<?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-38253022</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:59:05.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-4804804798796724186</id><published>2007-07-10T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T04:52:12.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long long time since I've updated. But throughout these days i know i've been happier than before.&lt;br /&gt;Hope things would stay the same way or even BETTER. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently i don't have anything to blog about, but i would really like to see fireworks this year. Hah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-4804804798796724186?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4804804798796724186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=4804804798796724186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/4804804798796724186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/4804804798796724186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-long-time-since-ive-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-816235915346993149</id><published>2007-06-15T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T08:56:59.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No one can actually tell that i'm hurting inside badly. Everyone puts on a facade to hide away their real emotions. Even though emotions are clearly written on my face, but there is actually more to it that me myself also didn't realise it. It bloody hurts. Shan't whine about it. Had been whining about this for don't know how long. Maybe I'm not up for changes just quite yet. I just wish everything will fall into place nicely. SUCKS man! Holidays aren't actually doing much of a help, it worsens it. Sometimes i wish i could just get it over with but.. BUT  part of me just doesn't want to. Fickleness can actually KILL.   I guess someone is also at the same plight as me. Wish him luck too. LOST in so many directions that I'm just staying put waiting for someone to lend me his hand. Where art thou my knight shining armor?! Tsk. It's getting pretty pathetic. SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-816235915346993149?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/816235915346993149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=816235915346993149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/816235915346993149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/816235915346993149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-one-can-actually-tell-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-2937617760918374525</id><published>2007-06-09T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T02:27:38.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tests, Projects, Assignments. What a great life I'm having. Seems like whatever i do these days revolves around THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, these past few days i have been searching for new music to actually keep me off from thinking STUFF. Have quite succeeded in that. Oh ya. Quite a few eyecandies in my school. But i bet i'm not gonna see them again. Sighs. There's this shoulder length hair guy who looks super cute and clean cut! Wonder what music he listens to. Hmm. Have been fantasizing quite alot these days. Not as in FANTASIZING. If you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish i was born elsewhere. Like in Finland or even other european countries like Norway or Russia or whatever. The girls there are like SO pretty. Nice features and most importantly their HAIR. Oh my god. If only i can have hair like theirs, i dont mind being ME now. To me, their countries are like some fantasy world. Imagine the winters, the moon even the paths of the mountains. Seems so magical. Singapore, ..... buildings and buildings and pollutions and HOT weather. Hot weekends really get on my nerves. Im really not getting into Singapore. I wanna have a european tour. To look at the hot guys and ladies. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should start rearing a pet to keep me company. I love the feeling of looking at a cute lil thing and talking to it without it replying. Stuff toys are USELESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights of thinking came to a conclusion of me being as indecisive as ever. Congrats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-2937617760918374525?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2937617760918374525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=2937617760918374525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/2937617760918374525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/2937617760918374525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/06/tests-projects-assignments.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-4307703496676804771</id><published>2007-05-29T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T04:16:50.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It isn't getting any better.  (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-4307703496676804771?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4307703496676804771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=4307703496676804771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/4307703496676804771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/4307703496676804771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-isnt-getting-any-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-8829502370652290225</id><published>2007-05-27T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T00:54:14.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday i just got a shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Today i just settled what should have been done ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that it is for the good.&lt;br /&gt;I just love my music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-8829502370652290225?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8829502370652290225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=8829502370652290225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/8829502370652290225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/8829502370652290225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/05/yesterday-i-just-got-shock-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-7889670731687962358</id><published>2007-05-25T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T07:46:04.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chalet was fun. Regretted not going on the first day. Missed out quite alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we went cycling which i have not done in ages. Missed it. I totally crashed when i got home. So nice to be sleeping in a familiar atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been thinking too much lately. Too much that i don't know what is it for.&lt;br /&gt;Memories? I think/doubt so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the sudden urge to just plunge myself into studying mood.    &lt;br /&gt;.......... I'm turning weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like muting myself for God knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just tired while writing this post. Who knows? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-7889670731687962358?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/7889670731687962358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=7889670731687962358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/7889670731687962358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/7889670731687962358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/05/chalet-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-2790342196180498165</id><published>2007-05-20T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T19:09:51.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's concert was a blast. Got to see Sam!! He's so adorable. Their skills were phenomenal but the sad thing was the speakers were too loud and i was too front and therefore i can't really listen it well. There were few mosh pits? Headbangings, chantings, injuries, an experience indeed. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-2790342196180498165?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2790342196180498165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=2790342196180498165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/2790342196180498165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/2790342196180498165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/05/yesterdays-concert-was-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-1301797156176952798</id><published>2007-05-19T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T08:42:03.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it when negative thoughts just pop into my mind out of a sudden. It never stops.&lt;br /&gt;WHY is it that i always feel i have an incomplete task on my hand which i really can't figure out what. And, WHY do i LOVE deceiving myself so much that it became reality to me. Until now I am not healed and I'm feeling restless and listless all these while. Perhaps I need a LONG break. A break away from everyone and everywhere. Sometimes i really hate reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;And it's always a question of WHY. .................... Can life be any easier?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-1301797156176952798?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1301797156176952798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=1301797156176952798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/1301797156176952798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/1301797156176952798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-hate-it-when-negative-thoughts-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-1226872235047018775</id><published>2007-05-18T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T05:49:17.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today last day of school! Next week is the E-learning and i have chalet! I think I've mentioned that in the previous post. Whatever. Tomorrow is my school's speech day and it's at 8am. DAMN early la. Want to sleep late also cannot. Sian. But I'm super excited! Seems like so many ex students are going back. Eg. My brother. Haha. Today i saw the newpaper and there's this advertisement, guess what? CHRISTINA AGUILERA IS COMING SG! LIKE WTF. Wah lao, want to go but no money. I really want to go to her concert. Cheapest ticket is like 98 bucks!! I bet her concert would be SUPER glamorous with alot of costume changes. I LIKE! And her voice, it's really worth the money la! But got no partner to go with me. Sighs. Hehe. Anyway, I'm having quite some fun in school, especially with my clique. We can laugh at the most stupidest things. Can laugh until stomach sore and no breath! It's been a super long time since I've laughed. It felt so good. (: And i don't want my trademark to be black. zzz. Gotta shop shop shop! But $$$$. SOMEONE SHOW ME THE MONEY!!! Feel like getting a part time job. Arghh! I want to lose weight!!!! Easier said than done. Tsk. Bought new slippers. Black. *rolls eyes* Cannot help it la. Other colours all so-so. And then i need a new sling bag. =X WOO. money money! I need a cash machine! How i wish i got a rich bf that can PAMPER me with all these stuff. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-1226872235047018775?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1226872235047018775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=1226872235047018775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/1226872235047018775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/1226872235047018775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-last-day-of-school-next-week-is-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-4993634233316814519</id><published>2007-05-15T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T05:08:05.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is hectic? Haha. I don't really think so. I have slacked as much as i eat. TSk. Gaining ALOT of weight but gained NO knowledge.        .............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to MOVE ON, if you know what i mean. After making this decision had made me feel so much better even though i still hang on to it sometimes. I feel I'm getting myself back. Smiles, madness, laughters. Genuinely. I revolved my spirit and exhaled! Grass is always greener on the other side. (: Love the Moo moos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made new friends, hung out with the old. Days keep getting better and better. Just that time is insufficient. I mean SLEEP. I just wish i could sleep like a day, dreaming about wonderful stuff and all and wake up feeling FRESH. It's been a long time since I've done that. I bet everyone feels the same. Nine o'clock TV on weekdays is the bomb! It's so wonderfully written. Praises to the scriptwriter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Next week is E-learning week and my class is having chalet and Pasir Ris. 3 days 2 nights from 21st May. Kinda excited about it. Wonder how is it like to "live" with my classmates. Hope it won't be nightmarish. Still can't click with some of them but hoping to get to know them much more better. Sunday 20th May, Dragonforce day! Yay. First metal gig ya'll! Although i don't really like the band, because their songs are so repititive, I feel I want to at least experience one metal gig before I die. I kept this from my parents. HAHA. That's the M spirit! ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all my friends are doing well, miss going out with them. PHLS, let's have a chalet!&lt;br /&gt;I will try to update as much as I can because I realised we don't have much time to hang out SO this blog will be a form of communication for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I think you all already pronounced my blog as DEAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-4993634233316814519?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4993634233316814519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=4993634233316814519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/4993634233316814519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/4993634233316814519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/05/school-is-hectic-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-8667113940721222858</id><published>2007-05-05T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T04:57:20.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My life is in an utter mess!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;well, not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;SIGHS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-8667113940721222858?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8667113940721222858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=8667113940721222858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/8667113940721222858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/8667113940721222858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-life-is-in-utter-mess-well-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-2608980319390536599</id><published>2007-04-26T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T06:56:50.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;A small embrace is all i need. Sighs. I feel so freaking empty and just can't seem to get myself back together. A PIECE OF ME IS MISSING!! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;typical. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#003300;"&gt;Why oh why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My fall will be for you, my love will be in you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Oh my gosh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when will the day come? :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-2608980319390536599?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2608980319390536599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=2608980319390536599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/2608980319390536599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/2608980319390536599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/04/small-embrace-is-all-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-2577486225702824014</id><published>2007-04-21T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:17:30.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi, after a month, i've decided to update my pathetic blog. (: Although it's only been a month, SO many things had happened. Be it good or bad. Well, let me start with the good things. My poly term has started and i think i'm quite loving it, except for the MRT rides which makes me kinda sick of travelling. NOW, i treasure walking alot. Heh. My class consists of so many friendly people. Cliques have started to form even though we still meet up as a class to our lectures. So far in SP, haha, there are NO eyecandies around and that lowers my anticipation to school. One thing i'm grateful of this school is that i can exercise everyday! Because of the climbing of stairs and that my school is far away from DOVER station which can be a disadvantage when you are bringing your laptop. Ok, the modules i'm taking totally sucks la. Chemistry, Physics, Maths, Amaths. WAH LAO. All FORGOTTEN alr! But am trying my best to study them well. Don't want to fail them and i want to get into EITHER Food Technology or Industrial Chem which needs a GPA of at least 3. And i want to be GOING to the University in the future. I might still change my mind. (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the bad stuff, well, i have to be very patient for him. This situation is sucking my life away and giving me a dilemma. Whether is it a sign of stopping or another obstacle to overcome. I'm making a decision which i might regret or be grateful for. I guess i will learn things through the hard way. Might never know what the outcomes are like if you take shortcuts. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's hard being myself with this problem attached to me but i'm trying. I guess i will let nature takes its own course. What's meant to be will eventually turn out right. No point hanging on to it if fate doesn't agree. Although some people believe you create your own fate. Whatever. (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;is it really worth it? i don't know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congrats to my dear Ping. Be Happy! Treasure it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-2577486225702824014?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2577486225702824014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=2577486225702824014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/2577486225702824014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/2577486225702824014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/04/finally_21.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-117215160772362692</id><published>2007-02-22T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T05:40:07.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm bored and lazy to update. Therefore i shall share some things with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Get to know yourself better&lt;/h3&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The Real You&lt;/h3&gt;       &lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are a very serious person. You tend to be quiet and well behaved, and you don't have a great deal of self-confidence. You prefer to be alone rather than with friends and that could make you a little less interesting to certain types of guys. You are very attractive in an individual kind of way, and this means it can take people a little while to get to like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You really care about other people's feelings and are quite serious about the issues that affect your life. You are sincere, and your concern for the well-being of others makes many people want to be your friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are a bright, cheerful and bubbly person. You are thoughtful and considerate, and like to have fun. Everybody feels comfortable around you because of your pleasant nature. When you walk into a room, people's eyes are likely to be drawn to you because of your charm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Guys see you as being a thinker and a careful person. They will be really attracted to this quality in you, but you need to learn to speak your mind, otherwise people will find you too shy and quiet. Learn to relax and lighten up--it's okay to have fun sometimes. When you learn to develop your fun-loving side, guys are going to flock to your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;h3&gt;What's your personality love style?&lt;/h3&gt;                           &lt;div id="Panel_b"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt; You desire a love that will last forever. You are quite serious about finding this type of love,  and that's why you think carefully about the men that you meet before deciding whether you could  really love them. You don't just develop a crush on someone overnight: you look at a person's  personality and other aspects of their life before deciding to form an attachment. If a guy doesn't  meet your expectations, you would rather be alone. Your love has to be perfect. Be careful though,  you could be missing out on some worthy relationships because your standards are so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;What type of personality do you have?&lt;/h3&gt;      &lt;div id="Panel_b"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Kind and Gentle&lt;/h3&gt; Your kindness is your charm - you are also gentle and sweet.  Everybody likes to be around people with your personality.   Like a psychologist, people like to talk to you to discuss their problems because you are proper and discrete, as well as  confident.  You look mature and people respect you.  People with this kind of character are few and far between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA. bored? wanna try? go to this web&lt;/span&gt; : http://www.quizbox.com/personality/?pg=3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-117215160772362692?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/117215160772362692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=117215160772362692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/117215160772362692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/117215160772362692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-bored-and-lazy-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-117094779240197255</id><published>2007-02-08T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T07:16:32.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9/2/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RESULTS OUT TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE TAKING IT AND TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-117094779240197255?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/117094779240197255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=117094779240197255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/117094779240197255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/117094779240197255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/02/9207.html' title='9/2/07'/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-117033635494482289</id><published>2007-02-01T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T05:25:54.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;want updates? ima give it to ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;LOST MY PHONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;BLOODY SHIT!!!!!!! JSFHWIOPHFPWOFJD@#(RF#WIOFHPWIFN:SKFVN:KFSM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-117033635494482289?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/117033635494482289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=117033635494482289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/117033635494482289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/117033635494482289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/02/update.html' title='update.'/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-116809871895125336</id><published>2007-01-06T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T07:51:59.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's been quite some time since I've updated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY I FOUND MY COB DVD! WOO! Gonna claim it soon after i got my $$$. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I also found a new job, a push-cart job, selling watches. So excited abt it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today has got to be the MOST FICKLE day of this mth? At first trying to decide what to eat, and later deciding where to go and also deciding which job to choose. Sighs. Let me elaborate on the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday met shufen at CWP, and we talked about her job. Her workplace NEEDS people. So me and ly went for the interview. CAVANA. Ya. You are thinking, "eh, i thought rw don't want to work in FnB again?" The reason i went for the interview is bcos, it's near my house la. Save transport cost blablabla. Back to my point. The cavana manager called. Ok, so i told him i will consider. And then hours of considering and asking for advises, i've made up my damn mind. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;(finally)&lt;/span&gt; I've decided to stick with selling watches. Yada yada yada. I'm Too lazy to write in full details. Just too much running through my weak mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok. Ree is like the SHY-est girl you will ever MEET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-116809871895125336?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/116809871895125336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=116809871895125336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116809871895125336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116809871895125336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2007/01/hmm.html' title='Hmm.'/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-116758274357415884</id><published>2006-12-31T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T08:47:33.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A GREAT YEAR AHEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO SAD FACES AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Well, sorry i've not been updating. Internet's down and alot of things have been going on. Like i celebrated my 17th birthday&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(finally!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, quiting cafe cartel, my brother's 19th birthday and my mum's return from Thailand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ok, today me and Ree again, went out. We went to get rid our "emo" fringe and went to fareast plaza and get her retard bag. Ok, as usual, on 31st Dec, which is the eve of new yr, town was full of&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Dashies&lt;/span&gt;! I bet there are still many of them walking along the streets of orchard RIGHT NOW. GROSS! Now, if you guys are wondering what &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dashies&lt;/span&gt; are, it's a term that me and Ree came up with to call our dearest foreign workers. If you know what i mean. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 is over. Here comes the new year, with a brand new attitude and a whole new look for me! Be prepared!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-116758274357415884?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/116758274357415884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=116758274357415884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116758274357415884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116758274357415884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2006/12/2007.html' title='2007!'/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-116704429321702784</id><published>2006-12-25T01:44:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T09:27:44.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas Eve with my flowers. Well, only 4 of them. I can say we had a great time. We went to MOF&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(ministry of food)&lt;/span&gt;for our lunch-dinner.  The dessert.. AMAZING. Especially the watermelon flavoured ice cream. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Mmmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt; We had 3 ice-cream desserts, very satisfying! But only Shan is still HUNGRY. She cleaned up all the leftovers. (: After that, we went for a walk. At first, we were thinking about going to the Esplanade, but it's drizzling so we decided to stay in and window shop for a while. We went to Mango and Biang saw an off-shoulder top. It's below 20 bucks, and she said she was going to buy it no matter what. Haha. But in the end, she decided she wanted to save up before getting it. Well, typical of her. (: And then we took some pictures and when it's getting too bored in there, we decided to walk to the Esplanade despite the drizzle. We went up to the rooftop and took pictures again. It was actually my first time to the roof. There were lights everywhere, and it's the only scenery of Singapore that i feel that's nice. So.. imagine. Few hours before 12am, we decided to get down at orchard/somerset to play some pool before we countdown to Christmas. It was damn crowded la!! We practically had to hold hands to prevent losing each other. It was like a protest march or something. I DON'T enjoy it. I was seconds away from PUSHING everyone. Argh! But since it's christmas eve, i decided to be a good person. (: Reaching Cineleisure, aiish, expected. We had to queue for a pool table, so we decided to go Cafe Cartel for supper. Haha.   Met Joan there, and started gossiping about the people in SP. Minutes before 12, we went upstairs and started mass sending people messages. 3,2,1 MERRY CHRISTMAS! Everyone started spraying their Aerosal sprays. IRRITATING!! We decided to quickly get off that location to Dhoby Ghaut MRT. On the way, we saw a foreign bangladesh worker being targeted at. The guy keep spraying his face non-stop la! HAHA! Damn funny the scene. You can see many of the workers are being sprayed at by our dear people. (: Then at the traffic light, Biang noticed a China worker holding a spray targeting at us for a long time, every time she looked at him he pretended nothing happen. When it turned green light, he started spraying at all of us! Like WHAT THE! He never stop ok, we have to run away from him. From that, we became sensitive about the bottle-shaking sound. Haha. On the way to Dhoby Ghaut, the opposite side of the road was so chaotic! Long lines of banglas walking, spray cans in their hands and spraying at innocent people. Feel like smashing their faces. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;( no racism here. =/ ) &lt;/span&gt;Walking, walking, got a group of malay dudes trying to sell us empty sprays for 2 dollars. Haha. Our route is so peaceful, until.. there was a kid who started spraying at people and then US. Poor ah biang again was being targeted at. She was drove to a dead end and sprayed at by that annoying little kid. Aww.. After that we head to the MRT and go home. In the train, got another China guy, i think he's drunk, he PUKED on the floor! WAH LAO! PINKISH VOMIT! So disgusting, and he just ran off. Such a.. And then we arrived at one station where people were so KAN CHIONG for seats. Got one bangla just ran to the seat without noticing the puke. AND he slipped on it. Damn gross man! HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was 1.30am and we had a game of poker/mahjong at Shan's house.  We  slept  at  5plus.  8am i got up and went home. Sorry guys. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so gonna quit cartel! Stop probing me about that. I don't want to change my mind again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just realised, i can't live without my family and friends. Well, i realised long time ago. So.. EVS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;OH YA! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-116704429321702784?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/116704429321702784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=116704429321702784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116704429321702784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116704429321702784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas_116704429321702784.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-116689754338738852</id><published>2006-12-23T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T10:12:23.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yakking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today is just another waiting-for-results holiday. Actually, I ALMOST forgot that I'm still waiting for my O's results. Argh! One extra year of STRUGGLING, totally worth it! (:  I guess everyday is just too boring that i lost my senses. I even went to PRANK my dear Ping. HAHA! It's very amusing to see their reactions. Her friends are so protective of her, which i think it's a good thing. Will mine too? Maybe. But I know that my other 6 duo hua (flowers) will look out for me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt; (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another day of myspacing, having nonsensical chats with Ree and uh, reading Xiaxue's blog. I find her blog quite entertaining. She has a mind of her own which I think I might not have as my friends would know i have a very fickle mind. Therefore i have total respect for her, it sounds so cliche but she got the guts to actually stand up for what she thinks it's right without taking anyone's criticism in mind. Thumbs up! I wish i can be as strong as her. Strong as in having a firm mind and great confidence. I have to work ALOT harder to achieve that actually. But, EVS&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(a slang for saying "whatever" in australian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Just be yourself people! Don't be afraid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm in a Christmas mood right now. It's actually my favourite time of the year because I can actually feel the heartwarmth. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not because the next day is my birthday ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Very excited about celebrating it with my flowers although 2 of them are not going to be present. Partly because of their own friends or boyfriends (: well, i don't blame them. I'm happy for them. Been friends for like 6 years? We're like a small family. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shall not yak anymore, will update more about the countdown of christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-116689754338738852?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/116689754338738852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=116689754338738852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116689754338738852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116689754338738852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2006/12/yakking.html' title='Yakking.'/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-116670498358316331</id><published>2006-12-21T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T03:26:59.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Present Shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Today went out with Ree. Once again we did some stupid stuff. Eg. Ree chanting "How old are you?" in a high pitched voice, which could be heard far away. (: And me looking for pathetic looking people to stalk. I miss the DEATH guy and the one in blue shirt. Sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bought the christmas present. It's really RANDOM! HAHA! Hope they will like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Maybe BIANG will get pissed off! MUAHAHA! And i helped my dad to buy something for his colleague which he described as "Big, Tall and Indian". She gave him a cheap notebook, so he asked me to look for something below 10 bucks. Went to an accessories shop and bought a red hair band for her. Err, Ree said it looks sweet so i bought it. Then went home showed my dad, and he says she had short hair. What the. But whatever la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;I miss my mum. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-116670498358316331?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/116670498358316331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=116670498358316331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116670498358316331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116670498358316331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2006/12/present-shopping.html' title='Present Shopping.'/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38253022.post-116661762600713933</id><published>2006-12-20T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T05:18:40.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi this is my new blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish today's weather is the same as everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should i get for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;RANDOM STUFF! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38253022-116661762600713933?l=kaarsia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/feeds/116661762600713933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38253022&amp;postID=116661762600713933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116661762600713933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38253022/posts/default/116661762600713933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaarsia.blogspot.com/2006/12/new.html' title='NEW'/><author><name>Prune</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00971781061854336917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
