAAAA9s/qHSlnouck_k/s320/DSC02639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411261673823914418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei's celeb &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sxipf1CV2NI/AAAAAAAAA9c/N8PdMn7DDd0/s1600-h/DSC02580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sxipf1CV2NI/AAAAAAAAA9c/N8PdMn7DDd0/s320/DSC02580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411261316563589330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxiqLLPMe1I/AAAAAAAAA98/JjLMHe2W6dM/s1600-h/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxiqLLPMe1I/AAAAAAAAA98/JjLMHe2W6dM/s320/DSC02605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411262061257456466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the little ones &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxiqZip48gI/AAAAAAAAA-E/WM365hC3Rbs/s1600-h/DSC02600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxiqZip48gI/AAAAAAAAA-E/WM365hC3Rbs/s320/DSC02600.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411262308061606402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Light the candles &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sxip_K100-I/AAAAAAAAA90/EOu2Q_3AI8Y/s1600-h/DSC02616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sxip_K100-I/AAAAAAAAA90/EOu2Q_3AI8Y/s320/DSC02616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411261854992618466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Make a wish &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxiqfQ-0TpI/AAAAAAAAA-M/AAGHKapjYvE/s1600-h/DSC02601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxiqfQ-0TpI/AAAAAAAAA-M/AAGHKapjYvE/s320/DSC02601.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411262406396759698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Smile! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1 December &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day, which sitting in the hall with hundreds of other students with anxiety, ends. &lt;br /&gt;And it's the actual day of mei's birthday, so happy birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many christmas trees are up, and so.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sxiq6GS02oI/AAAAAAAAA-c/U0K_pblQz3Q/s1600-h/DSC02629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sxiq6GS02oI/AAAAAAAAA-c/U0K_pblQz3Q/s320/DSC02629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411262867384359554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxipZSNlWoI/AAAAAAAAA9U/KHxzDPkmqX8/s1600-h/DSC02628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxipZSNlWoI/AAAAAAAAA9U/KHxzDPkmqX8/s320/DSC02628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411261204136286850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxiqxUl3LGI/AAAAAAAAA-U/fwsL6MhWt0g/s1600-h/DSC02641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxiqxUl3LGI/AAAAAAAAA-U/fwsL6MhWt0g/s320/DSC02641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411262716603477090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"c'mon, open up your mouth. or else i'd stuff in it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxirE67APJI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ry4lN-amYFQ/s1600-h/DSC02638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxirE67APJI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ry4lN-amYFQ/s320/DSC02638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411263053310213266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, and take a look at the sky. &lt;br /&gt;and the gradient of colour. ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxiriNV-EfI/AAAAAAAAA-8/2Q8F4uajuLM/s1600-h/DSC02668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxiriNV-EfI/AAAAAAAAA-8/2Q8F4uajuLM/s320/DSC02668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411263556471362034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following day, breakfast on campus at Palette (: &lt;br /&gt;not bad~ and prices are reasonable, nods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxitISMJScI/AAAAAAAAA_U/_A34UJ4lXgI/s1600-h/DSC02666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxitISMJScI/AAAAAAAAA_U/_A34UJ4lXgI/s320/DSC02666.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411265310118988226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxitCcAv9fI/AAAAAAAAA_M/7QkLgN1LE4c/s1600-h/DSC02664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxitCcAv9fI/AAAAAAAAA_M/7QkLgN1LE4c/s320/DSC02664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411265209676330482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 December- The Day Jill's back! (: &lt;br /&gt;at Popeyes for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;just look at the 2 cheeky ones~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxirOg6nt-I/AAAAAAAAA-s/MCvX_qw-8Fs/s1600-h/DSC02673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxirOg6nt-I/AAAAAAAAA-s/MCvX_qw-8Fs/s320/DSC02673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411263218127976418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and me (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxirWAXV70I/AAAAAAAAA-0/n44PWCXv15g/s1600-h/DSC02676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxirWAXV70I/AAAAAAAAA-0/n44PWCXv15g/s320/DSC02676.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411263346829029186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning, jilly accompanied me to the interview.&lt;br /&gt;and we got drenched in the heavy rain. really heavy one. but it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;hoho. &lt;br /&gt;and till the next time the 4 of us would sit down as one to catch up, it'd be towards the end of dec. Let's all enjoy our trips ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sxir0DXpi9I/AAAAAAAAA_E/z0VXFVcKmlU/s1600-h/DSC02691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sxir0DXpi9I/AAAAAAAAA_E/z0VXFVcKmlU/s320/DSC02691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411263863031696338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-8467201955141628851?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/8467201955141628851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=8467201955141628851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8467201955141628851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8467201955141628851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/12/woohoo.html' title='woohoo'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SxipnEr7JvI/AAAAAAAAA9k/8E6VFGRYC_0/s72-c/DSC02569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3242472508616474670</id><published>2009-12-01T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:31:04.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 300th</title><content type='html'>12.30 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna turn in already. &lt;br /&gt;all anxious and pretty fearful of my paper tomorrow. &lt;em&gt;shivers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just gonna write all that i can with all the contents i have in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;prays* have faith!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3242472508616474670?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3242472508616474670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3242472508616474670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3242472508616474670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3242472508616474670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/12/300th.html' title='the 300th'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-4073363600755759860</id><published>2009-11-30T11:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:16:24.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sheesh</title><content type='html'>pulls hair* one hour after breakfast, and i have still yet to start on my revision. &lt;br /&gt;pffftt. ah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't wait for my last paper to be over, and pray that my 101 paper ain't that screwed up. seriously that 40% is so risky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Domo is sitting on the table, till tomorrow i'd get to peek. &lt;br /&gt;miss you, boy (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jill's back on wed! triple yay~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm just gonna fight for what i want. try stopping me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-4073363600755759860?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4073363600755759860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=4073363600755759860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4073363600755759860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/4073363600755759860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/11/sheesh.html' title='sheesh'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3013030176627194200</id><published>2009-11-25T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:37:56.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessings</title><content type='html'>pray tomorrow's paper would be safe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nose leaking ~&lt;br /&gt;both loves are sick. &lt;br /&gt;love, drink more water, eat that medicine zz bought, sleep well (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3013030176627194200?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3013030176627194200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3013030176627194200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3013030176627194200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3013030176627194200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/11/blessings.html' title='blessings'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-7699206722606304177</id><published>2009-11-24T17:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T17:16:20.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soooon</title><content type='html'>2 more papers to go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, sam's back. and she's gonna be gone again. to LV! have fun ((:&lt;br /&gt;and jilly'd be back like NEXT TUES! awesomeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, literature paper seemed to be the most satisfying paper of all. history and soci- global social prob, well, they both were manageable, didn't turn out as bad as i thought they would (because i didn't cover ALL the readings, nor ALL the lectures). but i still performed some art in the answer booklet. laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday is the crucial paper. if i dont get a C, i'm gonna have to retake it again, and not be able to proceed with other soci modules in the next sem! shrieks. &lt;br /&gt;need to get my head in the books. sinks* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a day without any proper meal nor food. shrugs. and i even bought food from old chang kee with friends, forgetting that im sick. oh crap. &lt;em&gt;prays hard.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love's having her forensic science paper now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwujhMcNMcI/AAAAAAAAA9M/M4BT7MI_o5o/s1600/forensic-blood-drops-and-smears-21104952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwujhMcNMcI/AAAAAAAAA9M/M4BT7MI_o5o/s320/forensic-blood-drops-and-smears-21104952.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407595568258953666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did the victim die(study the pattern of the blood at scene)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;perhaps it'd go sth like that &gt;&lt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not even there at the 50% mark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step by step. gonna clear things one at a time. &lt;br /&gt;till exams done, the rest would flow in. &lt;br /&gt;and then, i'd decide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just need your support. Be there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-7699206722606304177?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/7699206722606304177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=7699206722606304177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7699206722606304177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/7699206722606304177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-more-papers-to-go-ooh-sams-back.html' title='soooon'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwujhMcNMcI/AAAAAAAAA9M/M4BT7MI_o5o/s72-c/forensic-blood-drops-and-smears-21104952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-826356681150755620</id><published>2009-11-23T10:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T10:16:49.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>medication</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;mosquitos are getting on my nerves. so many bites&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many different voices bombarding my head. didn't get good rests these few days, weird disturbing dreams. having a headahce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont even know how my papers would turn out this week. &lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-826356681150755620?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/826356681150755620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=826356681150755620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/826356681150755620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/826356681150755620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/11/medication.html' title='medication'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-8452585916409613856</id><published>2009-11-21T22:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:52:15.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;maybe there's indeed a lack of trust. or maybe faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i should reconsider the option given. wonder if it's still valid.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just feel as if im on a piece of cardboard floating on the vast ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess there's a reason for everything. it's only whether im willing to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;eyes hurt. nose kinda running. &lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-8452585916409613856?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/8452585916409613856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=8452585916409613856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8452585916409613856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8452585916409613856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-406654089582429823</id><published>2009-11-20T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:55:16.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go batheeeeeee</title><content type='html'>all set for shower. but im still sitting before the screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with course mates today (:&lt;br /&gt;well, we had some fun amidst using our brains. &lt;br /&gt;rt was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bladder problem &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss jill. can't wait for her to be back, and be crazy together (: &lt;br /&gt;miss bishan too. esp the walks home together with bishan-mate! &lt;br /&gt;and hazellll~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till exams are over. &lt;br /&gt;first paper wasn't too bad, pray the rest wouldn't be bad either. &lt;br /&gt;though revision's not very efficient, still, pray for the best out of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go on a short trip &lt;em&gt;escape&lt;/em&gt; with meiiiii. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. &lt;br /&gt;101 tmr. and J sent me notes, surprised. well, thanks (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few more, and jill'd be back ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Swa6mlDEuDI/AAAAAAAAA9E/rqlmQsEqxhY/s1600/DSC02535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Swa6mlDEuDI/AAAAAAAAA9E/rqlmQsEqxhY/s200/DSC02535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406213574647658546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-406654089582429823?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/406654089582429823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=406654089582429823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/406654089582429823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/406654089582429823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/11/go-batheeeeeee.html' title='go batheeeeeee'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Swa6mlDEuDI/AAAAAAAAA9E/rqlmQsEqxhY/s72-c/DSC02535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-299144021401579586</id><published>2009-11-18T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:53:55.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwP6dep9OFI/AAAAAAAAA80/02LA9VrJJr4/s1600/Coach_Carter_2005_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwP6dep9OFI/AAAAAAAAA80/02LA9VrJJr4/s320/Coach_Carter_2005_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405439362126919762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.We are all meant to shine as children do. Its not just in some of us; its in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsiously give other people to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. Sir I just wanna say thank you.&lt;br /&gt;You saved my life." &lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;em&gt;Timo Cruz &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amélie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwP7X83I0sI/AAAAAAAAA88/TYOyMb3TzK8/s1600/dUb_poster_Amelie_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwP7X83I0sI/AAAAAAAAA88/TYOyMb3TzK8/s320/dUb_poster_Amelie_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405440366667682498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Optimism does wonders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le Petisime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should learn to cultivate a taste for the small pleasures in life, have a little retreat from the large scale world, and direct focus unto the local, immediate and the familar. &lt;br /&gt;There's actually magic in our reality, just got to pay more attention to it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First paper starts tomorrow &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Nov Introduction to Magical Realism&lt;br /&gt;23 Nov History of Singapore&lt;br /&gt;24 Nov Social Problems in a Global Context&lt;br /&gt;26 Nov Person &amp; Society&lt;br /&gt;1 Dec  Singapore Society in Transition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the first paper starts, the rest would just pass quickly. regardless of how my revision had been, just want this to be over and done with! &gt;&lt; crucial paper is just on the 26th. Prays hard* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for exams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-299144021401579586?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/299144021401579586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=299144021401579586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/299144021401579586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/299144021401579586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/11/lessons.html' title='lessons'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwP6dep9OFI/AAAAAAAAA80/02LA9VrJJr4/s72-c/Coach_Carter_2005_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3482743270961685195</id><published>2009-11-17T20:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:53:40.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>squints*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday 13 Nov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah stayed over at my place, and we mugged (: &lt;br /&gt;pretty productive i'd say. &lt;br /&gt;sitting at Can B, sarah was saying the greens look good to live in. haha. &lt;br /&gt;an island of paradise. (imagine there's water around it, how lovely!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKYkf6rp4I/AAAAAAAAA8c/3d7KNOUfpr4/s1600/DSC02387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKYkf6rp4I/AAAAAAAAA8c/3d7KNOUfpr4/s320/DSC02387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405050255608358786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;randomness over the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;And we have sesame street on board. oh, it's just 2 members. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKXQCzC-DI/AAAAAAAAA8M/nKSD4Hekom8/s1600/DSC02414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKXQCzC-DI/AAAAAAAAA8M/nKSD4Hekom8/s320/DSC02414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405048804682692658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big bird (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKWwzd8BgI/AAAAAAAAA78/NmpNgJ7liN8/s1600/DSC02411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKWwzd8BgI/AAAAAAAAA78/NmpNgJ7liN8/s320/DSC02411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405048267991680514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who? &lt;br /&gt;it has a big oval yellowish nose. haha&lt;br /&gt;e.l.m.o. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be nice to have cookie monster too ('cos it's blueee [: )&lt;br /&gt;ho ho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKaNt4UPNI/AAAAAAAAA8s/SXwkzGqmi-s/s1600/sesame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKaNt4UPNI/AAAAAAAAA8s/SXwkzGqmi-s/s320/sesame.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405052063242796242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to see ahmei on Sun, revision ain't going anywhere so headed out with family. shopping at carrefour and we confirmed a holiday trip to KL in mid dec (: together with ling's family. coooolness~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with sweeets too. and Coach Carter's a good film to watch (: it's absolutely for educational purposes. yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for todayyyyy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday 17 Nov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day started good (:&lt;br /&gt;got up at 745am. &lt;br /&gt;Breakfast at Mac with sophie, then off to study. settled at Can B, got my butt fixed onto the chair from 1030 till 630. &lt;br /&gt;it's like the second attempt for serious mugging. and it did get serious. no distractions, nothing. &lt;br /&gt;and then, phie came to join me, and dinner! &lt;br /&gt;we both tried the hotpot(: and it rained. how decent~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKW-22-RwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/aWDTXum9ics/s1600/DSC02500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKW-22-RwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/aWDTXum9ics/s320/DSC02500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405048509420160770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spread &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKXdqlQyzI/AAAAAAAAA8U/r6__l0msAv8/s1600/DSC02496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKXdqlQyzI/AAAAAAAAA8U/r6__l0msAv8/s320/DSC02496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405049038700596018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the pot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKUI2KIHyI/AAAAAAAAA70/0Gb-C0U_Yvc/s1600/DSC02498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKUI2KIHyI/AAAAAAAAA70/0Gb-C0U_Yvc/s320/DSC02498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405045382495870754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh,fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, phie and I are so gonna start our day early tmr too.&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast at NUS- reknown prata at schl of engineering. we'll see if it's so tmr! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revision has to get somewhere&lt;br /&gt;*puts on glasses and starts mugging*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKYvrjFpyI/AAAAAAAAA8k/c9r58bpCSE0/s1600/DSC02405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKYvrjFpyI/AAAAAAAAA8k/c9r58bpCSE0/s200/DSC02405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405050447709185826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3482743270961685195?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3482743270961685195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3482743270961685195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3482743270961685195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3482743270961685195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/11/squints.html' title='squints*'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SwKYkf6rp4I/AAAAAAAAA8c/3d7KNOUfpr4/s72-c/DSC02387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3750429751647852240</id><published>2009-11-02T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:02:06.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Su7ymfC8bxI/AAAAAAAAA7s/OMWmkEOErcc/s1600-h/With_Love_by_Alephunky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Su7ymfC8bxI/AAAAAAAAA7s/OMWmkEOErcc/s320/With_Love_by_Alephunky.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519746246602514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you want the rainbow, you have to put up with the rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nods to that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bliss overwhelms me. smiles. &lt;br /&gt;Everything is going to be better [: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an hour has passed, it's 11pm now. &lt;br /&gt;finally gonna start proofreading my work. mouth twitches*&lt;br /&gt;eyes closing. a nap would help?! ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room's pretty much in a mess, and i'm well stocked up with food. haha. &lt;br /&gt;boy's treats and snacks from taiwan, zz's noodles, mom's fruits and lapis cake. &lt;br /&gt;books piled up next to me. &lt;em&gt;gonna dump all into book drop by this week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 3 more lessons till i can book my TP test! better do good for my assessment, otherwise i'd have to repeat them &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chopchop, do work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3750429751647852240?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3750429751647852240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3750429751647852240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3750429751647852240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3750429751647852240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/11/with-love.html' title='with love'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Su7ymfC8bxI/AAAAAAAAA7s/OMWmkEOErcc/s72-c/With_Love_by_Alephunky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3298800931983593359</id><published>2009-10-30T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:47:58.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shag</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"The world needs a little love, a little caring, a little consideration, a little graciousness, a little smile and also less complicated minds."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This would certainly make the world into a better place. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3298800931983593359?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3298800931983593359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3298800931983593359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3298800931983593359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/3298800931983593359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/10/shag.html' title='shag'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3980363484905500929</id><published>2009-10-23T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T03:45:55.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>putting on gf's pullover gift makes me happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;around and everywhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/?action=view&amp;current=boredddd-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/boredddd-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored. serious bored. though it was like 1am+ already.&lt;br /&gt;still working on my essay. &lt;br /&gt;just simply dragging time, seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now it's 3.32am.&lt;br /&gt;I know. It's so early. &lt;br /&gt;Doing the references now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02222-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/DSC02222-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm &lt;em&gt;flat tired&lt;/em&gt;, smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3980363484905500929?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3980363484905500929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=3980363484905500929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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difficult.</title><content type='html'>ugh. there's something wrong with my windows.&lt;br /&gt;i can't open links like to post pictures, to my schl's library side links. &lt;br /&gt;tsktsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a new friend today (: soci + elective classmate!&lt;br /&gt;ho ho. talked like for near 4 hours, since lecture started, till we parted ways.&lt;br /&gt;ain't it cool ^~^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, pop by laselle. shujian didn't recognize me at first, well, thank you. &lt;br /&gt;his friend janet was so adorable (: ho ho, sweet girl. &lt;br /&gt;and i'm so not fit in the campus, still think this female student thought i was a student there. thanks for seeing the potential in me ^~^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for toby's company (: better take care of your back.&lt;br /&gt;then had sushi, was like flat hungry. &lt;br /&gt;and then mocha frappe ~ ~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"cool + to go = delight"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So applicable to me. hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont hate me, SJ&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's 11.11pm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally washed up, and sitting before the com.&lt;br /&gt;gotta start cracking on 1.2K to 1.5K words of essay. &lt;br /&gt;hah. &lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN DO IT! &lt;br /&gt;thank goodness im high enough, not to feel sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna see sweeets tmr too. and mugging with guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep my eyes open* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fighting ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2107714126466725538?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2107714126466725538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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the talk. &lt;br /&gt;have a good week k! and maybe i shall get my haircut on sun too. ho ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, dinner with drina. glad i was able to be there, otherwise she'd have been trapped somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;all the best for the test today, love! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully history essay wouldn't turn out crap, when i get the grades back.&lt;br /&gt;Friday's essay, i've yet to really embark on it. though my materials and the outline are out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed my weekend to the fullest. yay (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the new week! &lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2770704378010400311?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/2770704378010400311/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-9158794804169576218</id><published>2009-10-16T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:21:50.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muscle aches</title><content type='html'>had quite a week, kept myself very much occupied. &lt;br /&gt;did a run around the campus too. &lt;br /&gt;muscle cramp and aching &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tennis as well. &lt;br /&gt;reminds me of boy. &lt;em&gt;where're you.. appreciate your skills very much aye. miss you lots&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and everything about tennis days. the so called one-to-one training. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper with toby, and talks. spurred my thoughts and once again reminded me. &lt;br /&gt;and that, im really very blessed for the wonderful people around me. &lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i tend to overlook all these, until i see the other 'ugly' side of the world, which does not quite exist in mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had driving today. it was fun (: &lt;br /&gt;haha. coolness~ after some warm up, everything was pretty smooth. &lt;br /&gt;and it's good to be back home!&lt;br /&gt;hoho. the fridge is like some magic box, to me, now. &lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;when i opened the fridge, i realized how deprived i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;milk, yoghurt, spreads for bread, fresh food.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maid was like, look how happy she is. oh gosh &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the library's wiped out. &lt;br /&gt;tsktsk. the books i want are kinda off the shelves. &lt;br /&gt;this is what happens when you start later than the rest. &lt;br /&gt;ah~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta be up early tmr. &lt;br /&gt;cheers~ &lt;br /&gt;take care, especially those abroad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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aches'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-1993421598278585543</id><published>2009-10-13T08:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:01:24.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand New Day</title><content type='html'>It's 4 minutes to 9am.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeearly morning~&lt;br /&gt;got up at 7.30, real shag after sleeping at 3. &lt;em&gt;bad move&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed drina's place and took up joanne's bed &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;thanks jo,hope your study session was good!&lt;br /&gt;drina's busy packed day today, and if i didnt have 830 class tmr morning, i may just once again drop by her home. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweeets, i was thinking of meeting up with you on mon, the day you start schoool? &lt;br /&gt;[: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missed a call, received a text.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, was having lecture! tkcre and have fun there yaaaa, misses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History essay ain't exactly getting anywhere. and i'm increasingly being anal about citations. bleahhh. &lt;br /&gt;thanks jilly for all the 'names' help. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;can't wait for jilly to be back, and for dec to come! &lt;br /&gt;hoo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-1993421598278585543?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/1993421598278585543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-1144966485792430907</id><published>2009-10-09T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:21:45.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>went back with drina ytr. met zm too. &lt;br /&gt;he's seriously a joker. can't stop laughing. &lt;br /&gt;and then the 3 of us were like talking about the double negatives&lt;br /&gt;heh. took me a looong time to digest it.&lt;br /&gt;drina's family as usual, warm and welcoming (:&lt;br /&gt;haha, thanks mel for the pillow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;Morning filled with hiccups before we finally reached school safely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's fun today. RT is super funny. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;it's the first day she buys from the schl's old chang kee. &lt;br /&gt;oh oh, mark your calendar! &lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101 was like choo cho train today. &lt;br /&gt;missed stuff here and there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends here. not good. got to do work. and i mean miles of them.&lt;br /&gt;yikes. week had been slack for me. so many things going on, and pulling myself together. &lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and school's Tribune had included this University Virginity diagram and related issues! laugh, i got &lt;em&gt;informed&lt;/em&gt; about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy weekends people [:&lt;br /&gt;and boy, take care over there! &lt;em&gt;don't try anything funny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-1144966485792430907?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-1803635209300651206</id><published>2009-10-08T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:30:34.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIDEO CALL</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday ANDRINALIM (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Ss4EqgWU5JI/AAAAAAAAA7k/X6pjKIvMW_k/s1600-h/with+jill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Ss4EqgWU5JI/AAAAAAAAA7k/X6pjKIvMW_k/s320/with+jill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390250932293657746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at drina's (:&lt;br /&gt;heh, video call with jilly! yeaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"one blink"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope it'd be fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-1803635209300651206?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/1803635209300651206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=1803635209300651206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1803635209300651206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/1803635209300651206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-call.html' title='VIDEO 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href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/th_DSC02027.jpg" border="0" alt="chloe" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/th_DSC02024.jpg" border="0" alt="Me and DAD" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02088.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/th_DSC02088.jpg" border="0" alt="DONE with work" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02087.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/th_DSC02087.jpg" border="0" alt="ooh" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/th_DSC02094.jpg" border="0" alt="sunrise" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/th_DSC02092.jpg" border="0" alt="morning sky" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/th_DSC02091.jpg" border="0" alt="see THAT antane?" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02095.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/th_DSC02095.jpg" border="0" alt="yay" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02080.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/th_DSC02080.jpg" border="0" alt="xavier" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02079.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z277/constiie/all%20the%20fun/th_DSC02079.jpg" border="0" alt="SWEEEETS!" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this entire week, spent it a lot with sweeets, heh(: &lt;br /&gt;glad i could, cos schl's gonna start full swing till dec &gt;&lt; dont know when will i get to see her again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essays are like here and there, bit by bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed over at sweeets, met dave, lunch with sweeets,and crashed jojo's hall.&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with zz too, before he flew off. &lt;br /&gt;well,zz just departed this morning to taiwan, and boy, next thurs. &lt;br /&gt;3 weeeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and love, i left you a 'love note' on your desk. go hunt for it (:&lt;br /&gt;jill, miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-1930111460839243809?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/1930111460839243809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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&gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes are closing. oh dear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tkcre people, weather's changing for the worse. &lt;br /&gt;water~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-301715698559398880?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/301715698559398880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=301715698559398880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/301715698559398880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/301715698559398880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/09/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-3542119449140958725</id><published>2009-09-14T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:29:48.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poke poke</title><content type='html'>relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sq0dY92530I/AAAAAAAAA7c/lGyRokIrldI/s1600-h/DSC02019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/Sq0dY92530I/AAAAAAAAA7c/lGyRokIrldI/s320/DSC02019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380989444536524610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just look at that height difference &gt;&lt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugged. dinner. movie. &lt;br /&gt;along with family. very interactive, laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had quite a week for me. &lt;br /&gt;thankful for today's relaxing evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another week ahead. &lt;br /&gt;c'mon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-3542119449140958725?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3542119449140958725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-2743880254484443254</id><published>2009-09-11T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T01:14:16.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not so early after all</title><content type='html'>1.10am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes are heavy.&lt;br /&gt;energy's draining. &lt;br /&gt;mind's spinning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only till i get on bed, &lt;br /&gt;i would really feel the weary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's really a need to revise day's teachings. &lt;br /&gt;I've got to cultivate that,plus daily absorption of news.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appreciate that you called&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightttttt~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-2743880254484443254?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166216180051838561.post-8550790358627721051</id><published>2009-09-08T00:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:31:02.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;" I didn't bring my room key." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to start my week. &lt;br /&gt;Had to coordinate with phie. well,1st day passed without trouble. &lt;br /&gt;yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to phiephie's efforts for dinner!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Self-cook-porridge-down-at-hall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scallop. Dried oysters. Century egg. Salted egg. &lt;br /&gt;nooo seasoning at all. and the porridge turned out awesome (: yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SqUw99fEyFI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YXuNWLmVE6s/s1600-h/DSC01991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SqUw99fEyFI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YXuNWLmVE6s/s320/DSC01991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378759170998978642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drafted out like other self-prepared dinner like mixed rice (just throw all ingredents in), noodles like beehoon. ho ho~ the pantry better be in operation asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hall people came visiting us today. received several tissue packs, hoho. &lt;br /&gt;and it was &lt;em&gt;awwwwwkward&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;elections on the following mon. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SqUziffaXQI/AAAAAAAAA7M/-XnZZVp6DuU/s1600-h/DSC01994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SqUziffaXQI/AAAAAAAAA7M/-XnZZVp6DuU/s320/DSC01994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378761997625744642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;reminds me of the conversation I had with dave. ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before me eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SqU0Q_VJn_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/rtzb5MWczEU/s1600-h/DSC01993+haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SqU0Q_VJn_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/rtzb5MWczEU/s400/DSC01993+haha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378762796446621682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GO GO~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166216180051838561-8550790358627721051?l=constiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/feeds/8550790358627721051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166216180051838561&amp;postID=8550790358627721051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8550790358627721051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166216180051838561/posts/default/8550790358627721051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constiie.blogspot.com/2009/09/heh.html' title='heh'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16801473125834594643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/TBeavHAO9vI/AAAAAAAABEY/DSSmUfIAnGg/S220/DSC02145.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-tf9k-Q9Mfs/SqUw99fEyFI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YXuNWLmVE6s/s72-c/DSC01991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
