<?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-16543858</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:21:55.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Living ln My nAme___________+]] ``+``</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>353</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-6941902693070419953</id><published>2008-11-26T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:24:29.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changing account</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;hey guys, i've decided to change my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;check out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;http://life-is-precious-rosemary.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;[=&lt;br /&gt;see ya there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-6941902693070419953?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/6941902693070419953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=6941902693070419953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6941902693070419953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6941902693070419953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/11/changing-account.html' title='changing account'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-8929397051298579747</id><published>2008-11-25T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:11:43.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thursday + New House</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;it was really nice to meet Jo, Tahnee and Val again, after a year has passed. sadly, last thursday was the first time that we organized an outing of 4. why do Jo has to live so far away? ): we don't get to see her as much because her place is an hour away by train. she now has new friends and new home. but no matter where she is, we'll still be close at heart. as for the rest three of us, we still do often see each other. it is easy cause we live so close to one another. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ate sichuan at chinatown. i requested spicy food! so Val led us through a small dark gloomy alley. instantly my appetite disappeared. my mind was focused on the irony of putting a resto in that area. why would they place the resto so deep into such an alley. surely many potential heavy eaters passing by haven't realised that there's even anything good in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the food was all covered with dried red chilli. i really mean ALL. when they served us the spicy fish, Jo got all excited at how much chilli there were altogether. it's like they're serving us chilli, rather than fish. haha. all 4 of us were full by sharing two dishes of food. and yet, there's this couple sitting beside us who ordered four dishes! are they like food critics or haven't eaten for 3 days? lols. in the end, they had to take the leftover in plastic containers. i would say the food is great! worth the price. resto name is daichin sichuan, if i remembered correctly. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;after that, Jo had to go to meet someone else. she's like so busy meeting up with old friends. since she's in the city, might as well right. make use of all that $6.30 train ticket. haha. the three of us walked around the city and camwhored! so fun! even though i still have got a major exam on monday that i haven't started studying yet, i felt really stress-free that time. i just want time to stop. man, i just love their company. Tahnee why do you have to leave so soon to China? why? oh and we took photo stickers too! *lovelovelove* it really feels like holiday has begun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;after the happy moment with my friends, i went for an inspection with brother Eric at College House. our agent Harley was already there waiting. oops. Val came along too. she said she wanted to see how small CH is. haha. there you go. the agent showed us two apartment rooms and let us decide which one we like more. i prefer the third floor one for its cleanliness, but i like the sixth floor one for its considerable "nice" view. in the end, we chose the third floor one because it's newer and more comfortable. there's black mold in the sixth floor room! super gross!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last friday, Eric and i went to Unilodge Global Village on Lonsdale Street, near the Parliament House. we brought the documentation required for the CH application to be processed. i didn't like the attitude of the lady who was helping us. she's so rude. i think service is to attend to the need and interest of the customer. but no, she has to sigh and complain about how bad her day was and ignore our needs. urgh. she's a horrible horrible admin. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at indian resto for lunch. it's Eric's favourite! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd after our last paper (yay!), Zel and i went to eat at Pancake Parlour. i finally get the chance to try it! haha. it's really really nice! like what my friends told me in the past (as shocking as it may seem, but that's my first time eating there after spending a year plus in Melbourne! haha. i can't believe it myself.). we tried their Fresh Strawberries and Crepe Escape. at Borders, we browsed through magazines. one of the pages in the magazine shocked me. it depicts a nude picture of a woman, and pointing to her body parts the different kinds of diseases that can occur in all females. brrr scary. and the more i read about it, the more i think i may have the symptoms of those diseases. have you ever felt like this before? ): then we picked a book and read at the sofas at Gloria Jeans Cafe (their cappuccino's disgusting.). met up with Wala for dinner at Korean resto at Elizabeth street. the hot pot was really really mouth watering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i collected the key to our new home from Harley (Eric has got school). yes! how exciting. i signed the condition report and then inspected the place for any damage already done to the place. then met Eric for dinner at Rice Bar. before we went back home, i brought Eric to our new home. then we shifted the furnitures and customized it as ours. (: exciting exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't go out much today. woke up at noon. the joy of being free of late night junkies and energy drinks, huge stacks of lecture notes and LMS (school's internet-based learning website) indulges me completely. AWESOME AWESOME feeling! i did some laundry and intended to pack up some of my stuff for the move. but of course, i dragged the time and til now, nothing like that happened yet. not even the beginning stage of any packing. haha. i shall do it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;oh and i watched 'How to lose friends and alienate people' on www.surfthechannel.com. at the end, i was given life's most important advice by Einstein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/2959.html"&gt;Try not to become a man of success but rather to become a man of value&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;confirmed plans for tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;1. ko robert is coming over in the morn to give me the apple struddel he brought back from perth. (: (really nice and thoughtful of him!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2. lunch with FuiHan, Zoey, Azmina and her visiting friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;3. move a luggage of clothes to College House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie. it's 1:44am now. am sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;p.s. can't wait to see what tomorrow will bring! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-8929397051298579747?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/8929397051298579747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=8929397051298579747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/8929397051298579747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/8929397051298579747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thursday-new-house.html' title='Happy Thursday + New House'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4289832178201299427</id><published>2008-11-19T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:44:23.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>physics hearing + zel's surprise bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;woke up at 0930 this morning to find that eric was in the shower. so went down to cook in the kitchen. SOTO AYAM. hehe. then, ran back up to quickly shower (but not the hair as there wasn't any time for that left). turned out my hair needed washing but there's no time for that. i quickly gobbled down my indomie XP and went out to catch the tram. it was already 1015. 15 minutes more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;thankfully, the tram arrived at 1017. didn't validate. oops. but i am fortunate that there weren't any tram conductors on duty early in the morning. reached melb uni tram stop at 1025. 5 more minutes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i quickly walked towards physics podium ground floor. i didn't know where i was supposed to be heading. but i continued to walk regardless the possible consequences. i looked left and right for a sign of the possible meeting area. there were 20 doors around me. how was i supposed to know which one i should be going. that's when i felt so scared. for blaming myself not to make sure of the venue. i told myself if i screwed this, i could just wave bye2 to my physics assignment. i was feeling a little desperate when something caught my eye. the reception desk! but if course! they could tell me where to go! so i asked and the lady behind the counter told me that she'd been expecting me and asked me to take a sit. after 3 minutes of fidgetting about on the sofa, prof michelle livett finally appeared and led me into a small, bright room with a large round table in the middle and lots of chairs around it. it's so different than what i'd expected. i thought it would be like a court room! haha. i guess i had been watching too much drama. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the meeting went on pretty smoothly. prof michelle did most of the talking. my lecturer and another girl sat pretty quietly and obediently beside her. i had to retell the story to them and then after about 10 minutes of talking, it's over! phew! it felt so good to come out from that room with an ease of mind. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;went to the bank next to make a deposit of that cheque from City West Water. also created a Debit Master Card account as suggested by this new Indo teller who assisted me with the cheque. i hope i did the right thing. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;after that, i went back home to shower (my hair). then went online and asked everyone who wanted to chip in to buy zel's present. it was a real disappointment to know many friends were busy with stuff. in the end, only Elaine and JieMin agreed to come along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i met them on tram 8 at 1520. i showed them the card that i was giving zel. elaine said she'd do it later cause the tram was moving. in no time, we reached melb ctrl. i suggested we buy zel a bikini. haha. so we all went to BNT. found so many creative things to buy, but not really practical. almost bought that pink monkey sleeping pants (which i think zel will love very much). but decided to look around first. next, we went to Borders. there were so many things there. finally picked a pinkish book. the price is reasonable. the book is interesting. it looks nice. so we decided to buy that instead. we wrote on the card on one of the seats around the cd area. i wrote first, then jiemin, lastly elaine. jiemin kept on saying that she has nothing to say. lols. how can you not have anything to say when someone's having a birthday. as for me, i always have got things to say. haha! next stop is sportsgirl. got tempted to buy stuffs for ourselves while looking around for something nice. then found the eyeshadow that suits zel the most, well not in the whole wide world, just sportsgirl. haha. was happy with what we had. lastly, we went to Michael's bakery to get her muffins as the birthday cake. we also got her a singing candle. (= three for us (with flowers on top) and one for anzela (with butterfly on top). yay! we were pleased with our buys at the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;when we arrived at arrow, i couldn't contact or buzz zel. (damn the faulty buzzer!) the three of us had to ask people which floor they're staying on. how embarrassing! none was going up to the sixth floor. then suddenly it occurred to me that aun (the student service guy) was on duty. so i asked whether he is from the sixth floor. turned out he was. that's how we got our help from. hehe. knocked on zel's door real hard, before she opened. and surprise surprise! (= unfortunately, we didn't know we had to turn the candle in order for it to sing. oh well. what's done is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;zel was surprised, i think. or had she been expecting sth all along? haha. then we ate our cupcakes after tt. yummy. it really was delicious!!! took photos as well! yeepee! then stayed at her place and talked. we talked from that biomed girl to india to china to ??? so random. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;good news was that harley from unilodge called while i was in Borders to tell me that my application has been approved. he also suggested an apartment on the 6th floor. Hallelujah! God is good. He not only open doors for me, but gave me many opened doors! =D i am so thankful to Him that has provided me with anything i want. Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;time to sleep now. yawn~ night everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4289832178201299427?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4289832178201299427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4289832178201299427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4289832178201299427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4289832178201299427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/11/physics-hearing-zels-surprise-bday.html' title='physics hearing + zel&apos;s surprise bday'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-5871415361603051691</id><published>2008-11-18T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:42:42.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ci intan's and zel's bdays (message)!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 29th BIRTHDAY CI INTAN!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;went to eat at ying thai with 20 other guests invited. we "ate til we drop"! paid $20 each. ko henry's hsemate helped him make the cake. cheesecake. it tasted really good. as nice as the bakery's. the food was really good too. i ordered ice milk tea too. but it didn't come even after we're done. when i asked for it, they told me that someone around the table must have drunk it. )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;ilona stayed over at val's and sal's place yesterday. and the night before. i feel so jealous everyone had their exams already. urghhhh. jealous. jealous. jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;going to meet the physics department tomorrow for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;plagiarised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; assignment. 10:30am. damn scared now. i don't know what to say. what should i say? God please help! i need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;then i have to go to the bank because the term deposit has matured and rollover by itself with a rate of 2.90%! what a rip-off! cheapskate cheapskate! )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;APP&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; B&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;RT&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;DA&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; to my beloved &amp;amp; awesome friend, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ANZELA ANZELA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see she claimed that she doesn't have any surname see. but actually she has. just that she refused to let people know. lol. thanks my dear friend for always being there for me. no matter what the circumstances may be i will still love you lots! thank you for your company and funny stories. they're really funny! (= i think you have a gift for making people laugh! hope you will stay happy always. and to always remember to keep in touch. don't be too tired to call or sms us. even if i sound irritated or sth, please know that i love you still! i think it's God's plan that we can become close friends and i hope that this friendship will endure til kita udah nenek2. hehe. entar kalau you have boyfriend, remember to call me! i will always be interested to know who that unlucky guy is. =P bring joy around wherever you go~ and seriously zel, you are a very smart girl! if you believe you can, you can! no need to fret cause God is on our side! He is faithful to us all. never lose hope in Him. (= dun stress too much entar ubannya keluar semua then we won't recognise you already. haha. jkd. well, much love from me and the rest who loves you! muach muach muach! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-5871415361603051691?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/5871415361603051691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=5871415361603051691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5871415361603051691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5871415361603051691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/11/ci-intans-and-zels-bdays-message.html' title='ci intan&apos;s and zel&apos;s bdays (message)!!!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4897036206177230826</id><published>2008-11-17T11:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:18:56.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a fun Sunday with oikos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;woohooo! yesterday was awesome! it's a Sunday like never before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i came to church 20 minutes late. was watching P.S. i love you on the net last night until i fell asleep halfway the movie. btw i haven't started my EDDA prep yet. =.='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a malaysian pastor came to preach. at first, we were all excited for her. then, in the middle, val and i got very sleepy. like what she said didn't make sense. but later towards the end, she got me excited again because it's healing time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;we shifted the seats towards the corners and got the middle area open for people who needs prayer. of course i was one of them. cause we were hungry for the Lord! almost all went to the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;we were told to speak in tongues. more more more and more. i only spoke for barely 30 seconds and started to weep. i wept and wept. i didn't understand why. but i just wept. the Holy Spirit made me wept that day. but i don't blame it cause i am sure there's a reason as to why my spirit inside is weeping. so it's good opportunity for me that Sunday. then after she went around to touch us (for prayer of course), she asked people who need special healings to come forward. then i came forward, knowing one thing on my mind. i got a problem. i need help. so i walked up front and suddenly she said. 'lay your hands on the part that you need healing for.' then i realized that she meant physical healing, not emotional healing. i wanna retreat back but later decided to just stay and asked her to pray for my FEAR all this while. i think i am the first to specify a need regarding the emotions. then slowly after me people started coming up front to have emotional healing as well. a girl actually tapped me on my shoulder and asked whether she could have that too. i told her of course she can. but she didn't later because the lady asked about a person needing healing for a backache. well, crying definitely helps. i felt better that day, even til today. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;after church at 2, all of us went to eat at Gara Rica. this indo restaurant at dorcas st. the food was really yummy. felt like i was back home at indo. (but the waiting time was terrible) many people came with us. there's anthony, ko any, ko robert, wil tegal, ko wil jauw, olive, tiff, sal, val, roselyn, steven, ilona, ko arwin, jinsern and lots more! i felt really blessed that day to be able to join them for lunch that day. i had loads of fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;then, we went to ko andy's place for our church meeting. ko mario led the discussion for our picnic party. i chose the name for the picnic. it's called 'Summer Delight'! itsn't it cool? and we intended to wear the same color clothes on that day! we decided on looooaaaads of food and drinks like Sushi, sandwiches, pasta, biscuits and TEA2? it's this tea that ilona made for us during oikos. it tasted really fantastic. too good to be a tea! &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;after the meeting at 7, i followed Sally to her place to get her tennis racket. waited for her outside in the living room where Ruby and another Jap girl were studying in "darkness". there's barely any light! i volunteered to switch on the light for her and she said she preferred the dark environment. lol! so weird. anyway, then we chatted about her past birthday event and halloween. she got rejected by the guard at the bar! poorthing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;anyways then, we went back to Verve. as we walked back, Sally and i catch up on the happenings in our lives. i told her the time when i got caught by the police officer in singapore for bringing pirated dvds to singapore. and she made me re-tell the whole story to byron and jinsern when we met them later. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;went down to the tennis court and steven and his friend were there. steven is sally's twin brother btw. tufan is his friend and he is Turkish, but studied in Indo for long time. so he could speak better indo than me! how embarrassing! the wind was really cold so ko wil jauw told me to get into the gym for some warmth. i carried some weights for some exercise. really realised i have not been going gym for 3 days already. )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i chatted with ko robert while watching them play. i think he is really nice. nice friend that you can curhat to. i didn't play tennis cause i was wearing flats and my tennis skills were nothing compared to the pros they were that day. ended up taking pictures with ko andy, ko robert and ko wil jauw. ko andy also piggy-backed sally. haha. we dared him carry her around the court but in the end had to stop because ko wil jauw "korek2" him at his backside. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;we went up at 9.30pm plus plus. when we got back to the apartment, i helped ilona to shape the meat into round balls to be fried. val was frying and wil tegal was panfrying the veges. i cooked the rice early at around 8pm! but it was not enough as there were so many people. but it's the not enough food that makes eating so seru!!! hahaha. everyone had to compete for food. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sally took photos for us too. i played daidi and bridge with byron, jinsern and ko wil jauw. byron and i kept winning! hahahaha. we had good cards always. (= then i played some guitar too. but forgotten the lyrics for bubbly song. )= while we played, sally, steven and tufan fell asleep on the floor and sofa. so sweet. like little babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;at half past 11, we went to meet the extravaganza peeps downstairs of Arrow Hotel. janice bought a cake for filia. yep. it's filia jani's birthday!!! 20th! but many people think that she is only 16 because of her height and petite body-frame. lols. good to be young~ we took pictures with the extravaganza peeps later, with the help of a man at the reception. i think he is annoyed by us all when we were making so much noise but had to help because it's his job. saw the general store uncle at the reception too! what a surprise!!! (= he was collecting mail as well. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i went back home at half past midnight ytd. i was out the whole day! was tired but more of happiness and gratefulness before i slept. all this wouldn't be possible without the Lord God Almighty that provides, shelters and loves me. Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4897036206177230826?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4897036206177230826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4897036206177230826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4897036206177230826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4897036206177230826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-sunday-with-oikos.html' title='a fun Sunday with oikos!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-5692783749147379464</id><published>2008-11-15T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T17:33:39.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oikos + overnight stay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Tuhan...ya ampun...kenapa exam papers on friday susah bgt???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;woke up at half past seven. called anzela and she's already up since six. prayed that He will guide me that day and took my shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;many thoughts ran past my head. but i decided to keep calm and just leave my future onto His hands. straightened my hair as every morning and met zel downstairs. the weather was freezing cold with light rain coming in. i was planning to read my notes but the rainwater was trickling down, and smudged the ink. i decided that was not a good idea cause by forcing myself to continue reading it will just make me more nervous about the exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;both our faces were in total&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;: surrender deh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; =.='''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i had to admit the first paper was, like my ex-hsemate would say, horrible vegetable terrigible. it was bad to the power of bad. i had no idea what i am writing about. i had no idea what i should be thinking at that time. bener2 felt the consequences of not revising earlier while i was reading the questions. bakal fail!!! but, i also don't want to fail it! i refuse to study physics together with the first years next year! so malu2in!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;sat beside the two most kiasu friends i had in uni. i shall not name them. anyway, after the exam ended, they were discussing their answers to the questions!!! oh my goodness! it's like three hours of physics not enough pain for them. i guess they will get HD for it. as for me, if i can get H2 i will be truly overjoyed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;after the paper, i had to go to the nearest restroom and anzela suggested at the Melbourne Museum. we walked and ended up studying for finance 1. that day was the first time reading it since 2 days before. i actually didn't memorised anything basically. since we didn't have time to read all the 10 lecture notes, i just read through the exam practice answers. ate a banana for lunch that i brought from home. how sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;xin yue prayed for us before we entered the exam hall. she's amazing. so devoted to Him. i believed because of her prayer, i managed to do all the questions!!! hallelujah! i attempted all but i wasn't sure of one or two of the sub-questions. but hopefully i can get 80% and above for finance1. i have confidence for it. anzel said she coudn't do most of the questions. she said she preferred physics to finance. i'm like 'no comment'. haha. xin yue herself told me that she couldn't do most of the calculations. oh gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;so i was really happy at the end. i ate at one of the pasta house in Lygon with zel. we were so hungry that we ordered each one pasta and one small pizza for us to share. unfortunately, not even the pasta we could finish up. and we had to take everything away in boxes. the two caucassian elderly sitting beside was really friendly. i overheard her saying sth about anzela's pasta but couldn't actually made sense of what it was. so i looked at her and she said, 'A nice hello for you!' I was so shocked and surprised and happy at the same time. mixed feelings. then, a conversation suddenly sparked up about how the two of us couldn't finish our pasta and had to take it home to save money. the lady told us that we should learn our lesson by not ordering so much next time. she was really like a grandma. well, she looked like one. haha. anyways, i think the lady in front of her was an older grandma, too old to be excited in her speech (know what i'm saying?). they looked so calm and were enjoying themselves on Lygon street. i love how these caucassians, no matter how old they are, still were able to get themselves out of the house to have a good time. feels really young beside them and encourages me to be doing much more than what i have been doing right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;at night, oikos was F.U.N!!! i have never had so much laughters and photos taken by nysia, our lovely photographer. it feels really, really great! we stayed at Il's house until 11 plus. and then the guys and girls parted our ways. cause it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;sleepover night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; for us girls!!! =D *woots* we walked from City Point to Telstra Dome. saw lotsa (really mean it like 10,000) caucassians passing by the bridge. it was so unusual to see this going on on a Friday night like that. some of them were even carrying cushions as they walked. we soon found out from an asian man walking past that they watched Andre Rieu's concert before. it was really fantastic, he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;tiff's place was HUGE to the power of infinity! two storeys, three bedrooms, three toilets and a large living area and kitchen! oh man!!! i instantly felt like home when i stepped into the house. hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;stayed up til 4am that night playing monopoly and watching nanny diaries and korean drama doremifasolasido. that is my second time by the way. zel told me to watch it before already. aww~ the cute guy is still cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;the rest of the girls feel asleep almost instantly while valerie, ilona, melissa, roselyn and i continued to watch and played monopoly (only rose, mel and me). i was declared the winner because this mel actually owed me $2000 and i was holding $5000 cash! (= yay! i love monopoly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;in the morning, tiff made for us pancakes and all of us sat around the table to eat it, with maple syrup, meses seres and nutella. it felt like in the hotel right then. hahaha. with the morning view of the river and skywheel across the distance, on the 26th floor of the apartment, the view was spectacular! i can so just spend the day outside at the balcony!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;at 11, we left the house and sally asked us to join her watch the guys play soccer in uni melbourne. the sunshine was piercing so i had to squint my eye to see where the ball was rolling at. bought drinks from union hse and followed val to archi bldg to see her archi stuff. at about 3, we left to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;immediately, i took a long, nice, hot bath. my hair looked so oily throughout the whole day because i didn't shower that morning or the night before after oikos. so disgusting right? but now no more, of course. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i can't wait for my last paper to end! i can't wait for my true freedom to come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;peace out and have a blessed evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-5692783749147379464?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/5692783749147379464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=5692783749147379464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5692783749147379464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5692783749147379464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/11/oikos-overnight-stay.html' title='oikos + overnight stay!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1133810102632620985</id><published>2008-11-13T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:35:13.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pusing. stress. deg2an...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;sweating for no reason. abnormal heartbeat. sudden headache. backache. hungry all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;these are the symptoms of preparing last minute for 2 papers tml- finance and physics! YIKES! nasty side effects. i think i may not be sleeping tonight. seriously. poor me. feel like going back singapore as soon as possible!!! mummyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i called her ytd. found out that erica my cutest sister in the whole wide world is transferring out of her schl next year. anderson primary school called my mum to say that they have got space for Erica. so good. God is so good. now Erica can walk to school with kakak and me, lyn, eric and naldo can all visit her during recess in the future! so exciting! then she don't have to be so lonely anymore. she also told me that her good friend is leaving for Myanmar for good. poor thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;erica can walk to school so it's a good thing. she can reduce her weight by walking every morning. but lyn has to do this: ask erica to buy for her chicken rice from canteen. so bad. hopefully erica won't be tempted when she's buying the food. stay strong ika!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;oh and eric and i found a new apartment already. college hse. it's a student accom. we'll move on 7th december. and have to leave this apartment by the 13th dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;dunno what i am going to do now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;should i do physics first or finance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;tute or lect notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;which one???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;oh God pls help me decide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;RMIT and Monash are enjoying themselves right now. it's only the Melb uni ppl who are suffering right now. what an extra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i really dun wanna fail any subjects cause according to my friend, that means summer course! NO WAY! I MUST PASS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;people, pls pray for me. cause if you do, you will surely be blessed even more. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;cheers and good day to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1133810102632620985?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1133810102632620985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1133810102632620985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1133810102632620985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1133810102632620985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/11/pusing-stress-deg2an.html' title='pusing. stress. deg2an...'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1857296746604044481</id><published>2008-11-11T18:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:43:09.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection everyday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;had my first paper today. GENES and ENVIRONMENT. was pretty confident in the morning that i can achieve an HD for it. guess i was too ambitious. the paper was c.r.a.p. i couldn't figure out about 20% of the MCQs and essay questions. bye bye to HD~ however, i am still hanging on to that thin, dangling thread that it is POSSIBLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;went with metta to 'esteler' to buy our lunch. metta ordered her usual picel. hehe. she told me she will always get their picel whenever she went to buy something to eat there. she let me try that 'Pilcapo' drink- strawberry &amp;amp; milk soda! it was awesome!!! i've never tried that before. ever. i ordered es alpukat and nasi goreng seafood. i was craving for it while i was doing the paper!!! bio just had to stress me up and make me hungry. then i went back home. i looked at the food and thought, 'ok. i am just going to eat half of it and keep the rest for tonight.' to my amazement, i finished the whole thing, right to the very last grain, plus the jus alpukat! i felt like i am back home at padang! great feeling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;today i had planned to start my finance revision right after lunch. but something just had to occupy my time. i turned on the computer. went online. browsed the internet. landed on fb. cleared mailbox. my tenant told me i had to move before 13th dec. went mysoju.com to watch some k-drama. ended up watching 2 movies. in no time, it was 7 alr. get eric to go to the gym with me. ran for 10 minutes. cycled for 10 minutes. carry weights. sit-ups. there was no one, except us. empty. quiet. gloomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;came back to our apartment. had to relieve myself in the toilet as i had a stomachache while running. (oops shouldn't have write that down but anyways.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;so time passed in a whizzzz...and now it's 9.30pm. woowww! what have i just done???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;well i am gonna blog everyday from now onwards. even little things in my life i will blog too cause i think this is good. even if there is nothing important or any lesson learnt, really, i will take 15 minutes of my everyday for self-reflection. this is important. everyone should do it. it is a healthy everyday habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1857296746604044481?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1857296746604044481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1857296746604044481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1857296746604044481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1857296746604044481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/11/reflection-everyday.html' title='reflection everyday!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-3498532589808423592</id><published>2008-10-27T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:57:30.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's unconditional love~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Do you love me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"I don't know..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"That's fine. Cause God still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-3498532589808423592?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/3498532589808423592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=3498532589808423592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3498532589808423592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3498532589808423592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/10/gods-unconditional-love.html' title='God&apos;s unconditional love~'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-5458857235798929654</id><published>2008-09-29T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:02:08.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st FUN week of mid-semester holiday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the joy of holidays is hereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. it has been going on for the past one week actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;everyone else is busy with the holidays. some take this time to revise on the subjects that they're left behind. some spent it just by lazily sleeping at home. some explore suburbs. some went to places of attraction with friends and family. some even went back home to their country. me? i basically go with the flow. i didn't even plan on doing anything at first. a friend of mine Anzela even dragged me along to form a 'library club' together with her starting the first day of holiday. however, as predicted, the plan failed. i guess we were being too ambitious then. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so actually our term holiday started last last friday night? i went to cell that night and ilona was leading worship. after Anthony shared the message for the week, we split into groups and i was with Nysia, Ilona, Roselyn and Arwin. many of us didn't plan to go at first, but we realized that if we didn't go, we'd feel tired for the entire week. like there's no refreshments or time for reflection for that week. so oh boy! were we glad to have come that night! also, we ate Hainan Chicken together at Ilona's place. yummmmm~ which after, we celebrated Jin Sern's bday and then executed the mini solo 'amazing race' for Tito's bday. it was so fun that night following him guess the clue for the next station. haha. and i am sure he's so glad to see Sheilla at the end of that 'race'. (= wee! such lovely couple  they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;on that saturday, we went Cauldfield to support our church guys in their soccer friendly match. we girls actually wanted to play bball. unfortunately, noone booked the court and so, we ended up watching the guys play. we also managed to play a game of soccer ourselves when one of the courts were left empty. soccer is really hard for me. i wasn't able to stop the ball quick enough anf kick it to my ggroup members. we were kicking the ball all over the place. chaos i tell you. so many of the girls' shoes were flying high up in the air as they kicked the ball. HAHAHA. after the game, we ate at Dessert House and then watched Wall-E together. it was a fun day indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;that sunday, i brought my brother and my china friend Tahnee to Assembly of God in Richmond. we were late for an hour and sat at the 'Parents with trams' section. so basically it's all parents with their babies and toddlers sitting around us. [whatt?!?!?] i know i know. we are so out of place. tahnee had to use the toilet at Flinders Station and Eric and I bought ChocoChurros. no surprise we were so late. oh well. after that, we were starving and Tahnee suggested that we eat Vegetarian food at Boxhill. it turned out to be much better than i thought it's going to be. i almost converted into a vegetarian that day. but Tahnee said that it's better to stay as what i am. then i am able to enjoy everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be cont'd)&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/16543858-5458857235798929654?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/5458857235798929654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=5458857235798929654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5458857235798929654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5458857235798929654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/09/1st-fun-week-of-mid-semester-holiday.html' title='1st FUN week of mid-semester holiday!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-2447802440510463212</id><published>2008-06-27T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:00:02.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more of holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;20.6.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hmm. what did i do on friday??? oh. maybe i went Cotton On &amp;amp; Body with my housemate? yeah. most probably. shopped for a white pyjamas t-shirt that says 'I LOVE SLEEP'. bought a bright pink sweater &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that i still don't know when i will wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; and a long sweatpants &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meant for gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;. at night, i went for cell group. that day was special. firstly, i was late. because i had not been attending cell group for two weeks. so i stopped at the wrong tram stop and had to circle around the city. if someone was watching me then, i am sure i would have looked stupid. in the end, i was 30 minutes late after remembering where the right stop was. i took the tram thrice before finally reaching Flinders House. when i entered ci elena's house, the room was in total darkness except for some candle littings. ko rio was praying. so that means i missed praise and worship. sigh. but at least i made it to the right place. (= after cell, we had dinner together and home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;21.6.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hmm...what did i do? saturday saturday. doesn't ring a bell at all. argh! did i stay home and rot? most probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;22.6.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;church! it was my turn to usher. with stanley, sally, valerie and roselyn. as usual, with Sally around, it was noisy. but she did try to make an effort to lower down her volume. hahaha! she's so funny. always talking so much. like a rifle. anyway, after church, some of the girls, ronny and jonnie, and i went to eat at '?'. a korean restaurant as far as i remember. gracia, cherry, valerie and i shared our food. it was nice catching up with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-2447802440510463212?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/2447802440510463212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=2447802440510463212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2447802440510463212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2447802440510463212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-of-holidays.html' title='more of holidays'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-7114285459397961218</id><published>2008-06-23T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T19:06:27.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hol-i-days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;18.6.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;cleaned my hse. finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;the house became so different afterwards. it's like there's more space than before. i felt so proud to see the living room floor so clean and dry. so free from worksheets and such. it's more like a home now. not like a library or rubbish dump anymore. the fruitflies had all gone. not that the fruitflies were always there. anyway, after so, fui han helped me to vacuum my room upstairs while i clear the worksheets and bits of waste paper on the carpet. within an hour or so, my room seemed so much more like a room and not an office. i am starting to love my room in a way that i never have before. hmm. so tidying the room every now and then is a good thing... why didn't we do this earlier??? sigh~ if so, then my cell group don't have to see my untidy place on my birthday. i also dumped all the white clothes that i could find lying around my room into the washing machine. that day was indeed a small experience in becoming a housewife. SO TIRING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;19.6.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i went out with anzela and walla for lunch at Ajisen-Ramen. azmina was supposed to join us but in the end, she did not turn up. that was the first time i had lunch with walla even though we know each other from trinity. ckckck. so many more friends that i've never hung out with. after that wonderful lunch together, we were all full and decided to go to DFO together. so fun laaaa~ i bought so much stuff i am afraid the eftpos card would caught fire. HAHAHA. that's a joke of course if you didn't notice. we stayed there until 5 plus. shierlla from poj also came to join us. she appeared in her school uniform. all so purple. i think anzela and walla were so shocked to see her. didn't expect that she would come in her uniform. hahaha. terus before we went back home, we passed by Safeway to get chips for our movie night and bread top for breakfast meal. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;(to be cont'd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-7114285459397961218?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/7114285459397961218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=7114285459397961218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7114285459397961218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7114285459397961218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/06/hol-i-days.html' title='the hol-i-days'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-3907718784230082301</id><published>2008-06-21T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T18:17:30.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the start of holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;it is the start of holidays!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;today is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;4th day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the feel of being free is just indescribable and not explanatory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i am able to sleep late into the nights &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(up to twelve hours)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;clean my house &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(finally getting into organized mood)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;washed all my clothes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i am left with no more clean clothes to wear)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;iron them &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(used to wear crumpled clothes)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;go shopping &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(retail therapy)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;explore the suburbs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(been wanting to do this ages ago)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;watch lots of movies online &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(thanks to recommendation from Anzela)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;go online and chat whenever i feel like it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(but my family is not always online)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;party and play all i want, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i was one of those who finished early. many of my friends will have their last exam on monday, if not friday. my housemate will be having her last exam on friday. so basically, she still have to study late into the night while i throw all my textbooks and worksheets already. haha! see the contrast? but unfortunately, my housemate is not that kind of people. even though she still has got exams, she places priority on baking and stuff, watching her idols' drama and variety shows, cooking, etc. well, she does every other stuff except study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;so what have i done so far???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;on tuesday after my chemistry paper, i went home and took a very short nap. it was supposed to be longer than that. when i got home, my housemate asked me to accompany her to the market to buy some food. our house had been going empty for quite some time already. perhaps of exam stress. so we took about an hour in the market. got 2 pieces of sashimi, vegetables and fruits. we usually have sashimi in the afternoon when we are lazy to cook. i tell you... it's so easy to make. just steamed rice, buy seaweed and cut the sashimi into thin slices. and presto! you made yourself a meal! like the indo saying, 'Murah Tapi Meriah'. went back home. she told me to cook the rice. finished cooking the rice. went upstairs to go online. in the end, Sally chatted with me about our plan to buy for our dear friend Valerie a watch and stuffs for her surprise party. in the end, we chatted for like 15 minutes. in the end, it was already 2.30pm and i was supposed meet Sally at 4pm. haven't bathed too. argh that means i will only have an hour to rest? why are things not the way i want it to be??? so i woke up at 3.30pm and showered. rushed to eat the sashimi with rice and seaweed and met Sally downstairs of Arrow. we took a tram to Reject Shop and shopped for candles, balloons, pump, happy birthday banner... then we walked over to Myers and David Jones to search for the perfect watch for Valerie. guess how much it cost? AUD$189! Valerie is one of those lucky girls is all that i can say... then we bought a cake for her at Bread Top and a gigantic card at Newsagent. the card is super cute i think. i hope she likes it too. after that, Sally and i went to Grattan House where Sal and Val live at. just according to the plan, Valerie was at the library with Fiona til late at night. so we made use of the time to pump the balloon and put the cake into the fridge. then Sal and i left to go eat dinner with our church friends at Nelayan. we were going to watch Sex and the City but unfortunately there was no more seats available. so we had to watch The Incredible Hulk instead at 9.40pm. while we waited, we talked and i learnt so much stuffs about tampons. all thanks to Sally. the movie was great! definitely not as bad as what i expected. it was so much fun! (= especially watching it with Jey, Shierlla, Airlyn, Pamela, Sharon, Sally and Stefanie. thanks for that night girls! so after which, half of us went back home while others came to Grattan House. this time, Sally and i had to do everything super quietly since Valerie was at home already. haha! it was so cute. everyone was tiptoeing about. throwing the balloons from Sal's room to the living room. we took out the cake from the fridge and placed 20 candles on the cake. soon, many others from church came. altogether there must have been 15 or more of us from church and trinity college last year. unfortunately, tahnee wasn't there to join us. anyway, denny, irwan, ko rio, ko andy, marvin, ko bq, zi ying came. when the clock struck midnight, all of us quietly came into the house, and gathered in the middle room area. the light was switched off and we knocked on valerie's door. when she opened it, she was smiling already. i guess she was already expecting us to come. haha. but tough luck val. a few of her housemates and i dragged valerie across to the living room area. we forced her onto the chair and we tied her to it with a skipping rope. meanwhile, her housemates applied face paint on her face and a wig for her hair. she looked so horribleee. hahaha! but it was super uber fun!!! (= that celebration was the beginning of my holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i shall continue more tml...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-3907718784230082301?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/3907718784230082301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=3907718784230082301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3907718784230082301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3907718784230082301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/06/start-of-holiday.html' title='the start of holiday'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1307466810506224366</id><published>2008-06-19T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T15:17:07.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday is finally here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;finally... EXAM'S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;stress free for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the morning-til-midnight visits to the library have passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hahahahahahaha. i can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;gh&lt;/span&gt; o&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;t l&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; again!!! (without stressing for exams)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i would like to thank Him for bringing me through the ups and downs of these past few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i had some friends who had been, just, so full of worries and hopelessness. it was at this time that He gave me strength to remain positive throughout the entire time. He put so much hope in me that i was able to share them with friends who were sitting for the exams too. and i believed that my friends had all more faith in their exams all because of His word and promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;shall continue blogging tomorrow...gtg ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1307466810506224366?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1307466810506224366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1307466810506224366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1307466810506224366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1307466810506224366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/06/holiday-is-finally-here.html' title='Holiday is finally here!!!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-657666649322942117</id><published>2008-06-13T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T00:20:33.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Period</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;OH GOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the last time i blogged was on 26th April?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;this blog was indeed rotting... but here i am now saving it from neglect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hohoho. hmm what did i do today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but of course! i had my calculus exam earlier this morning. actually yesterday morning (now that it's past midnight).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;overall, i feel that the paper was straight-forward, but thanks to my last-minute revision, i left many questions unanswered/blank. sigh~ so much for my semester 1 results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;few days ago, i also had my Accounting and Biology papers. Acctg's horrible! i didn't manage to do it smoothly, just like Calculus actually. However, Bio is pretty much straight forward. either i did read about it and able to answer or didn't read at all and wasn't able to get the answer right. anyway, overall the exam's been full of regrets. wishful thinking that the school will give me another week more to study for the exams keep appearing inside my thoughts... but i know it will never happen. no such luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;oh and for the past one week, i had been going to Ballieu (UoM Art's Library) to study from 9am-12am midnight. i am living a geeky and total nerdy lifestyle now. seriously. i am 'retarded' in my socialising skills...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;blablabla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;it just gets worse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;anyway, it as Eric's B'day yesterday!!! CONGRATS!!! HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY BROTHER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i called him and they said that they were going to eat in this apparently new and nice restaurant. huh. i have been missing out non-stop on my family events. it's like when i am having holiday, they're schooling, or the other way round. haix. sometimes holiday takes forever...but school starts again in a blink. it's always like that. when you don't want it to come, it comes. when you want it to come, it doesn't come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"LIFE's like this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;alright. i shan't further elaborate on my unhappiness this few weeks going. gotta get some sleep now. tomorrow have to wake up early to study in the library!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(see...i am becoming or has become a geek now. i do feel a bit of excitement going to the library to study. shuts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-657666649322942117?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/657666649322942117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=657666649322942117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/657666649322942117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/657666649322942117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/06/exam-period.html' title='Exam Period'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-6515154242340687522</id><published>2008-04-26T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:30:38.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the loooooooooong w.e.!</title><content type='html'>i'd been through so many tests, practicals and assignments for the last couple of weeks. been longing to type in here for ages....but just couldn't find the time to do it. for now, i am actually supposed to revise my bio, accounting, calculus but what am i doing now? taking a break. in between of breaks. so actually it's become a long, long break? anyway i had a long long week especially this time. monday was usual, tuesday was long. from 9 am to 5 pm. then wednesday from 9 am to 8 pm. thanks to Quickbook seminar. which i didn't understand at all. on thursday, i had practical session again so i ended at like 5 pm again. then yesterday was the most tiresome day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fui han and i went to Chadstone. once i got up from bed, i went to the gym for an hour and met azmina there. after i came back and bathed, we took a tram to melbourne central. it was pretty sunny that time so i was glad that i was only wearing very little clothing. we took a train at platform 2 to Oakleigh station. both of us were kinda excited to be able to come to chadstone. finally a day off that we're free!!! (= when we reached the station, we had to wait for Jeff to arrive because we;re meeting up for lunch together. actually i am not particularly close to him, but since fui han insisted on him coming to join us, i had not much choice but to agree. i can already expect that i am the one who's going to entertain him because apparently fui han is a bit scared of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, he came like 10 minutes later and we walked silently at first. then fui han and i started chatting, self-entertaining ourselves while he tagged behind. then he led us to the bus stop and i talked some more. fui han was like hiding in my shadow??? dunno what she's doing exactly too. both Jeff and I were like... WHAT YOU DOING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus soon arrived and i sat with Fui Han. soon, we arrived and my first impression of CHadstone is....EEW! WHAT AN UGLY BUILDING! SO PLAIN AND UNAPPEALING! i expected it to be grand and stuff but no! we crossed the road and made it inside the shopping centre. all of a sudden, i felt this deja-vu feeling all over me. then, i realised that this was not my first time going there after all. i had been there with Albert House boys and Xin Yue before! haha! Fui Han doesn't seem to believe me at first when i told her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, we circled the first floor and basement for place to settle our lunch at. after some time, we decided to eat at this chinese restaurant. i ordered nasi lemak curry while Fui Han got dumplings. Jeff broke the silence by telling us a joke. so we also told him one. (= at 2.50 pm, Jeff left for his tutorial class and both Fui Han and i set out to do our shopping. window-shopping becomes EFTPOS shopping! XD we went from Cotton On, Just Jeans, Portmans, Jay-Jays, Coles, Hoyts to watch Vantage Point, Toys'R'Us, etc. i spent a total of $300 plus i think. crazy i know! but after this, exam is coming so yeah...it will be a long time that we will be going for this kind of shopping already. the movie began in a suckie way. half of the screen was blocked by a shadow for like 5 minutes and then the show muted at the beginning of the show. overall, the audience wasn't very happy to begin with. the old man behind us actually walked out to tell the maintenance guy. so grateful to him!!! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-6515154242340687522?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/6515154242340687522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=6515154242340687522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6515154242340687522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6515154242340687522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/04/loooooooooong-we.html' title='the loooooooooong w.e.!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-2344497922183724531</id><published>2008-04-06T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:04:46.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Excellence!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So happy!!! i get to watch City Harvest Church web live sermon today! it's a good thing that city harvest has an afternoon sunday service! hohoho~ now i can watch the sunday sermons every week! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;today i learnt from pastor Ye Peng that we should change the way organizations or community affect our lives. in order to have excellence in our thinking, we should also aim towards an excellence attitude and behaviour in life. so here's the necessary change that we should make in order to be an outdo-er in God's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1.   Law                 -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2.   System           -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3.   Self centered -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Spirit-centered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4.   Legalism        -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;5.   Fear                -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;6.   Control           -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Care /Concern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;7.   Duty                -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Evidence found in: Exodus 7:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;8.   Getting           -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Evidence found in: 2 Corinthians 9:6-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;9.   Explanation   -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Example&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Evidence found in: John 13:14-15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;10. Bondage         -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Breakthrough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Evidence found in: John 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So from now onwards, i must be more loving to others. i want to create the new environment, instead of the old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I am willing to go the extra mile for others and not just do the obligations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Be more like Jesus, doing the extra mile for love to others!~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-2344497922183724531?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/2344497922183724531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=2344497922183724531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2344497922183724531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2344497922183724531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/04/thinking-excellence.html' title='Thinking Excellence!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-7905102558922528123</id><published>2008-04-05T06:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T07:06:18.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>becoming a WL for the first time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;finally after so many months of imagining what that day will be like, it happens last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;it my turn to lead in worship for oikos a.k.a cell group. i had promised myself that i would do this early this year. but ilona had her turn when i thought i was supposed to. then ci elena said that she would randomly choose us if no one wants to volunteer. so she chose me and then roselyn. wah. i was so excited and nervous at the same time. i couldn't wait choosing songs for the cell group. but again and again, week after week, oikos was stopped for two consecutive weeks since we had Easter Camp briefing and a joined oikos. so last night was the first time that we all had gathered together again as an oikos. it was a heart-warming moment to see all of them again face to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i only started deciding on the songs on Wednesday and i printed out the chords and the lyrics. by thursday, i had practiced singing the songs and memorised the lyrics by heart wherever i went. in the toilet, watching the tv, eating, at the gym. at these times, i also prayed that God would help me in leading the worship. i prayed that His mighty name won't be humiliated in front of my friends because of what i'd done. i prayed that the Holy Spirit constantly be with me during the next few days. anoint me with revelations and message to tell my dear friends. and he did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;on friday which was yesterday, i went to the library to photocopy the lyrics. after school, i told Tito that i would meet him at 6.15pm Flinders House. when i arrived, ci elena wasn't home so i called her and she told me to go to one of the library to practice. i was like noooooooooooooooo!!! since Tito hadn't arrived, i just went in with one of the residents and waited at the lobby. soon Ilona called and i told her to go on her own cause i already reached. when i hung up on the phone, ci michelle walked down from the stairs. i was so happy and surprised at the same time. i asked whether anyone was home and whether i could go into her house. she told me that ko bp and marvin were already inside all along. ahhhhhhh~ so i went up and pressed the buzzer. indeed they allowed me in the locked door and soon, Tito arrived with Sheilla. haha! how happy i was that we still had time to practice the songs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ko BP was kind enough to advice me about leading in worship. i really admire him a big deal cause he's almost like a pastor already! so wise and brother-like. haha. go ko BP! anyway, then Tito tried putting the tunes together for me (match up my pitch) and it was quite hard at first. we couldn't seem to agree on the right one. then ko BP came in, and he played. amazingly it's at the right tune and pitch for me. so Tito followed him and it's coordinated finally! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;the oikos started with so much pressure and nervousness in Tito and i that i prayed for the two of us so that we could make God proud of what we're doing. ko Rio prayed for the beginning and then he passed it on to me. wah! i felt a bit numbed at first. but i know that the Holy Spirit will guide me so i just surrender myself to Him and led the worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i asked everyone to stand up and said some stuff. then Tito began playing the song King of Majesty. i found it hard to get everybody to come into the mood. furthermore, someone rang on the front door so ci elena had to get the door and etc. i could see Tina and the rest turning around to see who's coming and all. Sally even told me that she couldn't feel God's presence and she asked me to do something. well, at first i thought, that's because she's not trying hard enough to feel Him. everyone was not trying hard enough. i felt so sad and angry at the same time that they couldn't gather their hearts together to worship Him. 10 seconds passed and they're still distracted and looking listless. i couldn't wait anymore and it looked like they're not gonna focus on their own. so i said out loud, 'ayo temen2! fokuskan dirimu kepada Tuhan!' then Sally and some of them laughed. (= i tried my very best to get the presence of God coming onto everyone in the room. i shut my eyes and trusted in the Lord even more. that's when He gave me amazing strength and courage to go on with the next song. next was Kaulah Segalanya, i requested for all of them to sit down and calmed our hearts down. i prayed and He put words into my mouth during the prayer. thank You Lord! i would be nothing without Him. i could feel the presence of God sinking upon us during this song. i like the feeling so i started to sing even more courageously and loudly. i even let them to the Free Worship at the end of the song. i didn't expect it to happen. i actually forgot all about it. but it happened! i was so happy and my heart soaring into the sky when we raised our voices up to praise and worship Him. i even spoke in tongues even if i am not sure whether i could do that or not in front of all these people (because some of them couldn't speak in tongues). anyway, i did it. and i am sure that that's what God wants me to do at that time. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;my testimony:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i have experienced the impossible becoming a possible thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;once more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;. it felt really awesome especially if what i had done has glorified the Lord even more. wow! now i know what Gracia had been feeling all these while. she even led the worship in Easter Camp in front of the church. power! i want to do that too one day. one day! (= and i know the Lord will once again lead me. hallelujah Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ci elena said that i did a great job in becoming a WL. everyone agreed and they applauded for my effort. Tito shouted 'encore encore' when ci elena praised me and he was also praised for him playing the song.  (= i am glad that this has become successful and i thank Mummy for praying and supporting me all these while. most of all, i thank Him that he had made all this possible. Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-7905102558922528123?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/7905102558922528123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=7905102558922528123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7905102558922528123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7905102558922528123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/04/becoming-wl-for-first-time.html' title='becoming a WL for the first time!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-2504630992777831099</id><published>2008-04-02T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:26:28.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman died in strong wind in Victoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;OMGosh! i think Melbourne weather is disgusting. i am starting to 'hate' it so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i was scanning through 'The Age' online news, when something caught my eyes. at 8pm or so, a woman was reported to have died, crashed under a falling wall that was obviously the wind's fault! poor woman!!! grrr! also while i was walking home today, i also noticed that the sky above was super polluted. not with carbon monoxide (or something as toxic as that...anyways) but with dust! the sky was all brown and hazy. this is the first time that i'd seen such horrible weather. i even had to close my eyes (to prevent the dust from getting into my eyes) when walking to the campus. grrr. i really hate this weather. and it's also getting colder every week. tml it will be min 9 deg - 17 deg. i think i'm gonna take the tram again in the morning. free ride! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-2504630992777831099?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/2504630992777831099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=2504630992777831099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2504630992777831099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2504630992777831099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/04/woman-died-in-strong-wind-in-victoria.html' title='Woman died in strong wind in Victoria'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-3746272882258855890</id><published>2008-03-29T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T19:44:41.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Aid - Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i had my first day of First Aid course today. it was provided by the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Australian Red Cross Society&lt;/span&gt;. i had to follow others who were going to the location since i did not know how to get there. i almost woke up late today if not for Shafiq, my lovely neighbour. he came knocking at 7.44am on our front door. i jolted out of my bed and my eyes were still half-open. when i opened the door, the sight of Shafiq made me realise that i was going to be late for the course! so then i thanked him for waking me up and quickly got ready to go down and meet them. i called Anzela up and she had just finished her shower. hurhur. i didn't even have time to bathe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;when i reached the ground floor, there were just Shafiq and Sharul. So we waited til Anzela arrived and then left Arrow. at the same time, we also met the Malaysian girls. 4 of them who are staying on our floor as well. they are all friendly it seems and they have this compact-looking body. so even if they're older than me, they looked as if they're smaller and therefore younger than me. =.= how weird appearance can seem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;anyway, we chatted as we walked towards Villers Street. i got to know more about them and they too got to know more about me and Anzela. they each introduced to me their names but i kinda forgot most of them. err... can't blame my poor memory capabilities...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i felt so relieved when i saw many more of familiar faces from Arrow. such as Faris. then i got attracted by the hot chocolate machine as well. haha. can't help since i hadn't had any food yet in the morning. i took a few sips in and then...it was time for us to enter the room and begin the course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;our trainer's name was Kath. she began by introducing to us her history of profession. she'd been a volunteer for the RC for 15 years and so she'd decided to become a professional trainer for future first-aiders. she's been at it for 7 years now. pretty long yeah? she first began by telling us the definition of first aid. overall, the course had been mostly interactive session (whereby the trainer asked us questions for us to attempt and then told us the right answer at the end). in a way, the course was very interesting even though it was intensive. however, we could only last for 2 hours at most without yawning in the session. we kept taking breaks in between to move ourselves about so as to not fall asleep later on. to my surprise, the hot chocolate was not effective at all because during the first session, my stomach was grumbling so badly until Kevin who's beside me laughed. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;for lunch, Anzela and i walked as quickly as we could to the Royal Melbourne Hospital's cafe amidst the rain. Melbourne has suddenly turned for the worst. today, it was 12 degrees celcius for minimum temperature. brr. it's just the beginning of autumn! gosh. the world is worrying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;the cafe food wasn't as good as we expected. it's considered Asian food but instead of being salty, it's 'soury' instead. haha. so it was kinda weird...but since we were hungry, any food that was good enough was fine. no complaints or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;so throughout today's session, we managed to learn how to do CPR, operate the de-fibrillators and treat injuries with the triangular bandages and the rolling bandage. it was great fun! &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;whenever i got sleepy, i'd take the 'eclipse' sweets from Anzela. it was already empty at noon. we were feeding ourselves with so much mints all day! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i can't wait for tomorrow to come. but i will have to miss church. hurhur. no fun! and the next day, school will start again. busy busy busy with datelines!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;ARGH!!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-3746272882258855890?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/3746272882258855890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=3746272882258855890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3746272882258855890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3746272882258855890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-aid-day-1.html' title='First Aid - Day 1'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-6427833849893804304</id><published>2008-03-27T07:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:55:51.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jendela Rumah Sakit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    Dua orang pria, keduanya menderita sakit keras, sedang dirawat di sebuah kamar rumah sakit. Seorang di antaranya menderita suatu penyakit yang mengharuskannya duduk di tempat tidur selama satu jam di setiap sore untuk mengosongkon cairan dari paru-parunya. Kebetulan, tempat tidurnya berada tepat di sisi jendela satu-satunya yand ada di kamar itu. Sedangkan pria yang lain harus berbaring lurus di atas punggungnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    Setiap hari mereka saling bercakap-cakap selama berjam-jam. Mereka membicarakan istri dan keluarga, rumah, pekerjaan, keterlibatan mereka di ketentaraan, dan tempat-tempat yang pernah mereka kunjungi selama liburan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    Setiap sore, ketika pria yand tempat tidurnya berada dekat jendela di perbolehkan untuk duduk, ia menceritakan tentang apa yang terlihat di luar jendela kepada rekan sekamarnya. Selama satu jam itulah, pria ke dua merasa begitu senang dan bergairah membayangkan betapa luas dan indahnya semua kegiatan dan warna-warna indah yang ada di luar sana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    "Di luar jendela, tampak sebuah taman dengan kolam yang indah. Itik dan angsa berenang-renang cantik, sedangkan anak-anak bermain dengan perahu-perahu mainan. Beberapa pasangan berjalan bergandengan di tengah taman yang dipenuhi dengan berbagai macam bunga berwarnakan pelangi. Sebuah pohon tua besar menghiasi taman itu. Jauh di atas sana terlihat kaki langit kota yang mempesona. Suatu senja yang indah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    Pria pertama itu menceritakan keadaan di luar jendela dengan detil, sedangkan pria yang lain berbaring memejamkan mata membayangkan semua keindahan pemandangan itu. Perasaannya menjadi lebih tenang, dalam menjalani kesehariannya di rumah sakit itu. Semangat hidupnya menjadi lebih kuat, percaya dirinya bertambah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    Pada suatu sore yang lain, pria yang duduk di dekat jendela menceritakan tentang parade karnaval yang sedang melintas. Meski pria yang ke dua tidak dapat mendengar suara parade itu, namun ia dapat melihatnya melalui pandangan mata pria yang pertama yang menggambarkan semua itu dengan kata-kata yang indah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    Begitulah seterusnya, dari hari ke hari. Dan, satu minggu pun berlalu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    Suatu pagi, perawat datang membawa sebaskom air hangat untuk mandi. Ia mendapati ternyata pria yang berbaring di dekat jendela itu telah meninggal dunia dengan tenang dalam tidurnya. Perawat itu menjadi sedih lalu memanggil perawat lain untuk memindahkannya ke ruang jenazah. Kemudian pria yang kedua ini meminta pada perawat agar ia bisa dipindahkan ke tempat tidur di dekat jendela itu. Perawat itu menuruti kemauannya dengan senang hati dan mempersiapkan segala sesuatunya. Ketika semuanya selesai, ia meninggalkan pria tadi seorang diri dalam kamar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    Dengan perlahan dan kesakitan, pria ini memaksakan dirinya untuk bangun. Ia ingin sekali melihat keindahan dunia luar melalui jendela itu. Betapa senangnya, akhirnya ia bisa melihat sendiri dan menikmati semua keindahan itu. Hatinya tegang, perlahan ia menjengukkan kepalanya ke jendela di samping tempat tidurnya. Apa yang dilihatnya? Ternyata, jendela itu menghadap ke sebuah TEMBOK KOSONG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    Ia berseru memanggil perawat dan menanyakan apa yang membuat teman pria yang sudah wafat tadi bercerita seolah-olah melihat semua pemandangan yang luar biasa indah di balik jendela itu. Perawat itu menjawab bahwa sesungguhnya pria tadi adalah seorang yang buta bahkan tidak bisa melihat tembok sekalipun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    "Barangkali ia ingin memberimu semangat hidup," kata perawat itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-6427833849893804304?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/6427833849893804304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=6427833849893804304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6427833849893804304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6427833849893804304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/03/jendela-rumah-sakit.html' title='Jendela Rumah Sakit'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1794782253590588987</id><published>2008-03-26T13:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:14:07.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mighty Lion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;before we had dinner, we were asked to make a group name for ourselves and a group cheer. that day, the Mighty Lions were created! *lion king song* was our cheer! =D we had fun making it. ci conny really made the boys do silly moves. haha. i think we did a pretty good job since all of us were bold enough to perform in front of everybody else in the hall. and then after that, we had dinner. we had aussie food. pretty unusual. we missed asian food so much and then red jelly and ice-cream for dessert. we had our first session that night and pastor jani prayed for us, mostly about the vision that God has prepared for us. he told us all to stand at the front so that he could pray for us. however, i waited until my leg ached. so after about 20 minutes of waiting for pastor to come and lay hands on me, i went back to my seat and rested. pastor jani spoke to Valerie, but not to me. hmm. still have two days more so i was not worried or anything when i went back to the bunk to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i was woken up by the girls returning back from the hall. it was very late at night already and they're still making a lot of noise. the only question that they kept repeating was 'Kalau Bu Joko Cantik, Cantik gak Bu Joko?' and when someone answered them, they would laugh so loudly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;in the morning, Sally told me that i talked in my sleep. it was around 3 am when she woke up to shit. then she heard me talk, 'Teman, jangan. Teman...' it's so weird. =.= when i went to the hall that morning for early breakfast, almost everyone in my cell group and bunk knew about my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ngigau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; and especially Marvin, he kept on teasing me about it. after the breakfast, we had a morning exercise before the team-building activities. i expected the morning exercise to be really tiring and great. but in the end, we did not do any extreme exercising. =.= after that, we gathered in the hall and got into groups. the groups raced to start first, and our team got second. not too bad ey... we got our first clue and solved it. our first stop was with pastor Jani. he had to blow a balloon to burst it. but no matter how big we blew it, it still won't burst. i blew for three times and pastor Jani and ci Lina still told me to blow more. i felt as though my head is bursting. i felt like there's a tremor in my head for a moment and the whole world was spinning. william and davin blew a bit and they used sth to burst the balloon (which was cheating). as for me, mine burst when i was grabbing it at one point in time. seeing the efforts that we were making, pastor Jani gave us permission to proceed to the next level. and of course, we had to find the egg for the clue for the next level. (we had to do this everytime we completed a level) next stop was with Valerie. we had to carry a pail of water off the ground using our legs as a team while singing a indo gospel song. unfortunately, i didn't know the lyrics at all. so i just supported them the whole time. william's leg was trembling so badly because he's holding most of the load on his leg i think. poor him! but well, since my team was very united and cooperative, my team (not boasting) was the fastest amongst the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1794782253590588987?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1794782253590588987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1794782253590588987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1794782253590588987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1794782253590588987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/03/before-we-had-dinner-we-were-asked-to.html' title='Mighty Lion!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1146703791712059123</id><published>2008-03-25T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:50:06.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER CAMP- build a better life now!- 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;just came back from camp. great camp, everyone said. as for me, this camp has been the most spiritual that i'd been to. and since i love this presence of God and company of my brothers and sisters in Christ, i even like it more! like many people who attended the camp, i was blessed tremendously in this camp. i began to realize things that i hadn't noticed yet before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;first day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;it was my turn to serve in Joy Kids Ministry and so i missed that Easter Sunday message. it was a pity. however, i still had fun helping out the kids. since Angela didn't want me involved in her activities (as usual), i paid attention to Hayden instead. it was his feeding time (porridge) so i volunteered to feed him rather than feeling useless with Angela. i don't know but i felt that she has become more and more rebellious as she gets older. it's not only me. other people is also getting this treatment from her. huh. but instead of complaining about this further, i rather pray that Angela will open up to me and accept me as a friend to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yes God, i will not give up on Angela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; (no matter how irritating she may seem). anyways after the service ended, we had fellowship and oh yah! the baggage! hahahahaha! i should have told you this from the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;since my smallest luggage was pretty big (i only filled 3/4 of it) and i couldn't possibly fit and carry the luggage onto the tram doors, i had to drag that thing a looooooooooooooooooooong way from Swaston Street to Flinders Street. it's about 3000 over steps, i think. i almost stumbled numerous amount of people while dragging the luggage across to church. my leg ached when i arrived at Victoria Uni. sobbb. but it's all worth it for Jesus Christ! =D i arrived super early and ci Merry and Stanley were so shocked to see the size of the luggage. they said that i am going for a trip to singapore for few days. =X then, soon came Sally and Valerie and others (Arrow people). i helped the two of them buy sushi for breakfast since they hadn't had the time to do so because they're ushering that day. them, i went in for PW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;after the service, we ate at Kim-Chi Tray. i ate beef bulgogi. pastor Jani (pastor from Jkt) sat diagonally to my left. so i got to know him while eating. ko Iwan introduced me to him too. i feel so afraid of him at first because i heard from Valerie that he can look into your past and so on. so i took a cautious approach towards him. well, i've always been cautious. then we went back to church and waited for our bus to come. while waiting, i listened to my iPod and did sudoko from the newspaper. after an hour of waiting, the bus came and people at the back were so happening. they were laughing and such. i was sitting at the front and so it's hard for me to join in the fun. i slept almost throughout the entire thing. zzz when we arrived at Lylebird Campsite, i was in awe of the place. it really is a campsite! i bet in singapore there's nothing like this one. it was really built on wood and timber. it was amazingly structured altogether. and the place was so clean. after everyone had settled down in the hall, ko Robert assigned us all to our own individual room/barrack. ^^ i was put together with majority of the girls. so i was quite pleased with the arrangement. then we had the introduction to the camp, ko Iwan prayed and Sally and Valerie began their instructions for us. we were grouped into 4 groups. in my group there was Nadia, ko Andy, Davin, Irene, Raymond, Conny, William and Filia. none of them i was particularly close with. but that's the whole point of this camp- to know more people in POJ. so i understood and accepted it. at first, i thought we are doomed to lose because we were quite different people. each and every one of us had a unique characteristic displayed throughout this camp. i think that was what brings us together in a united way throughout the entire camp. (to be cont'd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1146703791712059123?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1146703791712059123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1146703791712059123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1146703791712059123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1146703791712059123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-camp-build-better-life-now-1.html' title='EASTER CAMP- build a better life now!- 1'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-591069629023892755</id><published>2008-03-15T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:20:17.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a close friend (=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;he replied me! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i don't know how come i am so into him even though i know that we'll never ever be together. weird =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but i just want him to be a close friend of mine. can't i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-591069629023892755?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/591069629023892755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=591069629023892755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/591069629023892755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/591069629023892755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-close-friend.html' title='just a close friend (='/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-3998818643534621335</id><published>2008-03-14T20:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T21:29:55.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>send me home?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know how much i dun get accounting at all??? it's so pathetic. i think i better attend the support class or sth. anzel told me that ARA and ATA have the highest rate of students failing for the subject. argh! no way i want to fail!~ so i am gonna try my very best to clarify all my doubts during tutes and classes. yes. i have to. no other choice. it's all up to me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i met him again today before Calculus lect. he's so charming. metta agreed that he's cute too. interesting person, she said.... but, of course. ^^ i am happy that we can at least chat even though it's only for a minute or seconds. the sight of him makes me happy! hehe. i hope we can still be friends for the next few years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ohhh... and i am recently into this song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Singer: Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;Song: Our Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I was riding shotgun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;With my hair undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;In the front seat of his car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;He's got a one-hand feel on the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;steering wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The other on my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Turn the radio down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;He says, "Baby, is somethin' wrong?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I say, "Nothin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I was just thinkin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;How we don't have a song..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And he says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(CHORUS):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Our song is the slamming screen door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sneakin' out late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tappin' on your window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;When we're on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and you talk reeeeal slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'Cuz it's late and your mama don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Our song is the way you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The first date, 'man, I didn't kiss her and I should have'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Then when I got home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'Fore I said amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Askin' God if he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Could play it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I was walkin' up the front porch steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;After everything that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Had gone all wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Been trampled on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;lost, and thrown away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Got to the hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To my lovin' bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I almost didn't notice all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And the note that said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(CHORUS):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Our song is the slamming screen door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sneakin' out late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tappin' on your window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;When we're on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and you talk reeeeal slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'Cuz it's late and your mama don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Our song is the way you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The first date, 'man, I didn't kiss her and I should have'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Then when I got home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'Fore I said amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Askin' God if he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Could play it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dah dah dah dah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I've heard every album,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;listened to the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Waited for something to come along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;That was as good as our song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'Cuz our song is the slammin' screen doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sneakin' out late tappin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Win-dow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;When we're on the phone and he talks real slow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'Cuz it's late and his mama don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Our song is when he laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The first date 'man I didn't kiss him and I should have'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Then when I got home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'Fore I said Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Askin' God if he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Could play it again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Play it agaaaaain ohh oh ohhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Heh-heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I was ridin' shotgun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;With my hair undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;In the front seat of his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I grabbed a pen and an old napkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;...wrote down our song... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it's so nice!!! i want to have this kind of ro-man-tic things in my lifeeeeee! but, when is it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;actually this year is the year that i should consider having a boyfriend. but i won't ask for much now. God knows now is not the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;anyway guys!!! i have shocking news! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;today after my accounting tutorial, this china guy actually offered to send me home by his car. i was like numbed for a sec. then i was totally knocked off my head and said that it's alright. woah! that was freaking fast. sweet in a scary way. it's like i just knew him for an hour and he was doing this already? dodgy guy. but he's a nice guy, i think. Chinese, but speaks good English. haiz.  i also wantttttt~ =.=&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/16543858-3998818643534621335?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/3998818643534621335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=3998818643534621335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3998818643534621335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3998818643534621335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/03/send-me-home.html' title='send me home?'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-287227787452145914</id><published>2008-03-13T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T12:56:20.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the most amazing dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i had the most beautiful dream in my whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;it was winter and snowing heavily outside. i was with my friend and this guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; (whom i had no idea who)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; was standing beside me. he was tall and masculine. anyway, everyone was walking so fast so that they can get home and stay in the warmth of their fireplace. both my friend (forgot who) and i were on our way to somewhere, i think. we were trembling reaaaal bad. when i was on the verge of freezing, all of a sudden, the man reached out for my right hand and held it close to his heart. almost instantly, i felt a surge of warmth all over me. i felt so happy and comfortable with him. it's like we belong together. and then, we both smiled as we both crossed the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;after that, i woke up and realized that it's all been a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;but come to think of it, i have the strangest idea that the man is God. WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;what an amazing dream! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-287227787452145914?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/287227787452145914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=287227787452145914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/287227787452145914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/287227787452145914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/03/most-amazing-dream.html' title='the most amazing dream'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-7361625049801568719</id><published>2008-03-11T04:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T04:51:13.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter From God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Have you guys watched '&lt;b&gt;Patch Adams&lt;/b&gt;' before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;If not, you just missed one of the most inspirational movies in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Especially if you have interest in becoming a doctor, this movie really strengthen your passion even more. (well, that is, if you have the passion.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Here's some thing that the movie teaches us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Never focus on the problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~See what no one else sees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~See what everyone chooses not to see, out of fear, confirmity and laziness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~See the whole world anew each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Does this inspire you enough to do something with your lives? It sure does for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Also, i read this church devotion from last Sunday out of boredom, to be honest. Then this story caught my eye. However, I am sorry to say that it's all Bahasa Indonesia. I would very much love to translate it for those who don't understand. But it's too long a story and I really wanna post this up so that more people will know about how good our God is. I am going to type the super duper long story out with my own hands so please read it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Letter from God&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saat aku bangun dipagi hari, Aku memandangmu dan berharap engkau akan berbicara kepadaKu, walaupun hanya sepatah kata, meminta pendapatKu atau bersyukur kepadaKu atas sesuatu hal indah yang terjadi di dalam hidupmu kemarin, tetapi aku melihat engkau sibuk mempersiapkan diri untuk pergi bekerja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Aku kembali menanti. Saat engkau sedang bersiap, Aku tahu akan ada sedikit waktu begimu untuk berhenti dan menyapaKu, tetapi engkau terlalu sibuk. Di satu tempat, engkau duduk di sebuah kursi selama lima belas menit tanpa melakukan apapun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Kemudian Aku melihat engkau menggerakan kakimu. Aku berpikir engkau ingin berbicara kepadaKu tetapi engkau berlari ke telepon dan menelepon seorang teman untuk mendengarkan gosip terbaru. Aku melihatmu ketika engkau pergi bekerja dan Aku menanti dengan sabar sepanjang hari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dengan semua kegiatanmu, Aku berpikir engkau terlalu sibuk untuk mengucapkan sesuatu kepadaKu. Sebelum makan siang Aku melihatmu memandang kesekeliling, mungkin engkau merasa malu untuk berbicara kepadaKu, itulah sebabnya mengapa engkau tidak menundukkan kepalamu. Engkau memandang tiga atau empat meja sekitarmu dan melihat temanmu berbicara kepadaKu dengan lembut sebelum mereka makan, tetapi engkau tidak melakukannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tidak apa-apa. Masih ada waktu yang tersisa, dan Aku berharap engkau akan berbicara kepadaKu, meskipun saat engkau pulang ke rumah kelihatannya seakan-akan banyak hal yang harus kau kerjakan. Setelah beberapa hal tersebut selesai engkau kerjakan, engkau menyalakan televisi, Aku tidak tahu apakah kau suka menonton televisi atau tidak, hanya saja engkau selalu kesana dan menghabiskan banyak waktu setiap hari didepannya, tanpa memikirkan apapun hanya menikmati acara yang ditampilkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Kembali Aku mananti dengan sabar saat engkau menonton TV dan menikmati makananmu tetapi kembali kau tidak berbicara kepadaKu. Saat tidur Kupikir kau merasa terlalu lelah. Setelah mengucapkan selamat malam kepada keluargamu, kau melompat ke tempat tidur dan tertidur tak lama kemudian. Tidak apa-apa karena mungkin engkau tidak menyadari bahwa Aku selalu hadir untukmu. Aku telah bersabar lebih lama dari yang kau sadari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Aku bahkan ingin mengajarkanmu bagaimana bersabar bagaimana bersabar terhadap orang lain. Aku sangat mengasihimu, setiap hari Aku menantikan sepatah kata, doa atau pikiran atau syukur dari hatimu. Baiklah...engkau bangun kembali dan kembali. Aku akan menanti dengan penuh kasih bahwa hari ini kau akan memberiKu sedikit waktu. Semoga harimu menyenangkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Bapamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ALLAH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i hope that all of us will benefit from reading this wonderful message from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;p.s. he added me as a friend on facebook today. so happy. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-7361625049801568719?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/7361625049801568719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=7361625049801568719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7361625049801568719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7361625049801568719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/03/letter-from-god.html' title='A Letter From God'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-3982975444757262428</id><published>2008-03-08T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T20:13:42.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Ocean Road trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;IDP is cool!!! they organised a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great Ocean Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trip today for Melbourne international students who are registered under them for a cheap rate of $20 (light lunch and refreshments given). xin yue, fui han and i signed up for it last week. so i got up at 6.30am today and dressed for the 4 seasons- weather. met xin yue along Lonsdale Street and i was surprised to see so many international students gathering in front of the IDP office. i was still so sleepy then and lazy to go for the trip. then soon, Florence and Ada appeared! wow. more trinity people. that was unexpected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the bus arrived soon after and it took us long to get up on the coach. you know what they made us do? each and every one of us had to tick our name first from the list before boarding the coach. so we ended up leaving the place at 9am instead of the targeted time of 8.30am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;before we reached our destination, we stopped by many resting areas. many of the names that i've forgotten. but i still remembered that by the time we reached the Twelve Apostles, it was already 4pm plus. the weather was quite bad (no wind at all), so there was a thin layer of mist around the bottom of the "apostles". therefore, the pictures that we took together with 'them' weren't very fantastic either. well, so much for $20! i think overall, we had gotten more than enough already for the trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;we not only visited Great Ocean Road, we also saw many places that i didn't know existed in Melbourne. i learn more about the suburbs around Melbourne. like Geelong where Tony, my Maths 2 lecturer and tutor and mentor, stays at and probably enjoying his retirement there now. our 'driver', Brendon, told us that Geelong is the second largest city in Melb besides the city itself. we did not make any stop there but i generally get the idea how BIG Geelong is. interesting place to live in, i supposed and pretty laid back too. (= just like Tony! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the driver brought us to Torquay, Apollo Bay... i bought ice-cream Rum&amp;amp;Raisin at this particular 'Food Court' for $3.50. it melted like crazy since the weather was warm. then, we also rested at many coastal places. so throughout the entire day, what we see is water water water! the ocean! we also saw many furry dogs around. so much more than in the city. i saw this particular Huski dog! SUPER CUTE! i was tailing behind it and its owner and finally managed to take a picture of its face when the owner stopped by for a while to get something from a shop i think. i could see that wherever the dog went, everyone would turn their heads around to admire it. (= but i pity the dog cause the weather's hot and it has got such a thick fur over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;overall, it's a good trip. a great one actually. i got to relax and ease my stressed and tired mind away from school. i felt like the ocean had taken my worries and fears away. i felt so much lighter now. so i didn't regret going for this trip afterall, even though i missed AGM last night that my church organised. the best part of the trip was the camwhoring! =D i am going to post the pictures up tomorrow i think (if i'm not going for that mumba festival). i hope Xin Yue, Fui Han, Florence and Ada did too on their facebook! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i can't wait for the next time i will be going for any road trip again~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(although i got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;car-sick&lt;/span&gt; halfway the journey today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-3982975444757262428?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/3982975444757262428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=3982975444757262428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3982975444757262428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3982975444757262428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/03/great-ocean-road-trip.html' title='Great Ocean Road trip!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-640590205010092422</id><published>2008-03-03T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:44:13.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day. 1st week. 1st year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;it's my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;in &lt;u&gt;Uni&lt;/u&gt;versity of Melbourne!~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i was all excited to start the first class at 11am. i woke up that morning, bright and shiny. at 8, i was already in the loo getting dressed. washed my teeth. cooked Indomie BBQ Chicken cause the bread on dining table had fruit flies on it. my alarm clock rang for a long time while i was in the toilet so fui han had to off it for me. sorry~ (= then i prepared my lunch box- rice, lady's fingers n MaPo Tofu. yummmm~ i grabbed my bag and rushed out the door into the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sunny&lt;/span&gt; weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i walked as quickly as my legs could carry, to the Ballieu Lib. i could Dan halfway there. he sauid he will meet there too to print out the lecture notes. it was only 10.15 when i came into the library. i went up to the first floor and fortunately, there was a computer available for me. i logged into the LMS- Chem and printed out all of Prof Schiesser's lectures- 18 of them and a total of 66 pages. but before i could print, i realised that there was no credit inside my card. at that time, Daniel called me and i had to get him up to the photocopier's place to charge my card. it was after that that i brought him up to print out his copy while i printed my set. met zi yond there too while i was at the printing machine. he was skinnier than i last remembered. we chatted and did the catching-up there. it was so good to meet old friends again. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;after we were done, we rushed to find Charles Pearson Th. since it sounded so complicated on the LMS, we thought that it would be hard to get there. so after whirling round and round the ERC and Enginnering building, we finally walked over to these construction workers sitting in front of the ERC. when we told them that we're looking for the theatre, one of them immediately pointed us the way towards the theatre. he was so kind~ we followed the constructed path towards the theatre and found many people waiting for the class inside to finish. while waiting, i called anzella but our call got dc few sec l8r. we only met after the lect ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i sat beside Eka and Hannah during lect. there was no teachings today, just an introductory to the subject. (= so we were all pretty relaxed. the prof brought along with him interesting stories, together with many bottles containing diff smells to illustrate his points. overall, it had been an interesting lecture. all of us had fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;after that, Metta, Zoey, Stefanie and i went to Union House to eat lunch. i looked around me and found that many people seemed to be friendly. so international. then when i told walla this, she said that generally only the indos are a bit community-minded. )= i felt quite sad for a moment. i felt as if i am being too anti-social. but the next lect came and it changed my mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Zoey came with me to Elizabeth Murdoch Th. while we had to wait, i went to the toilet. when i had to flush, my pen dropped into the hole and there goes my pen! my favourite pen! the one from Popular store! argh!!! when i exited the toilet, i felt really sad and told Zoey about it. she laughed after hearing it but after that, she didn't talk further. sometimes i felt that she's not friendly. my first impression of her was that she's super friendly and all. but after knowing her for some time, i realised that it's not really like that. anyway, i tried making conversations with her but i found it quite hard to get her interested in what i had to say. but later, Shemali came and saved me from having boring conversations. we talked and in no time, it is time for us to get inside the theatre. we met Kar Mun and Cat too and they sat beside us. later during the lecture, i also made friend with this girl named Tiffany. she was a very friendly malaysian girl. anyway, the lecture was a bit boring. the lecturer kinda mumbled throughout the hour. however, we had to keep up to him teaching the materials. when the lecture ended, everyone was happy to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;then i went to David Caro buildg for Calc tut. i had trouble finding the room but i found this girl and she kinda helped me to the Physics Podium. the room was 3/4 full when i entered. i was also surprised that my tutor was singaporean-y? and he's got that skin disease thing and a bit boring. but overall, the tutorial was okay except that i had forgotten my maths formulas! argh! everyone else seemed to remember, except me! )= oh no!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;that was the last class for me today. then i waited for Fui Han at the tram stop. i waited for like 20 minutes, and she still hadn't turned up. it was only until she called that we met in front of the International Centre. when we went inside, we saw Marvin. lols. he had also applied for the work permit. actually we were both quite lazy to enquire about it at the reception desk but thank god! the lady in service was very friendly and she helped us through the application process. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;since there wasn't enuff time for us to go to the city to buy the printer, we decided that we would do that tomorrow instead. well, so that's my first day in university. i can't wait for tomorrow to begin! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;i didn't get to talk to him yet. sobx. emo already la.&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/16543858-640590205010092422?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/640590205010092422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=640590205010092422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/640590205010092422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/640590205010092422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/03/1st-day-1st-week-1st-year.html' title='1st day. 1st week. 1st year.'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-8970314564841309512</id><published>2008-03-02T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:03:12.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glass of Milk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GLASS OF MILK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to door to pay his way through school, found he had only one thin dime left, and he was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water! She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk. He drank it so slowly, and then asked, "How much do I owe you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't owe me anything," she replied. "Mother has taught us never to accept pay for a kindness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Then I thank you from my heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt stronger physically, but his faith in God and man was strong also. He had been ready to give up and quit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years later, that same young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Howard Kelly was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in his doctor's gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life. From that day he gave special attention to her case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long struggle, the battle was won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room. She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally she looked, and something caught her attention on the side of the bill. She read these words ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Paid in full with one glass of milk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Signed) Dr. Howard Kelly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed: "Thank You, God, that Your love has spread broad through human hearts and hands." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a saying which goes something like this: Bread cast on the waters comes back to you. The good deed you do today may benefit you or someone you love at the least expected time. If you never see the deed again at least you will have made the world a better place - And, after all, isn't that what life is all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#008000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:18;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:100%;" &gt;(= i want to have this kind of story too in my lifeeeeee~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:18;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-8970314564841309512?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4605371345443110640</id><published>2008-03-01T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:21:42.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FloOr hAngIng-Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;fui han n i went to the market at 12 cause we woke up l8. we spent around $50 for the whole thing. we bought carrots, fish, tomatoes, minced beef, minced pork, kang-kong, potatoes, apples, peaches, chives,,, then for our lunch i ate a packet of indomie and for dinner, we cooked. later at night, fui han and i were invited by our floor senior (Kristen) to come over and hang out at her place with other friends. at first, i was lazy to go. then, i got up from the sofa after reading few pages from a book and walked to the end of the corridor with fui han. we brought M&amp;amp;Ms over to share with the rest. well, Kris welcomed us into her house and we were greeted by another guy (...forgot his name...). then we had to go up cause that's where everyone was playing at. when i reached the top of the staircase, i was surprised to see many chinese students sitting around the living room. and can i say? all of them speak good chinese!!! so i felt a bit awkward at first. a part of me wants to leave the room, a part of me wants to stay and have fun with them. so at last, i decided to just stay and chill out! well, at first Kris gave us fruits to eat and then she brought out Billionaire deck and we all played it. it was really fun to see many people shouting at the top of their voices! hilarious. we ended up laughing throughout the entire game. then, someone suggested that we play UNO. i volunteered to take my cards and few minutes l8r, 11 of us were playing together. we had heaps of laughs together. it's really nice to be able to bond with all of them. nice to get to know more people who are staying here in arrow apart as well. gr8 time to chill out b4 school starts! oh noooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tml's church so i better turn in soon. i wouldn't want to be late 4 tml!!! the weather is going to get HOT tomorrow! 28 degrees max!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;gd night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4605371345443110640?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4605371345443110640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4605371345443110640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4605371345443110640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4605371345443110640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/03/floor-hanging-out.html' title='FloOr hAngIng-Out!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-392821139793333054</id><published>2008-03-01T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T12:22:08.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'emO'tIonaL~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EMO&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;my housemate said negative stuffs to me. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;yea of course. you may think that she's just saying it as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. i personally don't like this kind if 'joke' if that's what it is. i am sick of hearing that from her already. i am sick of her ordering me around. i am sick of listening to her 'bad words' everyday. i am sick of becoming emo just because of simple things like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i don't understand why i am so serious at times. when people joke, i take it personally. am i such a serious person? do i sound formal whenever i talk? can't i ever tolerate 'humor' or 'jokes'? since when did i turn out to be like this? since when have i started to take everything seriously? and why must i always listen and believe the bad stuff people say to me? why can't i just rejoice in the praises from people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i am just reflecting about the past few days. of how i cannot be as happy as i was in Singapore. whenever i feel emo, i feel homesick. i need my mum. miss her so. )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-392821139793333054?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/392821139793333054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-696825340840232201</id><published>2008-02-29T19:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T20:26:40.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wHat's wrOng wItH U!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i have this friend of mine. i shall not disclose her name as i don't want to hurt her feeling. i just hope that by putting this here, i can put my mind to ease. it happened yesterday. so dun worry my singapore friends and family, you are definitely not 'her'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;i had a cook-out dinner with few friends at her house. unfortunately, there's no ingredient in the house so i had to go back home to take it, together with her. actually, we could leave immediately after i've finished packing the stuffs, but she insisted on we staying a while more to chit-chat. however, i don't really enjoy talking to her at first because i can tell that she's judging me from the way i spoke. on the way to my house, she'd already started saying how important it is for us to speak proper english, blablabla... duh. like i dunno like that. she spoke in a way that she's bragging that a lot of caucasians like her, blablabla... then later, after we'd finished eating dinner at her place, she started asking me about people from trinity. when i answered that i dunno, she started attacking my personality. she said that i'd only known tahnee as a friend and no other. i know, of course, that she's saying it as a joke. but i dunno...looking at her expression...somehow it just attacked me. right in my heart. perhaps it's because that i am a sensitive kind of girl. but for the record, i think she's hurt many people when she spoke stuffs like that. i wanted to tell ehr so badly about this, but i always am not brave enough. because she's the kind that doesn't like people to criticize her while she can do to someone else! so unfair! i want to pray for her so that she'll be a better person. it's such a waste if she's that sociable, but she makes people awkward. that's not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i saw him walking across the lawn today. argh! why must i always see him! i just want to ease my feelings away first. please please please... if not, i will not be able to concentrate in class!!! hopefully, he's not in my subject class. please please please~&lt;br /&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/16543858-696825340840232201?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/696825340840232201/comments/default' title='Post 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Can come off as boring, but they are not. Hard workers. Warm-hearted. Strong, has endurance. Solid beings that are stable and secure in their ways. Not looking for shortcuts. Take pride in their beauty. Patient and reliable. Make great friends and give good advice. Loving and kind. Loves hard - passionate. Express themselves emotionally. Prone to ferocious temper-tantrums. Determined. Indulge themselves often. Very generous.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&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/16543858-3458709736366252856?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/3458709736366252856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=3458709736366252856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3458709736366252856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3458709736366252856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/02/horoscope.html' title='horoscope!!!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-5299451085412519996</id><published>2008-02-27T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:20:06.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dAy 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;how come i keep bumping into him???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;in lectures, in campus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;or maybe i was searching for him (most of the times) too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;itching to know what he thinks of me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;why am i thinking abt this now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;anyway, there's not much fun today. we were already grouped according to our surnames. so i was allocated in the 9am talk about our course. then after that, i followed anzela and zoey to lectures. we went for 2 of them i think. the 'writing for academic assessment' was crap. not exactly applicable for biomed students i think. more for the arts people? then, anzella had to go meet her mum so zoey and i went for the pizza lunch outside the medical building. there i met many friends from my host group yesterday. we chatted as we ate. it was quite fun. i introduced zoey to all of them. actually they're not that bad. perhaps i just felt emo yesterday and so did not participate in socialising much with the locals. after the lunch, i went back home to take my camera and slept for an hour or so. i returned just in time for the 'Bush Dance' thing. i was late and so i missed out quite a lot regarding the dance steps. luckily for me, val was there to help me. phew~ after one session was over, i took my bag and left. kinda sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;when i reached home, fui han was watching her hk drama and playing spider solitaire. i guess we girls had become idiot boxes. i also played the computer games when i got bored... then suddenly, fui han asked me to go with her to Safeway n Laguna to buy groceries. i was very reluctant to go but oh well. why couldn't i just accompany fuihan. she kept on whining about how she doesn't like going out on her own and that kind of stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;met jeff and xh's new hsemate as we walked back to arrow. they're going for a walk they said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i had to rearrange my timetable again. because apparently, someone had toggled with my old timetable. so troublesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-5299451085412519996?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/5299451085412519996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=5299451085412519996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i finally get my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Student ID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;!!! woots! but my picture kinda sux. it seems like i got swollen lips... i wish i can re-do it. haiz. that was settled in the morning. after which, i met Tahnee in the library to edit her timetable. unfortunately, the webpage for the Alloc8 thing was down at that time. so i went home to rest first while she had to go for her Academic advice thing. we met again in the afternoon to take DELA together at Sydney Myers Asia Centre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;eye candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; was there toooo~ =D lovessss. tahnee said that he was ok looking- only. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;after the test, i followed Tahnee home and we watched a bit of Howl's Moving Castle. the quality of the show wasn't that great and the sub's in chinese. halfway through the movie, Xin Yue called my handphone and told me that she lost her wallet! eeks. when she entered tahnee's room, she was so serious. she left to go to steven's room in less than a min with us. soon after, we went to steven's room. steven had cooked lots of food for us to eat! yumm~ i love the chicken dish the best. and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;lu cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; (green tea)! of course. val couldn't make it because she was still shopping when we finished eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;anyway, tahnee let me bring home the pyjamas that she bought for me from China. it is unbelievably soft and warm!!! =D thanksss tahnee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; was the 1st day of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORIENTATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i was contacted by my host (indonesian girl) days before this day and i had promised her that i would come. well so, what can i say about my first day as a uni student??? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;actually i kinda dun like this day. the campus tour was boring. the local students were scary-looking people. the supposedly Asians were almost all PRs and they've got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; accent! so yeah, Shemali (Sri Lankan girl) and i are the only ones without the accent... oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i believe that my group has many smart people! one of the girl told us that she got 96.25% for her VCE! freaking HIGH!!! luckily, noone asked me how much i got. hope no one find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i met eye candy again. but i shunned from him somehow. i should have talked to him longer. maybe it's because he's got friends with him and val with me, so that's why i wanna leave him with his friends alone. anyway, i had nothing in mind to talk to him about at that moment. and i envy him. there's one aussie beside him! haiz. my aussie friend left me... her name's Cat. she's very friendly so i guess that's why i can click with her. she's very funny too. i think all the asian girls in my group are shorter than me. i felt pretty great actually to be standing taller than them. hehe. not often do i get to feel this way in Melb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;after our host left us, i joined Val to attend lectures about enhancing our studies in uni. i miss having her around to company me. all this uni life is making me dizzy. so many aussies arnd with their accent. argh! why can't i talk like them too???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-775963320763449727?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/775963320763449727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=775963320763449727' title='0 Comments'/><link 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rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;22/2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hmm...what have i done on Friday? can't remember. ouh! i went to Vic Mart with Tahnee. bought lots of fruits. but for once, Tahnee bought more than me. she herself was surprised at the load that she bought. haha. after which, i had cell group in the evening. ko rio wasn't back yet so ci elena took over the sharing of message. i had fun that night. we ALL had fun. it had been a long time since we last shared our lives. unfortunately i couldn't join their dinner together cause i already promised Fui Han a.k.a. Jesica that i'll b at home when she reached Melb. when i got home, i hurriedly packed my room for a bit n not too long later, she called saying that she'd arrived. and my room was still as messy- 'shipwreckish'. at first, i thought it would be awkward between us because we weren't exceptionally close during those Trinity year. i'm sure she's many dozen closer friends than me. but that night, we clicked just fine. even though i resented her **** way of talking, we understand each other. we get each other! both of us are lame and we love to laugh! we watched an episode of 'Supernatural' together in my room. she warned me that it would be scary at first and consequently, she dared not sleep on her own in the loving room below my room. we ended up sharing my bed that night. LOLs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;23/2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i woke up and got early cause i would b out with steven, xinyue and tahnee that day to Ikea. i actually intended to just tag along. but i ended up helping my hsemate buy some stuffs to help store our stuffs at home. also, i bought this teddy bear recliner seat that's for kids. but i guess i could use it too. it cost AU$129 and i felt really guilty that i bought it when it arrived the next morning. the bear was also too big for me to carry home so i had to send it for delivery, which cost AU$40 more, including the table, chairs and ironing board. that day, we spent 3 hrs altogether shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;that night, auntie Lanny invited me to come over at Verve cause she had got things to give me. actually i dared not go at first but since it would be rude to not go there and at least say hi, i went. and i was surprised to find myself liking the company there. i had loads of fun talking to tante, om, daniel and kelvin- whom i just knew. tante cut for us mango and gave me many veggies and soups. not to forget- cabe! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;24/2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i set my alarm to 7 in the morning. at abt 8 or so, the Ikea delivery man called. i woke Fui Han up so that she can help me to carry the 5 items to our room. it turned out that the men did it for us. i just had to come down to bring them up. when i opened our room door, a whiff of garlic smell escaped out. i was a bit embarrassed by this. but i just ignore it, pretending like everything's alright. anyway, one of the guys (Indian-like) guessed that i am from China. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;=.= well, not the first time someone said that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Fui Han helped me with the opening of boxes and much of the stuffs. the teddy bear seat was already fixed. but the table was a DIY thing and unfortunately, we didn't have a screwdriver to fix it so til now, it's still in the box-unfixed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i served as usher in church that sunday. ilona and valerie too. i felt quite awkward with the two of them actually. but for now, we are great. i think we lost that momentum for a while because of the holidays. after which, i had to rush back home as XiaoHui was planning to visit me and take her stuffs out too. when i got back home, FuiHan was up and sitting in front of her computer- as usual. i ate my left-over food, washed up and not too long later, XiaoHui came together with David and XinYan! (= what a pleasant surprise!~ FuiHan was in the toilet then and so they kept asking where's my hsemate that kind of thing. it was only until XinYan said that she wanted to use our toilet than FuiHan came out soon after. but XinYan already went down her room. it was really nice to have XiaoHui and David again in Arrow to chat with! i missed those timessssssssssss we spent together. both awkward and not. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;at night, XinYue came by my place while i was p**ping. FuiHan opened the door for me and that's how the two St Margs' girls met! lols. a short while later, Xin Yue and i were walking to Albert House. we met Joanna and many more people there too. i called her Juliana at first and was laughed at by the others. poor memory... what to do. few minutes later, Xin Yue, Alan, Guo Yuen, Min On, Hannah and i walked to Lygon and ate at Universal Pizza. we went home at about 8pm. truthfully, i felt quite awkward conversing with the guys that day. i had no idea why. )= i kinda missed Ben's presence that always sent all of us to laughter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4664016570869336032?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4664016570869336032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4664016570869336032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4664016570869336032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4664016570869336032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/02/pr3-uni-lif3.html' title='pr3-Uni liF3!!!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-5488325914481556769</id><published>2008-02-21T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T21:37:24.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eNrOllmEnt day @ UoM 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;enrollment started at 9am today. but i got up super early to do my hair. unfortunately, i arrived way too soon for the 'Introductory to Biomedicine' talk. i had planned to meet up with my chinese friend at 8.15am. however, she was running late so i had to go by myself to the Medical Building. i felt myself tensed bu for a bit. for a short moment i thought i was lost. but as if God has given me the road to follow, i was led to Wright Theatre. i took the lift up with an old man (professor-ish). he smiled then i smiled back. phew! so far so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i looked to my left and walked towards the theatre. there i saw Ean, sitting at the corner of a bench, looking like he's been stoning all the while. surprised him by shouting HI! to him. haha. we were glad to see fellow trinity students first! peace at heart and mind, you know. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;so we talked and talked. not long after, a student walked towards the theatre and since no one is inside yet, he also waited outside and stood by one of the white pillars. both of us noticed him, but of course, already being in our comfort zone, we became reluctant to walk up and said hi to him. soon, Ean and i had nth else to talk about. so then, i asked Ean whether he wanted to join me in meking new friend with the student. at first, we could not decide whether to go or not, until i just had the feeling to walk up front to introduce myself to him. Ean agreed to go at the next second and there we are. gathering our bags up and taking our steps, one by one, to approach the guy. well, it turned out introducing yourselves isn't easy at all, unlike the one that i had in mind before taking that step. saying my name out is easy but the after-part is hard. we turned silent for a short while and then the next second, all of us started to say something. haha! not-so perfect timing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;so anyways, his name is Alex. he's Japanese and had been studying in Sydney for 2 years now. he's handsome to be honest. definitely an eye candy. i wish that he could be in all of my classes, which is pretty much impossible (i may not have any class with him at all =.= being almost unlucky everytime). well, that's not the point. besides that little informtion i had about him, i also know that he actually intended to take Vet degree at first. had that passion for 4 years. but decided just about 4 months ago that he wanted to do BioMed. he has strong Aussie accent. tanned and pretty tall. he's living in a homestay kinda thing, with four other guys. hmm... that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;he is my first uni friend that is not from trinity or anywhere i know. so yeah. let's see how long this friendship can last! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-5488325914481556769?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/5488325914481556769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=5488325914481556769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5488325914481556769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5488325914481556769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/02/enrollment-day-uom-2008.html' title='eNrOllmEnt day @ UoM 2008'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-492720919033100079</id><published>2008-02-20T13:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T13:42:45.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Arnaldo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;oh btw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;ARNALDO GUNAWAN&lt;/span&gt;! (my brother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;18.2.2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;we celebrated it the other day at Tony Rhomas restaurant. my mum gave him $200 so that he could buy the jacket and wallet which he wants. lols. all of us attended except for my dad. he was in a concert. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;we cut the cake at home. they ate it in the morning. i actually wanted to eat it in the morning b4 my flight, but i forgot!!! oh nooooo~~~ i wanted to eat it. cause the cake looked so delicious! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;oh well~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-492720919033100079?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/492720919033100079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=492720919033100079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/492720919033100079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/492720919033100079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-arnaldo.html' title='Happy Birthday Arnaldo!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-7242437305573266063</id><published>2008-02-20T12:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T13:29:04.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY at KL... hIgH chOlEstrOl!!! =X and hOmesIck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i spent my cny in KL. it was okay. except tat we had to wait a long time for the food to come at every restaurant. it was a 2nights-3days 'tour'. we went there as a big family. this was my grandparent's idea. to treat the Malaysian managers they said. so of course, the last night of the tour was spent in the hotel ballroom. we stayed at Golden Horse Hotel. everywhere there was horses. left right front back...horses and more horses. lols. my cousin whose zodiac is horse had a miserable day cause she didn't like all those horses. she thought that they were too much for a hotel. haha. funny cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;for shopping, we went to KLCC. at that time, we were in a rush for time so all of us were separated and did our own stuff. since we heard that KLCC is notorious for the pickpockets, we were warned to be extra-careful while we had our fun. unfortunately, one of my uncle became a victim before lunch. RM3000 was stolen in a blink of an eye. wow! my uncle's daughters were so frustated that they sulked when they entered the restaurant where we dined at. my cousin did not really eat much. luckily, my the other uncle was right there at that time with that uncle. he managed to catch up with a friend of the pickpocket. however, things were so dubious in KLCC security that nothing was done at the end. money was stolen but justice was not ordered. how malicious KLCC is! so once the news were spread among the family members, we became extra careful when walking around the mall. instead of carrying our bags at the side, we pulled it to the front of our bodies. also, looking out for the pickpocket tt my cousin caught a glimpse of. hah! i think she'll remember his face forever. man~ what an unlucky day for our family! that uncle was supposed to treat us shopping too. (just a joke!) lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;we also ate a lot of seafood, especially crab, in KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"~"~"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;after the trip, i did a blood test at Mt E Hospital, Charles T Clinic. i was relieved as there wasn't any cancerous cells in my blood and urine. however, sth was wrong with my cholesterol level. it was exceptionally high for my age. 246! the doctor told me to exercise a lot and reduce my cholesterol intake. like dun eat too much pork and beef. kerang. prawns. only fish seems like the best thing for me to eat and Jap food, according to the doctor. and chicken is alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;but not the KFC ones. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;so for the past 10 days, i had been going to CG gym to work out and i almost succeeded going there everyday. until now of course. i dun have any pass to the gym or the pool. think i am going to sign up soon. so that i can be healthy again. i want to be healthy. and i have to be healthy to become a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"~"~"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my parents sent me to the airport ytd morning. mum prayed for me in the taxi. i was holding back the tears that had welled up inside my eyes. but suddenly, i burst out in tears. looking at me cry, my mum cried too. in the end, both of us were crying. mum held me in her arms and then i cried even more. i will miss her so much. and right now, i am missing her as i recalled that moment. last night, i spent the next 30 minutes of my sleep crying everything out. so that i won't feel much of the homesick anymore. but of course, til now, i still felt homesick. but just a little bit. miss you mum and dad! and of course my cute siblings!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"~"~"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;anyways, did you know that i bought myself two hamsters from CentrePoint- Pet Lovers Centre. lols. i named them Samuel and Kevin-males. then later, my brother and cousin also bought a pair of couples for themselves. each for $30 plus. so here's the interesting part, my brother Eric just called earlier on and told me that their hamsters just bear babies. two of them. red and hairless. just like piglets or taiwan sausages as i recalled our class pet hamster's years ago. right now, he's trying to send me the video clips of it. my other family members in Singapore haven't known about this yet. Eric said he will announce it to them later on. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"~"~"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;so tomorrow i am gonna go to Mel U orientation. oh gosh! it's gonna be exciting and fun i think. engaging with the Aussie for the first time. (= i am just gonna be MYSELF. i will blog about it tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-7242437305573266063?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/7242437305573266063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=7242437305573266063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7242437305573266063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7242437305573266063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-at-kl-high-cholestrol-x-and.html' title='CNY at KL... hIgH chOlEstrOl!!! =X and hOmesIck.'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4951355047546611916</id><published>2008-01-20T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:09:17.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nIght sAfarI~ cominggggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;it is truly a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;the weather forecast predicted that it would rain today. thunderstorm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;but outside right now, it is very fine. no sign of thunder whatsoever. Hallelujah! we can now go to Night Safari, according to plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;hOoray!!! animals in the zoo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE I COME&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna come along too?&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4951355047546611916?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4951355047546611916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4951355047546611916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4951355047546611916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4951355047546611916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/01/night-safari-cominggggggg.html' title='nIght sAfarI~ cominggggggg'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-385050382339470768</id><published>2008-01-19T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:11:32.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testimony- smooth sailing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;thank you my brothers and sister, and mum i believe, for wishing me well and helping me make this night a happy and special one. i actually felt happy, even to share it with my mum's friends. i really thank God for this opportunity because i see this as a stepping stone for me to become WL in oikos Melb. truly overwhelmed by His goodness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so what have i got for tomorrow? oh yes. my family and i are going to Night Safari! it'd been a long time since i last went there. probably when i was still quite young. i remembered going there with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kukong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;. we would get so excited to see the nocturnal animals and would often whistle for the rest of them to come out, hoping that by any chance they might be tricked into coming out into the open. those were definitely special memories that i have as a child. but tomorrow, it will be different because i am a growing adult now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yes i consider myself to be an adult now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;church will start at 10.30 in the morning. i hope we arrived on time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;i love God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-385050382339470768?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/385050382339470768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=385050382339470768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/385050382339470768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/385050382339470768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/01/testimony-smooth-sailing.html' title='testimony- smooth sailing!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-2961297878802902212</id><published>2008-01-19T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T11:23:49.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing the Giants!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Facing the&lt;/span&gt; Giants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; again for the second time, i think. cried. overwhelmed by the power of God. of what He can do through those who He loves. this is good. inspired me to give the testimony later on for cell group. which will hopefully prepare me for leading the worship in Melbourne soon. give me courage to carry His will in my life. and how honoured i am to be used for God's plan in this broken world!&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"When we &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;win&lt;/span&gt;, we praise Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;When we&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; lose&lt;/span&gt;, we praise Him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-2961297878802902212?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/2961297878802902212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=2961297878802902212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2961297878802902212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2961297878802902212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/01/facing-giants.html' title='Facing the Giants!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1908932684718793091</id><published>2008-01-18T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T14:53:24.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testimony night tomorrow =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i got to give a testimony tomorrow night. it is going to be about how my life has transformed since becoming a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;christian&lt;/span&gt;. testimonies aren't actually hard to prepare but because this is my first time, i think that is why i am starting to feel a little nervous and pressurized about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;God, please help me. i want people to rejoice over the blessings that you've poured over me. help me to convey to them a clear message about how they can improve their lives by living in the truth- the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1908932684718793091?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1908932684718793091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1908932684718793091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1908932684718793091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1908932684718793091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/01/testimony-night-tomorrow.html' title='testimony night tomorrow =.='/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1570522117780969775</id><published>2008-01-17T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:41:10.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~cLov3rFIeLd~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;CLOVERFIELD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;with Eric today. we both had to agree that the movie was awesome!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two-thumbs up and a must watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i accompanied Eric choose his new clothes for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;hinese &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;ew &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;ear. in the end, he bought 3 shirts from Topman and they cost him $175. cause we spent more than $160, we are entitled to a membership card. eric told me that i could have it so i signed my name on it. at the end, we were both happy. before we took a taxi home, we bought CDs at 'That CD Shop'- Amy Winehouse and Avril Lavigne&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (eric bought one cause 3 For $49.90)&lt;/span&gt;. actually i wanted &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy Season 2&lt;/span&gt; but i couldn't find it anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stole&lt;/span&gt; 2 indomie Kari Ayam from ama's house. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;oops.&lt;/span&gt; did i just typed it all out? cause it's supposed to be a secret! oh noooo... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;hehe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1570522117780969775?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1570522117780969775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1570522117780969775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1570522117780969775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1570522117780969775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/01/clov3rfield.html' title='~cLov3rFIeLd~'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-7798716401775209116</id><published>2008-01-16T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T13:42:01.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my visit to Padang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hello i have returned from my hometown- Padang! wew. so many things happened even though it was just a 3-days visit only. i am happy to be able to blog it because some of them are quite funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;on the 12th, mum and i arrived at night, around 9 or so. dad came to fetch us back and before we went home, dad brought us to eat satay near a &lt;em&gt;mesjid.&lt;/em&gt; mosque. for a roadside stall, it should be awarded a five-star award! tasted even better than the ones at Harum Manis. mum and dad ate all the gravy, with the help of some crackers. as for me, i used a teaspoon to sip the gravy. it's THAT good. yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;every night at Padang, i almost suffered because the room was stuffy, to me and mami. also, we had to use the blanket because the mosquitoes are always hungry for blood in Padang. but papi refused to lower the temperature because he felt that it's freezing already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the following day, 13th, mum and i went to church, together with ako. i am surprised to see that the condition of the church place has much improved than the last time i been there. instead of a small area with crowded chairs and few people taking up the front seats, there was double of that area with double the chairs and triple the people. many of the congregation are not chinese. supposedly muslim. still, they were present then at a christian ceremony. so glad to see God moving in Padang! Hallelujah! but i noticed that my Mickey Mouse watch was missing at that time! Noooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after church, we went to eat at Harum Manis. the being reason is not to eat actually. but the toilet. well, ako needed to go. i ordered Sate Desi only because early in the morning, i had eaten Indomie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when we finished, i went to Yanie Salon to cut and curl my hair. digital perm. Rp 250,000.00 How cheap is that! that is why i always go to Yi-yi Beng-Wah. the process took me 4 long hours. while waiting for my hair to set, i continued reading 'Kite Runner'. it was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;before returning home, mami suggested that we buy durians. well, she did. 2. was she happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;something happened while we almost reached home. we witnessed an accident, involving a motorcycle and a car. of course, the motorcycle had the most injuries. not only was his bike overturned, the bread that he carried scattered on the ground. he was not spared either, thrown onto the floor. almost instantly, people from all kinds of direction came rushing towards him and carried him into the car, while others helped to pick up the packets of bread on the road. all three of us uttered words of shock inside our own car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;at night, papi bought for us Nasi Goreng Petai. delicious delicious. made my mouth water with every bite that i take. if you haven't tried it, don't claim you know Padang well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that night, i couldn't sleep well again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;on the 14th, we ate at Harum Manis. this time i ordered Mie Pangsit. maybe it's because i had not eaten it for a long time, but it tasted so superb! man, i should have eaten more of this last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;then, mum brought me to the market. again, people claimed that my mum looked like my sister. many were shocked that i had grown so big. not big as in fat, but mature. it was raining so we rushed through the market. the one good thing about going to Pasar Tanah Kongsi is that since many people knew my mum there and she could speak &lt;em&gt;minang&lt;/em&gt; well, they were making lovely and funny conversations with my mum. i remained silent because most of the time, i was still trying to find out what they were talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;something happened too at the market. it was when mum and i were selecting some &lt;em&gt;terung pirus&lt;/em&gt;. i was squatting down to rest and choose when suddenly, a motorcycle zoomed behind us and crashed. we quickly turned around and were shocked to see a woman on the ground. many helped her up. thankfully, she could stand up on her own. she said that she was trying to pick up her money that had dropped onto the ground. but because the degree that the motorcycle had turned was more than it should have, the whole thing went out of hand. the stall that it crashed to was one of my mum's friend's. he is a fruit-seller and has quite a charming smile. both mum and him always teased one another in a funny and friendly way. i wondered whether mum has developed any special feelings for him or not. i hope not. the small accident caused the motorcycle to lose its plate number. so that fruit seller held it up above the head and told everyone to buy lucky-draw tickets that has the numbers on the plate. that sent everyone roaring with laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;then om pian fetched us from the market. strange thing. i didn't see on kenek during my stay. i heard from papi that he wasn't happy working with us anymore. disappointing. anyway, mum bought fishes near the Padang beach. we drove along the beaches and i was happy to see that the road along the beach had extended by twice the before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;for lunch, we ate at Samudera Jaya. we ordered its famous curry fish, black pepper crab and kangkong terasi. i had the most wonderful time eating it. also, i met my long lost friend Friska. she had grown fatter than the last time i saw her. taller though. we also promised to keep in touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;for dinner, we ate at Apollo. since we were still full from the meal before, we ordered little. mum and i shared one rice portion. in addition, we also ordered &lt;em&gt;sup kepiting&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;ikan belado&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;sabu-sabu tahu&lt;/em&gt;. it turned out that we ordered the wrong kind of &lt;em&gt;tahu&lt;/em&gt; as expected. well, we ate it anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;that night, i had more mosquito bites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the last day of my visit, i woke up after mum and dad left the house for breakfast. i already asked them to buy for me &lt;em&gt;Mie Pangsit&lt;/em&gt; before they left and then, i fell asleep again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when i woke up, i ate and packed the luggage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after bathing, mum and i went to buy food to bring to S'pore. first we stopped at Cik Elok to buy their jaring and then, we ate at Sederhana. dad came later than us. when i tried the food, i was surprised at how good their &lt;em&gt;ayam kelio&lt;/em&gt; is. mum and dad told me that this restaurant has the best of it. yummm. i also tried the &lt;em&gt;ayam pop&lt;/em&gt; there. it tasted funny though. unlike the normal ones. mum said it's because of the oil that they used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after that, i visited the saloon again. this time to colour my hair. it took me two and a half hour altogether. again, i read my storybook. the story was getting more and more interesting with every page i turned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mum came to fetch me and made payments. then, we went to buy food at Martabak Kubang and Martabak Manis. the chocolate and cheese martabak always tastes good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then Nasi Kapau at Semalam Suntuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then, we visited En-Kim in her shop. she was gift-wrapping for these two girls. she knew their names well and were making friendly conversations. i guess they were her frequent customers. mum said that she was pregnant, in her fourth month now. i noticed that her tummy has bulged, bigger than before. thinking of it, i think to myself. woah, oma has gained herself another grandchild! how happy she must have been! then, mum and i unloaded plastics of fruits and old clothes from our home for En Kim's children to use. unfortunately, there were no more baby clothes since all of them have been given to other people. minutes after we chatted, Tian came back home from school. he was so shy and had become more handsome than before. he looks so much like his father, including the bunny teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and then we returned home and get ready for departure, back to S'pore, &lt;em&gt;my second home&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-7798716401775209116?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/7798716401775209116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=7798716401775209116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7798716401775209116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7798716401775209116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-visit-to-padang.html' title='my visit to Padang'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-7279070065030371921</id><published>2008-01-10T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T11:28:33.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;so continuing on what i've said, i recovered fully only after i ate the pills and applied the cream regularly. many nights i'd lay on the bed, scratching my arm with anger and frustation as to how could this happen to me all of a sudden on a new year day. the first night i wasn't scratching anymore, i thank God for answering my prayer and made me well again. Hallelujah to the awesome God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;tonight is the last night my neighbour, hangout friend named Wei Quan is going for his National Service. haix. another friend gone. also, shi han is going for a school camp. tada! castle green has shrunk once more! it had once been pretty complete with Gio back with us for a week or so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;these few days i have been busy with my offer acceptance and visa application forms. there is so many so many things that the government wanted to see in order to grant me a 3-year visa for my university years. of course i wasn't all alone. mum is always with me. haix. really grateful that she is willing to sacrifice her time for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;next saturday onwards, i will have exactly one month left towards my return to Melbourne. time flies so quickly, far far beyond my expectation. i had done pretty much nothing, to be honest. i actually had big plans for the holidays. then again, it's true what people say. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EASIER SAID THAN DONE.&lt;/span&gt; well, that's what i am experiencing right now. the fear of seeking employment here in Singapore still remains in my head. partly for being lazy too. perhaps that's why i'm still stuck doing practically nothing at all. looking back now, i had wasted so much of it already. haix. what should i do???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;braces? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;work for sacek? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;exercise to lose 3 kilos? AMIN!&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; (hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;but most importantly, i want to settle the crucial things first. i need to be accepted into Melbourne University! after that, then i will carry on doing other stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255);" &gt;that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;first thing always comes first.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-7279070065030371921?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/7279070065030371921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=7279070065030371921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7279070065030371921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7279070065030371921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/01/continued.html' title='continued...'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4066652311574648196</id><published>2008-01-09T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:05:02.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nEw yEar greeted with a RASH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;this is rather late to say but i just want to say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to everybody officially!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;forget the past, and welcome the future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;however, my first day of the year turned out not as great as i thought. some of you probably had the greatest time of all! some of you may be even celebrating it at Vivo City! glad you guys enjoyed yourself that night. unfortunately, mine was like this. i was worried about something that happened to me on that festive night. the night was supposed to be insanely fun with my cousins and sister. we could have chatted and shared our life stories with one another. BUT. it really was bad luck that i developed some kind of rash on my arm that night. could have been allergy. could have been of what i ate. could have been what i drink. or could have been that my skin is sensitive to some particular thing. (to be cont'd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4066652311574648196?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4066652311574648196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4066652311574648196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4066652311574648196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4066652311574648196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-greeted-with-rash.html' title='nEw yEar greeted with a RASH!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-5554416170737844286</id><published>2007-12-14T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:17:05.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my future: BIOMEDICINE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;blah. trinity cheats my time! i can actually go back tonight!!! the date for collection of results has been changed to yesterday and we can access it online. so it was no longer a surprise for me anymore when i saw the official statement of result. i didn't even bother looking inside of it and prepare to cry or smile. instead i whined about how lousy the certificate was. i expected to see our final exam marks in it. but nope. it was the final mark accumulated that's on it. no proof of how they've calculated it. haix. then how can i know in which exams have i performed the worst?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;anyway, so my average is 89.25 and so, i will not be considered for a place in Medicine- Melbourne University. Well, though i didn't get what i wanted, it's okay. i believe that God has something greater for me to accomplish. i am still holding on to His promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So Biomed will be my future study. well, i am pretty excited about it. can't wait to learn more and more and get one more step closer towards more dream! woots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i just would like to proclaim the Lord's blessings upon me this whole year! Hallelujah! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-5554416170737844286?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/5554416170737844286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=5554416170737844286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5554416170737844286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5554416170737844286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-future-biomedicine.html' title='my future: BIOMEDICINE!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4713680340861138233</id><published>2007-12-13T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T12:13:37.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrendering to God!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;2 days more to Singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1 more day to release of results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;oh my gosh! it's tomorrow!!! i am going to Wynn Cottage to view my results. the moment everyone of us is waiting for. finally after all those hard work and perseverance! so my future will depend on how well i've performed throughout the Foundation Programme. i may laugh or cry tomorrow. i may even not score high enough to make it into my dream course- MEDICINE. but you know what? i am so tired of worrying so much about creating my own future that i have decided to place my fate in God's hands. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;trust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that He will make it beautiful and maximise my life to its optimum. the road ahead may not be as smooth as i wanted it to be. it may be full of bumps and stones hindering me towards my destination, but who cares? with God, i believe that He will guide me after i surrendered my life into His hands. it is said that where y0ur destination is isn't important. what's more important is the journey towards that destination. it actually is a simple thing to understanding and do. it is not from our destination that we learn our lessons, but it's from our journey and how we overcome those setbacks in life. these processes are more important my friends! so let us not worry about the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; in God's power to make y0ur life abundant and meaningful! hold on to His promises!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;perhaps that is the reason why i don't feel afraid of the future that lies ahead of me. no matter what happens, i have God by my side! what is there to be afraid of? in the bible, it's said that the angels, and even demons, bow before Him. we are worshipping an alive God so get rid of all those negative thoughts and renew it all in the name of Jesus Christ! be positive towards the future! this is what i've learnt from the book of PURPOSE-DRIVEN LIFE. it has definitely changed my life so much since the first day i start reading it. Thank You, Eric Warren for this life-changing book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;for the past few days, i went to buy souvenirs for my dearest family and friends back in Singapore. last holidays, i had not the time to buy something back for them. since i have graduated already, i have the time in the world to get them each something from Melbourne. but actually, the time isn't enough. too little time left, too much to do!!! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tata now, i have got to continue packing my luggage and clean up the mess in the house. wuahhhh...MESSY! if my mum sees it, she will definitely shake her head in disbelief at what i have turned the house to become in just 10 days or so. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4713680340861138233?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4713680340861138233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4713680340861138233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4713680340861138233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4713680340861138233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/12/surrendering-to-god.html' title='Surrendering to God!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-7981509737667044293</id><published>2007-12-12T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T21:26:13.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSPIRING POEMS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/R1_fLxip6cI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6V5Q-cgj3m8/s1600-h/DSC04864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/R1_fLxip6cI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6V5Q-cgj3m8/s320/DSC04864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143074692850641346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/R1_fMhip6dI/AAAAAAAAAWc/temm2zE2lpg/s1600-h/DSC04857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/R1_fMhip6dI/AAAAAAAAAWc/temm2zE2lpg/s320/DSC04857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143074705735543250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'd Rather Watch a Winner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd rather watch a winner, than hear one any day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd rather have one walk with me than merely show the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The eye's a better pupil and more willing than the ear;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fine counsel is confusing, but example's always clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the best of all the coaches are the ones who live their creeds;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For to see the good in action is what everybody needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can soon learn how to do it if you'll let me see it done;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can watch your hands in action, but your tongue too fast may run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the lectures you deliver may be very wise and true;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I'd rather get my lessons by observing what you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For I may misunderstand you and the high advice you give;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But there's no misunderstanding how you act and how you live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd rather watch a winner, than hear one any day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/R1_fNBip6eI/AAAAAAAAAWk/t4D2vtnEBcc/s1600-h/DSC04871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/R1_fNBip6eI/AAAAAAAAAWk/t4D2vtnEBcc/s320/DSC04871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143074714325477858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;If you think You can, You can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can be  a  total winner, even if  you're a beginner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you think you can, you can- if you think you can, you can;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can wear the gold medallion, you can ride your own black stallion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you think you can, you can-if you think you can, you can;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not your talent, or the gifted birth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not your bank book that determines worth;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it isn't in the color of your skin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's your attitude that lets you win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can profit through inflation, you can redirect this nation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you think you can, you can- if you think you can, you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It doesn't matter if you've won,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It makes no difference what the half-time score;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's never over 'til the final gun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So keep on trying and you'll find you've won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just grab your dream and then believe it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go out and work, and you'll achieve it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you think you can, you can- if you think you can, you can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Believe in God- and you're halfway there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Believe in yourself- and you're three-quarters there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: courier new;"&gt;These are inspiring poems copied from Val's book. it teaches us how to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;succeed&lt;/span&gt; in life. thus it's worth the read and application into our own lives. I do hope that any one of you feeling hopeless will spend the time to read it, and hopefully, the poems can give some encouragement to you as they did for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-7981509737667044293?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/7981509737667044293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=7981509737667044293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7981509737667044293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7981509737667044293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/12/inspiring-poems.html' title='INSPIRING POEMS!!!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/R1_fLxip6cI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6V5Q-cgj3m8/s72-c/DSC04864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-6918288580793867268</id><published>2007-12-11T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T18:07:10.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TCFS Graduation @ Wilson Hall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/R15Wdxip6bI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rRY9XH4HyHs/s1600-h/DSC04880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/R15Wdxip6bI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rRY9XH4HyHs/s320/DSC04880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142642894018570674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;graduated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh hem... i would like to start by giving my blog my graduation speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i would like to thank God for making this possible. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(that you know i am safe in Melbourne and that i did not die halfway suppressed by the stress of the exams and challenges)&lt;/span&gt; in these moments, he never leave me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(always standing by me and comforting my heavy or troubled heart)&lt;/span&gt; GOD, i am glad that Your are my almighty God, worthy of ALL praise! =D no words can express how much You deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, my parents. without their support and encouragement, i would never have come to where i have come now. TERIMA KASIH papi and mami!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS FOREVER! (= in this year, i have learnt so much. things that i could not have learnt if i were to stay in singapore with the family. it had been an eye-opener for me and i have come to gain more confidence in myself in independent living. i feel as if there is nothing that is too hard for me to accomplish even without you guys whom i always depend on. right now, i just hope that my results will be very pleasing to both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, to all my trinity friends and POJ sisters and brothers. THANK YOU a lot for your help and advice. especially Sally, Valerie, Tahnee and Jovita. you guys have been amazing to me. though of course, we did find ourselves not as close as other people would have been sometime, but i have treated you guys like my very own sisters and brothers. although honestly speaking, not everything that you do to me was ALL PERFECT in my way, i still do treasure this FRIENDSHIP that we have. for one, our friendship has been based on God and i am proud of that. not many people do and that kind of relationship will never be perfect, as you all know right? i mean of course, nothing is perfect in this world. but yeah. our FRIENDSHIP has been tested and still, we are contacting one another and hanging out! that's great! i can tell that sometimes not everything that i did were acceptable and pleasant to you guys, but still you guys forgive me and treat me like a family. i can feel the warmth from all of your smiles! as another year is beginning, we all will be separated for few months. i hope we will still keep in contact guys!!! never ever forget the times that we spent together. the memories will stick to my heart forever and ever! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, i thank Trinity College and its staff members who has made this journey right for each and every one of us. Cheng and Glen, THANK YOU. to every teachers that has taught me things i am not aware of. my utmost gratitude! i am so glad to have met all of these angels in Trinity. Anthony Klemm, Susan Bendall, Jonathan Barlow, Mike Heald, Peter Hird, Mei Fong and Danny Fahey! (= Thank You. &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/16543858-6918288580793867268?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/6918288580793867268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=6918288580793867268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6918288580793867268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6918288580793867268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/12/tcfs-graduation-wilson-hall.html' title='TCFS Graduation @ Wilson Hall!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/R15Wdxip6bI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rRY9XH4HyHs/s72-c/DSC04880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-9216935710000309355</id><published>2007-11-04T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:16:02.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADELAIDE 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the sad thing was it drizzled while i rushed to the University. also, University of Adelaide is a big campus. the email specifically states that it will be at Medical South building. i tried looking for it around and was kinda worried about it because it was already 11.05am and i had to be there at least by 11.10am. so after few minutes of searching, i decided to ask someone in the campus for direction. but everywhere i see, people seemed so busy. the Asian ones were busy with their handphones. the Caucasians seemed so hostile to Asians. i looked at my watch. that's it. not much time left. either go or waste the entire whole trip fee. so i dared myself and finally managed to ask 2 Caucasian guys for direction. man. they're so adorable! hehe. and very helpful. i feel so thankful to God for sending me so many helpful people while i was in Adelaide. from the bottom of my heart. i thank God that because of him i was not at all alone there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;almost immediately after i sat down in the waiting lounge, i was called for the interviewer. i don't want to exaggerate what actually happened on that day because i was too carried away by my mood here in this blog. so i'll try to write as real as possible. here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;interviewer: take a sit.&lt;br /&gt;me: thank you.&lt;br /&gt;interviewer and i exchanged glances. i wondered why she did not talk yet.&lt;br /&gt;interviewer: would you like to take a cup of water?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes please. thank you. (pouring mysely the water and she looked)&lt;br /&gt;interviewer: alright. basically today i would just like to ask you questions mainly about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;me: okay.&lt;br /&gt;interviewer: so what makes you want to study dentistry?&lt;br /&gt;(this is the question that i gave a screwed up answer)&lt;br /&gt;me: actually..i don't want to take up dentistry. i want medicine instead. but because of my PQA test results, it is said that i am not qualified for medicine. my parents also want me to study dentistry because they said that a girl shouldn't study til a high degree and a long time. but i have a great desire to do medicine in future. so because of this, i just leave everything to fate (actually i wanted to say God). if my results are high enough for me to enter into medicine course, then i will. but if it's too low, then i'll take up dentistry.&lt;br /&gt;(so dumb, right? many people said that i shouldn't be too frank with them. but at least i'm being honest.)&lt;br /&gt;interviewer: in that case, why do you want to study medicine?&lt;br /&gt;me: oh. because my ambition is to be a peadiatrician&lt;br /&gt;interviewer: so what interests you to University of Adelaide?&lt;br /&gt;me: err...actually i heard about it from our school advisors that Uni of Ade isvery good in their sciences. it's the third highest in australia, right? that's why i applied into here.&lt;br /&gt;interviewer: have you visited our website? which course attracts you?&lt;br /&gt;me: er...actually nope.&lt;br /&gt;interviewer: okay. what do you think a dentist will deal with at work?&lt;br /&gt;me: cleaning people's teeth, surgeries, braces and so on?&lt;br /&gt;(the lady was looking at my hands the whole time i was talking.)&lt;br /&gt;interviewer: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-6215755200855364686</id><published>2007-11-03T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T11:24:33.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADELAIDE 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;on the plane, a handsome Asian guy sat beside me. i actually wanted to make a conversation with him. but looking at him read his papers with much concentration, i decided not to disturb or not. so i continued reading my National Geographic stories. honestly speaking, the stories that is inside are pretty boring to me but since i got nothing else better to do, i had no choice but to read. i so regretted not sitting beside Nathalie when she asked me to. haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the flight was only an hour plus long. so i don't have enough time to sleep with the dinner thing and all. so when i walked out of the plane, my mind was dozing off. i wasn't really focusing much on the interior of Adelaide Airport. all i can describe to you is that it's very plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nathalie's dad offered to send me to my hotel. it was really nice of him. during the ride to the hotel, he chatted with the taxi driver. interesting facts about the taxi driver: he was a refugee and has been living in Adelaide since then. we also learnt many facts about Adelaide from him: Adelaide and Cranberra are the only two cities that are planned by the government. along the way to the hotel, he showed us interesting places like the Adelaide Museum, Art Gallery and the lake, not to forget, also University of Adelaide. taking account into these places, my adventure in Adelaide begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;at last, the taxi halted in front of Majestic Roof Garden Hotel. i checked in at the reception and a Malay guy served me. looking at my passport, he asked whether i was Indonesian. afterwhich i made the payment by cash, including the cash bond. my room was on the 5th floor #512. it was a suite and thus the room was enormous! the toilet's huge! there's even a balcony for the  clothes to dry at. it was such a pity that by the next morning 11am, i would have to check out already. i took many shots of the room and myself. hehe. i felt really excited to be living in my own hotel room. it sure was a lifetime experience. in future, this might not have happened anymore. so i unpacked my luggage and prepared the clothes that i would wear for the interview in the morning. then i rested for the day. a long day it had been!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;in the morning, i got up @ 9am and took a bath. brushed my teeth and brewed myself a cup of breakfast tea. also, i ate some gummies and that's all i had for breakfast. then, i packed my luggage for checkout. this was when i had to train myself for future packing. most importantly, i cannot forget to bring anymore things. because once i leave it in that room, i cannot take it back. pack carefully! and hey, i did it! i didn't leave a single stuff behind, except for my hairband i guess. oh well. i guess it was time for it to go. just kidding. before i left the hotel room, i sneaked all the shower products into my luggage and then closed the door behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;when the two hotel receptionists came back from inspecting my room, one had a smile on his face. suddenly i felt a sense of guilt within me. were they laughing because they found out about me taking away all of their shower products? oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i left my luggage at the reception before walking towards University of Adelaide. so i didn't have to drag it along with me if i were to shop around the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;(to be cont'd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-6215755200855364686?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/6215755200855364686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=6215755200855364686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6215755200855364686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6215755200855364686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/11/adelaide-2.html' title='ADELAIDE 2'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-6903438337536964844</id><published>2007-11-02T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:35:52.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADELAIDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ADELAIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;on Monday, it's crazy. i still hadn't booked my &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hotel yet and withdraw money out from the bacnk so that i could use some at Adelaide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;(duh. shopping man!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so, i went to the STA tr&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;avel @ Union House to ask one of the staff to help me reserve a hotel @ Majestic Roof Garden. but he told me that everything was fully booked. when i heard this, i was shocked and my heart panicked. HOW HOW HOW?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;don't tell me i really have to sleep under the bridge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;like Tito said if he couldn't get a place to stay there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;??? (besides me, Tito, Chris, Nathalie and Bao went to Adelaide too. but some of us were on different dates. nathalie's date is the same as mine.) so after school while i was having my drama meeting @ computer lab Swanston, i called Majestic Roof Garden to make a hotel reservation. the receiver told me that all the executives were fully-booked, only left the business suites. upon hearing this, i immediately said yes w/o thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ckckck. boros nih mary. tapi ngak papa lah ya.. kan cuma buat 1 malam doank. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;on Tuesday after my Maths 1 lecture, i hurried back home. i felt really scared and excited at the same time. i cannot imagine myself going to Adelaide by my own. luckily Nathalie will be flying together with the same flight. this is honestly first time for me. i am so afraid of being lonely at a place which i am not familiar with. i would never know what i am going to do there. Jon came over to my place to help xiaohui do her laundry and then pack her bed a bit. after that, i went to his place to make a StarBus booking through his internet. then at around 6pm, he helped me w&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ith my luggage down to wait for the bus. along the way out of Arrow, i met my Trinity friends and they all wondered seeing me with the luggage. haha! so funny to see their faces. anyway, then i received an SMS from Qantas, texting that the flight will be delayed. so then, jon and i went up to the house again and spent an hour re-booking StarBus. everything is really in a mess. i couldn't think properly. i felt really lucky to have jon accompanying me that evening. it was really nice of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am not alone after all throughout my entire trip. i met Nathalie, her dad and brother at the waiting area. i was reading a National Geographic journal (i bought at the bookstore so that i won't feel bored) before i was distracted by the children running around in front of me. especially this particular china toddler. he was super cute! Although he was still a 'baby', he could run even faster than a 4 year old. seriously, i was shocked at how good he was with his legs. he was so cute too, always wanting to chase after two girls from Mexico? not sure.well, he sure is cheeky. a small flirt! haha. soon it was time for us to board the plane. that was when Nathalie and her family came. i felt so happy to see her. her father was a man of few words, especially her brother. if i didn't say hi to him first, i doubt he would. his name's Benjamin and he looked differently than Nathalie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;(to be cont'd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-6903438337536964844?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/6903438337536964844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=6903438337536964844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6903438337536964844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6903438337536964844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/11/adelaide.html' title='ADELAIDE'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4551026829575870872</id><published>2007-10-17T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T19:36:19.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SprIng FestIvaL (=</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=blue&gt;AGAIN, it was a pleasant experience tonight on the stage! it surely was! there was no pressure. even though i admit that there were indeed mistakes here and there during the song, we were not at all worried. in fact, we felt very happy and joyful to be able to perform for our dear friends in trinity. God is indeed great! if not for him, we would not be able to sing honorably just now. Hallelujah! i would like to say to Melissa, Eunice, Emmelline and Jovita, "&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;" because of you guys, i could make it in time to join in the fun! it was great team effort guys!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=orange&gt;however, it was sad to say that this is the last time that i will be performing in trinity. before the performance, i chatted with Bill (chem tutor) for the first time! and upon noticing this, it occur to me that my time left in trinity is very short only. suddenly i felt so sad that i did not put enough effort in knowing everyone else in trinity. it was just too short a time to get to know everybody. )= i am so gonna miss my trinity friends!!! *sobx sobx*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=violet&gt;in addition, i also would like to thank my friends for coming down to Charles Pearson building to watch us perform. you guys were such awesome crowd! although i noticed that our group were not the most welcomed group of all, i still felt that my group members did the best that we can and that is enough. overall, it is a success! (=&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;okay... next week is my EAP presentation week. and at present, i haven't yet done my plan yet. so screwed up! i mean... so confused right now what i am supposed to do! but i believe that with God, it will be a success... just like today's performance! i willingly surrender everything into his mighty hands.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4551026829575870872?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4551026829575870872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4551026829575870872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4551026829575870872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4551026829575870872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/10/spring-festival.html' title='SprIng FestIvaL (='/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-3103661153967458360</id><published>2007-10-09T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:04:35.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hOmeSiCK!</title><content type='html'>i can't believe it. i've always been travelling back and forth from my family since young. but until now, i am still missing them so much. as if i am separated away from them for the first time. how can that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lonely now here in melbourne. een though i have friends around me, but no one has ever made me feel like i'm home. get what i mean? i mean sometimes these friends really are true friends. but one day, the relationship just slowly fades away. how sad! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now chatting with pris online and we both are not happy yet at where we are now. we both realized that family is the best! friends come and go, but not family. after all, your name contains your family name. so as long you live, your family will always follow you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, my mum gave me a call. i finally confessed to her that i cried the other night. because i couldn't take it anymore. she kept on asking me to go to the doctor because she thought i was very sick. so i told her that i was not actually sick but just feeling a headache and suddenly miss home. then she told me that eric and her might be coming to mebourne to support me for my EOY exams! OMGosh! i was so touched when she said that. i can;t wait to see them again! and i can;t wait for eric to settle down at melbourne and live with me! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i was so tired... today i skipped the morning classes. drama and HOI lecture! wuahhhhhh~ lazy Mary! i know. haix. yesterday i promised to see Danny in class but i did not turn up for class today. oh man! i have lied to Danny! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday has been very interesting! (= i enjoyed it very much!!! i enjoyed every day of it. it is so much more fun than this! i miss everyone back home! mami, papi, ama, lyn, eric, naldo, erica, ayrton, tin, kakak, kak yani... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WANT TO GO BACK HOME!!!&lt;/b&gt; )=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-3103661153967458360?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/3103661153967458360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=3103661153967458360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3103661153967458360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3103661153967458360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/10/homesick.html' title='hOmeSiCK!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-2557986649251356405</id><published>2007-09-19T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T19:30:30.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams finally over!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;EXAMS are finally OVER!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=blue&gt;immediately straight after all of us were dismissed, i went to Albert House to view the rooms. the owner, Uncle Andrew, gave us a list of the room prices in case we decided to stay there. i have to agree that it was a lovely place. but the place is kinda stuffy. the smell of food coming from the cafeteria is very tempting indeed. the students staying there are almost all trinity students. it's nice to see that they are living together and had a close bond among themselves. i think this is what many student apartments lack. the bond! for example, there are mostly university students staying here at Arrow. these people are adults already. i feel that there's an age gap in between. however, at Albert House, they are around the same age and i bet Uncle Andrew and his wife care a lot for the students living there. but i heard that next year, many of them are moving out. hmm? maybe it's not that good after all.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;for lunch, we ate pizza and pasta at lygon. (= the restaurant waiter gave us discounts! it's special for beautiful ladies, he said. ya right! i bet it's because the restaurant's empty. ckckck. sad sad sad. well, this is the first time val, tahnee, xin yue and i ate together like this. (=&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=orange&gt;as for tomorrow, we already had many events lined up.&lt;br /&gt;1. we'll be meeting up @ Melb Ctrl to go Boxhill for dimsum.&lt;br /&gt;2. after that, we'll be visiting xin yue's place- Richmond and then shopping time!&lt;br /&gt;3. later in the afternoon, val and i are going to meet Ko Rio to discuss our drama storyline. not much time left!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=yellow&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 more nights to go~~~!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-2557986649251356405?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/2557986649251356405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=2557986649251356405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2557986649251356405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2557986649251356405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/09/exams-finally-over.html' title='Exams finally over!!!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-6953759933186487964</id><published>2007-09-16T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T15:22:40.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU CAN DO IT! (=</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=violet&gt;i am really worried about maths examination tomorrow. it's pretty surprising because usually i would not be so worried as this for maths. more for literature. but this time round, i am worried sick for all subjects. to be honest, it's because i know i did not put in 100% effort into the revision. so yeah, that's why. i only have myself to blame. argh! if only i could have another week to prepare... i can;t believe time flies by so quickly. tomorrow is the start of the exam already and i am still slacking away~ ckckck~ so unlike the last term. i fell into many temptations. too much. )=&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=blue&gt;i should not have bought the tickets back! seriously! i should be using this time to study, discuss drama for church and enjoy Melbourne. haix. even Ko Iwan tegur me just now. he said the next time there's holiday i should not go back. it's better to save the ticket money to shop instead. oh well~ what's done is done. well, at least now i know that i should not go back for holiday.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=orange&gt;nevertheless, i feel happy to go back. i miss lyn, erica, eric and naldo. and most of all, my parents!!! =D weeeee~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;but for now, i have only one thing to focus on. MATHS 1! at least finish the Revision Questions by tonight. that's the minimum that i have to do in order to score high marks for Maths 1. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOU CAN DO IT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Mary!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONCENTRATE!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-6953759933186487964?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/6953759933186487964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=6953759933186487964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6953759933186487964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6953759933186487964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-can-do-it.html' title='YOU CAN DO IT! (='/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1913321084744062361</id><published>2007-09-06T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:44:17.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fInIsHed cH3m prEs3ntatIon, drAma!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color=blue&gt;i feeeeeeeelllllllll ssooooooo goooooooodddd!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=orange&gt;at last, i am done with my group drama and chemistry presentation! ^^ Thank God for the strength and guidance that He's shown me throughout the past few weeks. even though i backslide again and again, God still help me in the end. i really want to praise Him for being so merciful to me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;HALLELUJAH!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;&lt;i&gt;for the past few days, i'd been walking back and forth to aza's house, sleeping over at her place for our chemistry poster. also, i had been rehearsing for our drama act at palmerston, with Audrey, Stef, Elaine and Elvis, almost every evening and sometimes morning too. as a result, many of my other subjects were neglected like crazy!!! i am so worried for them now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=violet&gt;to begin with, by the time we had to go, the poster was not yet done.&lt;br /&gt;such instances are when i left aza's house without my notes that i really need to write my cue cards. )= woahhh.... and aza couldn't possibly come back all the way from evan burge to college square because both her classes before and after was at evan burge. and it's so far away! then, i couldn't go into college square on my own because the reception already caught me sneaking into the building. so i asked sing yen to go. really thank her company!!!!! ^^ if not for her, the chemistry presentation won't go that smoothly. and i believe this was all part of God's plan. i learn not to be that blur anymore.&lt;br /&gt;moreover, then while i was walking to grattan to take the key from steven, i remembered that i didn't take my box with me!!! my phone was low batt then. so i had to use sing yen's to call dulcie and asked her to get for me my box. finally settled. after i reached aza's house, i quickly charged my phone and left it there. so stupid! i shouldn't have done that!!! )=&lt;br /&gt;so during literature lecture, i was so not paying attention to glenn. even though i was sitting at the front row, i still dared to not open up my lit book and did my cue cards instead due to the limited time left for me to prepare for my chemistry presentation. thankfully, glenn did not give me any warning. phew!!!&lt;br /&gt;during lunch time, i immediately rushed to grattan and just managed to complete our poster, model and did a run through of the presentation. PHEWWWWW!!! aza and i were freaking out at the back when the first group presented. they were darn prepared and good! compared to them, we were so bad. when group after group went up to the front, aza and i calmed ourselves down and tried to be as calm as possible. when our turn came, it was not as scary as i thought at all. in fact, this is good practice for th upcoming EAP presentation that we each have to do next term. (= i thank God for the opportunity! although i know when i presented, my saliva was drying up and i felt so uncomfortable. almost as if i was sick! but, i felt so reieved and happy when tito and everyone else admired our effort and presentation. weeeee~ =D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=orange&gt;today, i watched Daniel's group performed his drama. sad to say, but i think ours was so much better than theirs... er... no comment. sing yen and i agreed that all 3 groups that acted were not that good. )= i hope Danny was kind enough to give my group cepek man!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=yellow&gt;i just came back from this "movie"- &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;KaDo K3ndO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. it was super nice! i cried twice watching it. huhuhu~ and the main character- Kendo was so charming! man~ i fell in love with the dude. but of course, i tell myself everytime i feel i'm in love with an actor that he's not real. that all these was fake. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;drama!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; but yeah! the show's about God's love and how it transforms the life of this boy. (= i am so proud of Indonesians!!! their church is so &lt;b&gt;HAPPENING&lt;/b&gt;!!!! ^^ NICE!!! the show cost 10 bucks which i think is okay and yeah, this thing is really formal. it's like some Hollywood production thing. i'm not exaggerating. it's true. after the show, they even interviewed some locals and they had like spotlight and MCs. there were cameras flashing here and there outside the theatre after the show.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=orange&gt;okay. that's all for now. i do hope that i can catch up with the rest of my subjects and complete our drama dialogue.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1913321084744062361?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1913321084744062361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1913321084744062361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1913321084744062361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1913321084744062361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/09/finished-ch3m-pres3ntation-drama.html' title='fInIsHed cH3m prEs3ntatIon, drAma!!!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-5127668482505862628</id><published>2007-08-31T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T13:54:08.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHe fInAl sHOw~</title><content type='html'>freaking me out!!! can't wait for the time to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how should we make our entrance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should we say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please stay closely by our side. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;All we want is to glorify You&lt;/span&gt;!!! Let all glory go to You! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no lessons today. (= the chemistry lecture was cancelled because Patricia wanted us to concentrate on our poster presentation instead. but well, Aza and I only spent like an hour plus today decorating the poster, but so far nothing has been written on the poster that is regarding redox chemistry (except for the heading that is). wah. there's so many things in my mind right now. seriously. there's chemistry presentation, DRAMA???!!!, church Christmas Drama???!!! i so don't wanna screw all of it! i want to excel in them all!!! MUST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man~ and i'm so far behind in my subjects. chemistry is horrible. maths 1 and 2 are so left out. HIX!!! man, i feel like crying OUT LOUUUUDDDDD!!! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now, there's only one thing in my head. and that is this talent quest! first come, first serve! i really need to be hyped up for tonight, ya'all! ^^ be HAPPY mary!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-5127668482505862628?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/5127668482505862628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=5127668482505862628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5127668482505862628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5127668482505862628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/08/final-show.html' title='tHe fInAl sHOw~'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-3495965281743292080</id><published>2007-08-25T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T19:44:23.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthly Stuffs</title><content type='html'>No Reservation totally rock!!! thanks to the producer for the movie! and of course my girlfriends for going out with me. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a contradiction in my mind right now. it's true that we, as creations of God, should not be too absorbed into the earthy stuffs, right? then it appears to me that i usually blogged about earthly stuffs and not about God. wondering why i mention this at random? that's because i was just reading my housemate's blog earlier on and almost all of her blogs had God in them. AMAZING! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so proud of my housemate! she is totally a grown-up adult Christian!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for her Lord!!! i really am! today she baked a dessert for me! so nice~~~ but i realize that i hadn't really given to her a lot in return for all this little treats. hmm...does that make me a bad housemate for her? i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who haven't watched NO RESERVATIONS yet, PLS DOOOOOOOO!!! it's really good!&lt;br /&gt;chick-flick kinda show!~ ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-3495965281743292080?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/3495965281743292080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=3495965281743292080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3495965281743292080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3495965281743292080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/08/earthly-stuffs.html' title='Earthly Stuffs'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1870915006158492964</id><published>2007-08-18T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:50:37.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kAleIdOscOpe tAlenT QuEst~</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=yellow&gt;woah! so much happened since i last blogged!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what peeps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i joined this Kaleidoscope Talent Quest held by the Trinity Student Committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends and i practiced like crazy last week. we would meet up at 10 plus to sing until pas midnight. at first, jovita and i thought of just doing a duet together. song title: m2m, the day you went away. then came imran. he was from july intake 2007. so i asked him whether or not he's interested in playing the guitar for us. then it turned out, he is a part of us now! we were really lucky to have such an expert guitarist like him. (= GO IMRAN! jovita and i make good duet together because we can harmonise well with one another. then later, imran suggested us singing another song, which was quite new for jovita and i. can you believe it? we were so jakun! i am sorry jovita for including you in. but seriously, we are! arghhhh~ hahahhahaha. song 2: the veronicas- when it all falls apart. at first i found the song hard. but after much practices, i grow to love the song and it became very easy! &gt;.&lt; hehe. i am confident to perform it in front of my friends before the audition on thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, when the audition came, we screwed the 2nd song. forgotmany of the lines towards the end. but we managed to pick up here and there. my heart was beating like crazy. my knees were knocking. my hands were vibrating. but i forced a smile on my face just so that the judges and the judging student committee would feel happy hearing our voices. it was hard. but i managed it well. jovita did a very good job too. imran is forever excellent! haha! well, i am very confident of going on to the 2nd audition. this time round, we planned to change the m2m song to some other more modern song (if we can). because many people commented that m2m song is old and not fresh to listen to. oh well... so the second audition, there will be students allowed in the room to cheer for us or boo us. man! so exciting~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but besides this, i also have HOI essay to do. at least EAP was done already! finally i can take a bigger breath when i breathe. haha! i am going to the library after i am going to eat my lunch. meeting valerie. we planned to at least ready many of the secondary extracts and come up with ideas of what we are going to write about. must! in the name of Jesus, i believe we can! and hey, tomorrow i am going to have a meeting with cik lina regarding the children ministry. hehe! it'slike a dream come true for me to be able to serve the children in church! weetx. gonna be exciting. &lt;i&gt;even though there's just going to be a girl there every week- Angela&lt;/i&gt;. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we had a birthday celebration for Sally. it was really FUN! haha! enjoyed myself entirely! it was midnight when all of us met up to walk over to her house. man! she was touched i can see that on her face. her hsemates also celebrated for her, it was really crowded the whole house. (= we made a lot of noises i guess. but no neighbours complained! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is also my dearest cousin birthday!!! PRISCILLA! the cousin who sticks with me since we were young until now that is. i miss &lt;i&gt;yaya&lt;/i&gt; so much!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY ya SAYANG! (= miss you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY LEGAL chea?!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. but don't go clubbing often ya. spend time studying instead! so that you can have a bright future ahead! God will always be with you in no matter what trials you are facing. he will never leave you! A verse for you: "Search the kingdom first, and He will give." Selamat merayakan Hari ULTAHmu yg spesial ya pris. di amrik lo~ wahahaha! menyenangkan toh! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til here for today! i am hungry. wanna eat....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1870915006158492964?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1870915006158492964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1870915006158492964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1870915006158492964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1870915006158492964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/08/kaleidoscope-talent-quest.html' title='kAleIdOscOpe tAlenT QuEst~'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4966814543089199613</id><published>2007-08-03T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T21:46:24.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sImpsOns!!!~ ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=blue&gt;some of us sat for our &lt;b&gt;PQA&lt;/b&gt; test after chemistry lecture at Taylor's College. hazwan, anzel, val and i went to the venue together. there we met sarah, alan, tito and imran. we were this noisy bunch. seriously. everyone else stood and waited in front of the exam door. except us. we sat on the floor and talked, laughed very loudly. especially sarah and her you-know scream. &gt;.&lt; NOISY!!! i think some students from the other college were quite crossed with us while the rest were entertained by our stories. =D well, we enjoyed our time together. nice. then imran thought that this caucassian girl looked cute. so tito and him started giggling and eew, so =.= OMG! tito even attempted to take a photo of the girl with his phone. unfortunately, he forgot to shut off the flashlight. HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=violet&gt;i watched &lt;font color=yellow&gt;&lt;blink&gt;'Simpsons the movie'&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/font&gt; tonight with valerie! senang banget!!! it was like the old times again. (= nice to have a close friend here in melbourne with whom i can laugh and joke with. we were supposed to meet up with few more of our church friends for that movie. but they changed their plan to a dinner instead. since val and i memang sudah ngotot mau nonton malam ini, ya jadi kita ngak ikut mrk deh. tapi lumayan seneng kok. &lt;i&gt;a time to let our hair down~&lt;/i&gt; (= after that, we accidentally bumped onto ko andi and ko robert at Coles Supermarket. well, it was then that my mood fell. i thought it would be fun with them around. but it turned out to be the other way round. i felt offended by what **** said. he's like trying to bring me down. so i thought. oh okay, it seemed that he'd problem talking to me. and i made the decision to stay quiet and not engage in their conversations. luckily, ko robert was friendly enough to talk to me. (= he's a really nice guy. really glad for that. so then when i bid them goodbye, **** expected me to say 'bye' to him. but i don't feel like because  he has hurt me and i find it hard to look at him in the eye and smile. if so, then i will be like &lt;b&gt;FAKE&lt;/b&gt;! and i don't like being a &lt;i&gt;fake&lt;/i&gt;. )= haix. so from then on, my mood sank and urgh! i got super down after that. haix. i guess i am being too sensitive. i can't help it. i really can't.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i will not go online starting from next week onward. seriously. gotta do assignments, research and so on. so many things it feels like my mind is bursting!!! oh God, please help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4966814543089199613?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4966814543089199613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4966814543089199613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4966814543089199613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4966814543089199613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/08/simpsons.html' title='sImpsOns!!!~ ^^'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-5387734858573857263</id><published>2007-07-31T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T19:37:33.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sPiritUally dOWn &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=violet&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sigh sigh sigh...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=yellow&gt;i wonder why the day is so &lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt; today. is it because God is not with me? hmm. maybe He left me. or have i left Him? well, i think the problem lies in myself. cause God is the perfect one. how can He be the one to be blamed? that's not right, right?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=orange&gt;then again, i asked why have i left Him. i mean, not leave but backslide. &lt;i&gt;why?&lt;/i&gt; valerie told me she is praying every night now. day and night. the more she pray, the longer her devotion time is. when i heard this, i am amazed by how fast valerie can walk together with God. then what about me? why is my spiritual so mundane? is it because i've sinned again? man! mary~ you gotta hold yourself together! set your priority straight! amen.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;but now, there's a problem. the church i am currently in now is indonesian. hence, i may have problems understanding fully the message of the pastor or communicating my point out in church. as a result, i felt a bit 'minder' about my position in church . sometimes, i even lose myself and start to stutter during my speech or prayer. sigh~ God, please help me speak fluently Lord. my english isn't very strong either Lord. even my bhs indo is poor. forget about my chinese! since i've not been using it, i lost part of the vocabulary now. what i can do best, for now, is to speak in mixed &lt;i&gt;(or do you call them broken? and i'm trying so hard not to use singlish anymore. it's so ugly!!!)&lt;/i&gt; languages. but, that's not right God. i really want to have a strong command of at least one language God. please.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=blue&gt;i am going for cell group again tomorrow. i know i couldn't wait to go there because it's always so like-a-family there. the people are all nice. so it's good to be able to be in a place, where i know, can bring me closer to God. and for that, i am so thankful to the Oikos members! BUT, i couldn't feel myself growing because of the language barrier. grrr~ it's hindering me from socialising with the indons using bhs '&lt;i&gt;gaul&lt;/i&gt;'. sobx. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;haix. it turned out that i have to sit for the PQA interview the following month or next week. at adelaide. this also means that we have to skip few days of school. huhuhuhuhu~ )= why can't the interview be held at the end of the year? it's so much more convenient! )= WHY???&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;&lt;i&gt;now, i got many things in my mind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, walk wit GOD.&lt;br /&gt;second, interview.&lt;br /&gt;third, HOI essay.&lt;br /&gt;fourth, drama script.&lt;br /&gt;fifth, EAP essay.&lt;br /&gt;sixth, my language wise.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH~ mary is stressed out God!!! help me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-5387734858573857263?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/5387734858573857263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=5387734858573857263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5387734858573857263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5387734858573857263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/07/spiritually-down.html' title='sPiritUally dOWn &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1974868745636038525</id><published>2007-07-30T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T17:46:38.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gocim R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blink&gt;&lt;i&gt; Doesn’t matter how long we live as long as we live with a smile on our face &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=yellow&gt;today is the day when my dearest and prettiest Gocim passed away. it was 10am plus when i read the sms mum sent me through the mobile phone. at first, after reading it, i couldn't believe it. usually, the most shocking news mum would tell me is about tua-yi's hse in Padang Panjang hit by the earthquake. but always, no one was hurt, which is a blessing from God. however, this time round, it is different. the life of someone dear to me was lost. without any signs of it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=blue&gt;God, why do you let this happen? &lt;i&gt;why?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say to everything that has happened, there's a reason behind it. then, why did this happen then? someone tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=orange&gt;here is a family with a newly born baby boy, &lt;b&gt;William&lt;/b&gt; Gunawan, the youngest cousin in the family. and yet, the mum was taken away from him even before his eyes could see. now, there's only gocek left to take care of the rest of the family, including the new born child. wow! God, please help him through this Lord. also, guide him in Your way Lord. for only Your way is the best for him. strengthen Ming2 and Adelaine Lord. they may be very young still, not wise yet to know what to do next, but i believe that they are under Your protection and care now Lord. right Lord? bring Joy again to them as soon as they've recovered from this Lord. i pray that the rest of the family will love the boy as he grows up Lord. using the amount of love his mum can give him Lord. do not let him falter away Lord in future. protect him Lord from any harm from others. i also pray that the three siblings and their father will continue to live harmoniously together and in arms united. let them grow to be a strong and happy family so that Gocim will be proud of them o Lord. i surrender them to your hands. bring prosperity and happiness into their lives O Lord. last but not least, may Gocim rest in peace with You Lord~ i pray everything in Jesus name, &lt;b&gt;Amen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=violet&gt;stupidly, i did a very stupid thing today. during lunck break, i sent an sms to ming2 regarding the news. i included things like be strong. help you dad... bla bla bla. when pris told me not to, i immediately worry. WHAT HAVE I DONE??? robbing the boy off his happy time. )= maryy ahhh~ but i guess at this time, ming2 should have been told about the news already and saw his mum, lying lifeless, in the hospital. )= i wish i could be there for them too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, til here for now. gotta do some homework first before mum calls me soon~&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1974868745636038525?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1974868745636038525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1974868745636038525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1974868745636038525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1974868745636038525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/07/gocim-rip.html' title='Gocim R.I.P.'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-7139288592677300134</id><published>2007-07-24T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:25:30.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aFt3r brEaK perIOd</title><content type='html'>been a long time since i last blogged... it's almost a month ago since i last reflected on my everyday activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you all know, i went back to singapore and indonesia- padang for a total of 10 days. it wasn't as exciting as i thought. but still, it was memorable and worthwhile. if i didn't go back, i won't even meet Patricia ( the passenger sitting beside me) and i won't know about such a thing called internship. (OMG! i know...) anyways, so we talked for like 3 hrs long. she is 21 years old this year. but if you look at her frame, you will think that she's only 16 or 17. then later, i learnt that her father is a doctor and she's currently doing Year 2 in Monash University. during her 1 year break (after JC results came out, she found that she had to wait for a year for MU semester 1 to start), she'd been to hospitals and working at Old Folks Home as a volunteer. she did internship for a hospital because of her father's connection with the doctors in hospitals. then what about me? )= i have to start from scratch, all on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that happened on my return trip back to Melbourne. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, first of all, i finally get to experience singapore and indo food again. woohoo~ and of course the outcome was not very nice. 2kgs added to my already 'horizontally inclined' body. grr!&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i visited ji-i in payakumbuh and tua-i in padang panjang. to find out that my cousin is getting married soon! pity i'll miss his wedding! their marriage is an unusual one because of their family background. you see, my cousin has a chinese mum bu a muslim dad. on the other hand, his soon-becoming-wife has a chinese dad and muslim mum. how interesting can that get? haha. well, i wish them happiness and a bright future ahead. it's really weird to see my payakumbuh cousins. quite awkward to be honest. because we hardly meet up to update each other. and now, when we meet, it's so hard for us to start a conversation. anyway, pris came along with us too. i really am grateful to my dearest cousin, priscilla juli angriawan. she's so nice to go back to the boring city of padang, just so that she could spend the 3 days together with me, catching up on the happenings in our lives, etc. we really spent the time wisely and for maximum use. i think we never do stop talking ya pris? haha. too bad we only got 3 days. haix. but foor sure, the next time i have my long break, it is going to be my turn to visit you. United States of America, baby! ^^&lt;br /&gt;i had a trip to the saloon too. cut my hair and has a fringe now. (= hehe.&lt;br /&gt;overall, we had lots of family reunion dinner with kucik, enkim, saku, ce sari, oma, ko nando, ko ???. each time there will be always something that we talked about. what a happy family.&lt;br /&gt;back to singapore, i went supermarket and market the most number of times with my mum. as for shopping, i tried to reduce already. as minimum as i could. but since australia's clothes are more expensive, why not buy there right? where i could get it at a cheaper rate. furthermore, now the Australian Dollars are on the rise too. Budget, Mary! haha. well, that is something that is hard for me to do. hehe. for one, i am busy enough with my homework and catching up classes that i'd missed so far already. haix.&lt;br /&gt;i played twice of basketball for the whole week. and gym once. booo~ not enough. argh! forgotten the sauna! )=&lt;br /&gt;i met up with jl, yy, my and xl for sakae sushi! haha! our 'favourite' restaurant ever! =D&lt;br /&gt;then the night before, i hanged out with my family and castle greeners for Harry Potter movie. then after which, we had prata at Casuarina. saw a handsome guy there man~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;on that sunday, i went to mum's church with the rest of the family. with oma, this time round. haha! so fun to disturb her! (= OMAAAAAAA~ ^^ and then she'll laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til here then. i'll blog more in future. sayonara~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-7139288592677300134?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/7139288592677300134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=7139288592677300134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7139288592677300134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7139288592677300134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/07/aft3r-break-period.html' title='aFt3r brEaK perIOd'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-3249548719067766838</id><published>2007-06-30T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T15:16:05.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams finally over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday is in 2 days' time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and xue li is planning to fetch me from the airport since my mum doesn't want to. er. not that she doesn't want to. but it's late and it's expensive to take cab to and fro the airport. hmmm. i'm &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; lucky to have friends back in singapore! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and good news! i got the highest marks in my drama class! thank god and all the people who wished me luck! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots! but chem paper was kinda hard! hix. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i can still make it into university of melbourne! my dream school man!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am bringing back my maths to study. yep. go mary! study hard!!! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... come to think of it. i kinda love studying. because it feels weird to not have sth to study on. like for now? kinda feel lifeless. oh man. i'm so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE HERE I COME!!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-3249548719067766838?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/3249548719067766838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=3249548719067766838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3249548719067766838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3249548719067766838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/06/exams-finally-over-holiday-is-in-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4598700403493326543</id><published>2007-06-15T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T18:18:10.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exAms~!!! iN 1 wEek tIme!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=orange&gt;days to exams:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=hotblue&gt;&lt;blink&gt;7 days&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=yellow&gt;it is the time now to study diligently because exams are coming. library's full daily, day and night. university is no laughing matter. discipline is enforced in all students. looking at them frowning in between their books motivated me to work harder in my revision. or should i say &lt;em&gt;homework?&lt;/em&gt; many of my friends are probably doing their revisions at home now at this time. but lazy mary is still on the internet, not studying but relaxing. totally clueless about the importance of this exam. can someone please knock her over the chair???&lt;/font&gt; )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;&lt;u&gt;the following is the exam timetable:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=magenta&gt;23.6.07 --- EAP&lt;br /&gt;25.6.07 --- Maths 1&lt;br /&gt;26.6.07 --- Literature&lt;br /&gt;27.6.07 --- Maths 2&lt;br /&gt;29.6.07 --- Chemistry&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, it is time to &lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;PARTY!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...that is still a long way to go. as for now, full concentration has to be given to revision. so as to do my best in the exam. the previous tests has proven me incapable of getting into medicine course. so, for this time, i have to prove that i am capable of becoming a doctor by at least getting 96% in at least one of the subjects! also, EAP has to score at least 80%! COMPULSORY! 1ST PRIORITY!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as to aid me in my focus, i had to get rid of all the distractions from my brain. especially the internet. therefore, from today onwards, i have decided to fast from using the internet. it is possible right? it is not difficult actually. you see, the first time i came here, i had no access at all to internet and i am sure that i am much more hardworking than this. so i've changed so much since two months ago. so i'm much more corrupted now too. all these distractions taking me far, far away from my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;today, i went for another unplanned shopping. &lt;em&gt;wow&lt;/em&gt;, right? i was intending to purchase a box of contact lens from optometrist shop actually. the one at melburne central. but, when i asked for it, they told me to collect it next tuesday. because they don't have my size in the store. cool! even everyone's eye size is different. hmm. means different people have different eye vision angle? anyway, ehem. then later we walked around, immersed in the bright lightings and shops having sales. we were so tempted and in the end, we took in a devil step to 'Dangerfield'. yep. it's definitely a danger field down there. i shopped for $138 in total! yes, in one night! =X tell me i'm crazy! okie. i shall stop it until after exams. i can already predict that i will spend so much by that time! =D oh gosh! my dad's going to kill me for sure. he wouldn't trust me with his money no more.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i shall stop here now. going to go back home. &lt;em&gt;BRRR~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall continue to blog after my exams. okay? wait for me people and pray for me! thanks. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;ciao~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wow! been a long time since i last use this word! hahaha!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4598700403493326543?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4598700403493326543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4598700403493326543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4598700403493326543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4598700403493326543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/06/exams-in-1-week-time.html' title='exAms~!!! iN 1 wEek tIme!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1162771758030274073</id><published>2007-06-12T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T16:37:43.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Ov3r iT~ DRAMA (=</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=orange&gt;I DID NOT PEE IN MY PANTS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can finally heave a sigh of relief now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the practices that we had, they were definitely worth it. i felt really confident and prepared when i was in the drama room. i did not forget to bring anything. everything was there where i wanted it to be. of course, all these would not have been possible without last night's full dress rehearsal. i really appreciate everyone being there and taking some time off their own drama skit, to supervise my acting and giving their comments to help improve my drama. i really feel lucky to have such good friends here in australia, where i am so far far away from my family members. at least, there's still people here, who care for my well being. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG &lt;b&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;font color=yellow&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;font color=magenta&gt;david, tahnee, jovita, valerie, fion, sarah and xiaohui&lt;/font&gt; for coming to watch me perform my drama and also, each time i had become more and more confident to act in front of my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course all these would not have been posible without the blessings from God, for He has given me such good friends to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;Halellujah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahnee and i did well today. or should i say, excellent? DEFINITELY! =D i am pretty sure that our acting today had been the best that we could have done. so getting &lt;em&gt;FULL MARKS&lt;/em&gt; shouldn't be a big problem right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. it's sarah's, jovita's and valerie's turn to act next time. hope they too will be &lt;em&gt;confident&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i have to leave now. going to aza's hse and help her polish her acting skill and then to the library to study. again. )=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1162771758030274073?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1162771758030274073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1162771758030274073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1162771758030274073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1162771758030274073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/06/get-ov3r-it-drama.html' title='Get Ov3r iT~ DRAMA (='/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-6272741863025774221</id><published>2007-06-11T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:02:46.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRAMA!!!</title><content type='html'>OH GOSH OH GOSH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have &lt;font color=white&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;b&gt;one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/font&gt; day left to practice drama~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the best for tomorrow rosemary!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope danny loves me. i hope rosemary (drama teacher who happens to have the same name as me) loves me too. well, i hope tomorrow's my luckiest day ever. where i can act out my best and effectively in front of the two of them. i know i may be nervous, got cold feet and cold hands tomorrow, but i know God has already prepare me with all the things i need to have for the exam. Thank You God! compared to 2 weeks ago, i am definitely so much more confident now. i would like to say my gratitude to valerie, tahnee, jovita and david for guiding me in my drama preparation. when the result is released, i am confident that i'd get high marks for it because of the effort you guys and i have put in together. &lt;b&gt;I CAN DO THIS!!!&lt;/b&gt; after much hours of practice put together. how can we not be any more ready than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;wish mary good luck now.&lt;br /&gt;pray for her before you get to sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;and await for her good news to arrive!&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/16543858-6272741863025774221?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/6272741863025774221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=6272741863025774221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6272741863025774221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6272741863025774221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/06/drama.html' title='DRAMA!!!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4178106011470975358</id><published>2007-06-08T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T18:46:08.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hApPI bIrTHdAy tO XIAO HUI~</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=magenta&gt;today is a special occasion for someone.&lt;br /&gt;and to start it off,&lt;br /&gt;i would like to say a very big...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;em&gt;HaPpY 22nd bIrtHdAy to Xiao Hui!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=yellow&gt;xiao hui is my first friend and housemate here in melbourne. she turns twenty-two today. though she and i are two different people- she loves veges while i love meat, she loves arts but i love maths, unlike her i'm bad in literature and essay writing, we get along well with one another and care for each other when we fall sick. she needs more quite than me. she loves to listen to gospel songs and is truly a child of God. God must be so proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like all birthdays, how did my housemate celebrate her birthday today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda like birthday. surprise party and birthday song at midnight. pearlyn xinyan jon jef and i prepared a cake for her. poor xiaohui was almost asleep when we woke her up. fortunately, she was smiling when she came out, from her shut-door room, to blow out all the lit candles. it was 1am then! i had just gotten back from studying at Melb Uni. val, sal and i had been studying in the library since days ago. but tonight we are not about to do so for a break from all the studying. =( tired. as a result, i've already skipped or missed 2 classes this week so far. literature tut and chem lecture. oh no~ slept at 2am last night after the celebration, and couldn't hear my alarm ring this morning supposedly at 8.15am. GRR~ in the end, i woke up at 11am! that's like the time when my lecture starts! so yeah. i skipped it and got ready for xiaohui's birthday lunch together. she brought us (jon and jeff too) to &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;PARIS GO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for our first time. it was a very good restaurant. we had &lt;em&gt;escargots&lt;/em&gt; as appetizers and i had veal fillet with creamy mushroom as the main course. i managed to finish them all! &lt;b&gt;FULL~&lt;/b&gt; last but not least, we had desserts- apple tart with ice cream at the top and caramalised vanilla ice cream. we shared them of course. since it's xiaohui's birthday, i treated her to her main course. she ate a meal of $32! woah. mine only cost $25. anyway, hope she enjoyed that expensive meal. haha! =D then tonight, she's out again for dinner. but this time with xinyn, peter, collin, david, etc. (her church friends) hopefully she would receive more presents later when she came back! haha! reminds me of my birthday. i receive so many presents that day man! really touched! it's my first year here only. not even a year. &lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=hotpink&gt;second month!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha! thanks to all my lovely friends! =D i love them a lot!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=hotblue&gt;drama exam is only 3 days away. mary is feeling really worried and scared about her drama now. she is panicking everyday. her mind is never at ease because of it. she can't have a genuine laugh since few days ago. she can't think straight too. she is not happy. )= anyway, she continues to pray for God's help and wisdo and peace before her drama monologue exam on Tuesday morning. must!!! because god loves mary!!! =D save me, God!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4178106011470975358?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4178106011470975358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4178106011470975358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4178106011470975358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4178106011470975358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/06/happi-birthday-to-xiao-hui.html' title='hApPI bIrTHdAy tO XIAO HUI~'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-2055657047193666738</id><published>2007-06-05T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:09:00.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAHHH.....WAHHHH....WAHHH...</title><content type='html'>sad news was revealed yesterday. it turned out that i only made 3.75 out of the 5% of EAP! )= so angry!!! i could have done better, you know? first, i didn't realize that susan specifically wanted us to write at least 3 sources in our bibliography and i did 2 only. so 1 mark deducted out of the big 25 marks. and then, we're to do only one of the body para of the essay. but i didn't know as well, and so i ended up summarising up all my points for the essay into the body paragraph. oh man~ =X really sad and angry at myself. stupid mary!!! eh no no no... clever girl! 3.75% not bad already okay? haix. (self-pity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama exam is just a week, 7 days away!!! GOSH! time flies super fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, i have only memorised the script. as for the character builing and the story plan, i am still really desperate for a creative one. i seriously need david's help man! he got 9.5 out 10 last year. super smart guy! haix. he was supposed to help me out last saturday, but i ended up shopping that day at DFO (near airport). but it was good though. spent $180! woah... mary!!! (= val and i intend to go for another round soon. hehe. i want to get for xiaohui sth too as her present. hmm. maybe thursday. (= woohooo~ anyway, yea... life's been rather challenging for the last couple of days. it's like HOI and EAP essays were over, but in exchange drama task comes along. and i have to say that i totally agree with what Danny (my drama teacher) said today during class. he said that this drama monologue exam is the hardest one out of all exams. because there are no one else n the stage with us. and we'll each be assessed by two drama teachers, danny himself and rosemary (not me, of course!!!). man! she better be nice and lenient!!! *pray* but so far, i heard from friends that she's a lovely teacher. so i guess should be no worries... (= hehe. val can act really well man! her indo accent actually makes her lines unique altogether! what an advantage to have! after seeing her practice, i am even more stressed up. wuahhhhhhh~~~ i wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyn and mum went to Jakarta last Thurs. and hooray! they bought me pirated dvds to watch!!! =D no HOUSE though. oh well. thank God they bought more than 5 for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my loneliness ain't that bad anymore. i tried to be happy in school and get involved in conversations though sometimes it's hard. oh well. this is life eh? (= its not always full of lollies and candies around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so xiao hui and i finally found the apartment on 9th floor of Arrow! a 2-storey apartment! yeah! i can have my own room now! with mirror and big wardrobe to it! there's even a balcony beside the room! hahaha! also there is a washing machine and toilet outside my bedroom. sweeetx! hehe. xiaohui said she don't mind sleeping in the living rooom. so yeah~ moving on 9th of July. the guys and her are willing to help me move my stuffs while i am in singapore. hmm... what if there's not enough time to move all the stuffs in boxes??? what if i left my things in the house accidentally? boohoohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss mum, lyn and erica a lot!!! and of course papi, eric and naldo. last but not least, KAKAK!!! hahahahahhahha. i miss her gettng me water. hahaha. or her ribena and milo!!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-2055657047193666738?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/2055657047193666738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=2055657047193666738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2055657047193666738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2055657047193666738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/06/wahhhwahhhhwahhh.html' title='WAHHH.....WAHHHH....WAHHH...'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-2765697720077445297</id><published>2007-05-29T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T14:46:40.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d3prEssed agaIn!</title><content type='html'>finally recovered from my fever. still left the flu that's all. so actually, knowing that i was still feeling unwell, i thought of skipping drama class. but after much consideration, i feel that it's much better if i go for class. who knows maybe i can learn sth really important right? and indeed, we learn how to do emotion transition today, which is sth that we have to apply to our monologue exam. today my partner Fion didn't come and so i had to partner up with this one china girl. we both kinda had a communication breakdown so in the end, our act kinda screwed up. maybe this is one reason why i felt quite sad today. because our acting was BAD! )= anyway, i felt pretty terrible. feel so alone. nobody really had any interesting conversation with me, except for Wiry that is. we discussed much about indonesian and malaysia rock bands. it was pretty interesting. he intro me to lots of malay songs and  even to this filipino singer. which was cool! then, during HOI, i chatted mostly to XinYue because she was sitting next to me. Wiry was also involved in his conversation with Aza. as for Val, she sat far away from me. know what? i felt pretty alone these few days. partly homesick. partly stressed up. talking to mami, lyn and eric yesterday really made me miss them a lot! i wish they could fly over here now! take me with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what? i felt that my used-to-be close friends were not as close anymore. i don't know why. last week, we were okay. but after the weekend, i suddenly felt very out-of-touch with them all. this loneliness is killing me. i wanted so much to talk to them. but there's sort of an awkward feeling from me to like for example, Val and Aza. also, Tahnee seemed like she didn't want to talk to us anymore. she kept disappearing without informing us. i mean, as her friends, she should right? anyway, i am really confused now as to who are my friends now. and why are they feeling like this now??? is it because of me??? did i do sth bad to them or sth??? i tried to think about it, but i just couldn't find anything wrong. )= then WHY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to Eric, my brother who's currently pretty stressed out for his O Levels. mum told me yesterday that he had failed 5 subjects for his mid year exam! omgosh! really scares me! i could tell that my mum was feeling really worried yesterdady about his work. that explained all the missed calls i got from her for the last few days. so immediately after that, i called Eric and really motivated him for 2 hrs or so. we didn't know we'd talk for that long. and surely, dad is going to scream again at my phone bill for that! =X GULP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need a break from all these things man!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-2765697720077445297?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/2765697720077445297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=2765697720077445297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2765697720077445297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2765697720077445297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/d3pressed-again.html' title='d3prEssed agaIn!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-6708182416967695575</id><published>2007-05-26T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T17:13:26.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sIck of e wEatHer~</title><content type='html'>i felt sick these days. due to weather i supposed. really bad. cold wind blowing in the morning while i walked to school. i can't stop shivering as my legs move forward. my hands were clasped tightly around my bag, in hope for warmth. but to no avail it seems. by the time i reached school, my hands were numbed and lips were dry. that's what i experienced every morning at 9am. though i had my jacket on, it's still cold! definitely not a perfect beginning everyday. they said this is one of the most bizzare weather in australia since a long time ago. )= so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the beginning of the june holiday for people back in singapore. HAPPY HOLIDAYS! =D you guys were truly lucky! unlike me... in contrast, i'm now feeling sick and stressful, while some of you guys can go back hometown and relax. woah!!! i can't wait for July to arrive!!! but b4 that, of course i have to study for my exams too. sobx sobx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much food left in the house for me to cook or cook. been so busy that i have not much time left for grocery shopping. slept at 2am everynight. either on my EAP task or HOI essay. that's all i did. no shopping. no fooling around. i almost feel like i ain't living a life right now. but hey, as long as i'm breathing, i'm still alive right? haha. anyway, i felt quite depressed these days. felt like i've no close friends here. so lonely. dunno why. man! most of all, i miss my MAMI!!! boohoohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss her cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss her smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss her nag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! it's still a long way to go before my July holiday starts. 30+ days left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i am so behind in classes! oh well, study hard mary!!! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, yesterday xiaohui and peter brought me to watch xinyan's perf at sydney myer. her grp's drama was gd! (= almost excellent! haha. it's so her!!! anyway, the next group's not really entertaining. bu i can't help but notice that one of the girls acting looks like Agnes Monica a bit! cool~ xinyan said that she's from china. WOW!!! indo and china. what a big diff in originality! =X after that, the 8 of us ate at Rice Bar. my Hokkien Mie tasted okay. but just too fulling. before i went out, i already ate indomie and ice-crem okay. and after that rice bar, we still went for ice cream at La Frendo... man! the ice-cream there super good!!! =D and it don't cost much. i can't wait to go there again in future! WEEETX~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-6708182416967695575?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/6708182416967695575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=6708182416967695575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6708182416967695575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6708182416967695575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/sick-of-e-weather.html' title='sIck of e wEatHer~'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4907834610238772185</id><published>2007-05-22T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T15:29:27.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mOre sUrprIs3s cOmInG!!! =D</title><content type='html'>more surprises came on that night of 20th May 2007...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was doing my HOI assignment when xiaohui came home. we greeted each other as usual. and i continued doing my paragraph after strolling around the house. was really feeling tired and bored so i decided to make conversation with xiaohui. i told her about how blessed i am for this year's birthday and all. and she's like her usual self, replying, 'really?' then after that, she sat down in front of her laptop and seemed to be immensely focused on her work. the night was silent and still when all of a sudden, our doorbell rang. xiaohui then ran to get the door and ANOTHER SURPRISE PARTY! woah~ no words can describe my feelings at that time. i was really surprise. not only peter, xiaohui, xinyan, jonathan and jeffry came, but also tahnee and jovita (my trinity friends living in Arrow). my birthday had been fully used to rejoice in the celebration of my birthday. though i felt like the event was repeating itself again and again, but i know that i will never forget each of them ever. each had been both memorable and warming. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, not o forget, i got my first G-string today. guess who it's from? my dear friend, Jesica, from Indo! this girl is out of her mind. you know when i said to her that this is my first time receiving such thing from someone, she replied back that it's her first time too giving it to somebody else. -.-''' she's the same like me actually. benn studying in Singapore since Primary 2. wakakaka~but her Indo language is definitely much better than mine. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wondered whether all that happened because i prayed to God about it...&lt;br /&gt;i asked myself about what will happen if i didn't pray the night before. would it still be this fun? would my friends still even bother to plan and celebrate it? would i still be receiving so many presents? would it be just tahnee, valerie and i celebrating it over a free treat from me, like i planned to? come to think of it, God is really a great and powerful God. he really creat miracles and wonders in people's lives. not only did he planned for me a birthday party, but it's birthday party with the Y removed and IES added to it. although it's happening on a Sunday, God still give me the company of friends for the whole day. come to think of it, i have wasted so much things that could happen when i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing that happened because of the bedtime prayer last night.&lt;br /&gt;because drama was today and i was feelnig pretty tired yesterday, i prayed for boldness and confidence and creativity jsut for today's exercise.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah man! the Lord helped me a lot today, in a big way. he inspired me with ideas for our short monologue practice. and i felt like i've acted my best for today. maybe because of his POWER? yes. i place my Faith on that! usually, i am not too bad in drama class. but today is the BEST! (= and today, i made my choice to use Can't Stand Up... for my monologue exam. gosh! i really need to make it impressive and creative man! FOR THE SAKE OF 98%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then of course, i saw cheena guy during class again. when we did the exercise on the ma ma maaaa thing, he was so excited to have met me face to face. and of course he point to me and shouted, 'Ma ma ma maaa!' argh!!! i don't want to see his face anymore!!! earlier just now, when danny (my drama teacher) told us to pair up, i immediately asked Shanti to be my partner as soon as i saw henry fidgeting in his place. can you see? i really can't relax during drama. the thought of him makes me want to run away. to a far far away place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week, danny wants us to do another act but this time with another partner. i also quickly asked fion so that henry would not have a chance to pair up with me. i could see him approaching just before i asked her. phew~ what a relief! i am so not looking forward to working with him again. urgh~ )= that first experience was terrible enough. he is so stupid. blur like retarded. overall, all his actions are retarded. simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bell, my math 1 lecturer, was funny today. because of the noise we were making, he wrote these on the whiteboard to capture our attention. 'Why is he taking so long to erase the whiteboard? Probably because of all the noise. He doesn't like noise when he's teaching. So let's stop talking now. Ok... Ok... Sh....' HAHAHA! hilarious! but he's able to control his emotions well whenever he is making jokes like that in class. so yeah... tt's my maths lecturer Bell Foozwell for you guys who don't know him yet. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i'm going to do my EAP essay. aim to finish it all. no excuse or what-so-ever. and if i have free time, it will be for Chemistry tutorial problems and maths 2. argh! i'm still stuck down there at the beginning chapters of the book when everyone else moving on quite smoothly. it's terrible. i'm bringing the same question to class every week. i'm so not moving on. boo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jas gave me the tiara and stick yesterday. woopeee! they're so pretty! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather is becoming so cold and harsh these few days. cold like crazy!!! i seriously need a pair of glooves and more shawls please~ (= i feel so cold. day and night. it's really bed. even the thick jacket doesn't keep me warm enough. haix. and my skin is getting dry... cause i am lazy to apply moisturizer everyday too. LOL. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have HOI essay to worry about. apartment problem. story for drama. EAP too. but by tonight, it should have been done with~ (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss my sisters (both of them) a lot! ERICA and LYN!!! miss them a lot! and that day when erica talked to me on the phone, i really feel like hugging her man!!! quick come guys!!! i can't wait for June to come!!! XD wooohooo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4907834610238772185?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4907834610238772185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4907834610238772185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4907834610238772185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4907834610238772185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/more-surpris3s-coming-d.html' title='mOre sUrprIs3s cOmInG!!! =D'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-9206973309024594603</id><published>2007-05-20T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T17:16:32.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GREAT AWESOME BIRTHDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really glad that my birthday falls on a Sunday!! =D blessings everywhere. from morning to night~ never ending celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuing last night's surprise party, i had another one today at jasmine's house. from my trinity friends!!!~ woah!!! thank you so much guys. you've made my stay here in trinity here enjoyable. each and everyone of you left never-fading memories in my heart. (= thanks to wiri and aza for the pasta, spaghetti and fish fingers. haha. thanks ya'll for the yummy choco cake! thanks for the crown and fairy godmother's stick. haha! thanks for the wonderful surprise and birthday song!!! thanks for the balloons that you'll blew for the party. thanks for the shorts aza and jasmiine! last but not least, thanks to singyen, melvin, ziyond, valerie, jan, dulcie, shuhada, nami, aisha, haoyu (hope i didn't miss anyone out). ^^ i will never forget today man! you guys brighten up my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not that bad after all, to be 18. there's nth to be scared of. adults are not that bad. casinos, M-18 movies, PUBs are now accessible for me! and i know many are envious of me! hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw jesica, her cousin and husband at Bethany today. i cried during the prayer. it had been so long since i last felt his presence again. (= so happy! i can't wait to go there again! but next week, i have promised xiaohui that i will be bringing tahnee to AOG church. so 2 weeks from now then til i see bethany again!!! woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, this year will be meaningful for me and God. may i grow closer and closer towards the Lord each day. and no more crying mary! be strong!!! you can do it! there's nothing in this world that God cannot do for you. rejoice because the Lord loves you whole-heartedly always! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really fortunate to have such lovely friends here. i prayed and God answered my prayers. the more i pray, the more i feel closer to him, my Lord. my Lord ROCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOTX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love today!!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, thanks for all the birthday wishes that i've received today and yesterday night! i appreciate them all!!! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-9206973309024594603?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/9206973309024594603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=9206973309024594603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/9206973309024594603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/9206973309024594603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/great-awesome-birthday.html' title='GREAT AWESOME BIRTHDAY!!!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-57883683800368092</id><published>2007-05-20T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T08:07:58.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bIrtHday M-18! &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my birthday today.&lt;/strong&gt; WEEEEETX!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a start, it's really great. the weather forecast reported a fine weather today. then last night, xiaohui and peter gave me a small surprise party. with cornetto ice-cream as the b'day cake. gosh! was i shock when suddenly all the light in the house went off! =D shortly after, on that same night, xinyan came by and handed me  birthday card too! i feel so blessed~ and i don't know what to expect for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to bethany church soon. bringing valerie and friends there for the first time. i hope the service is going to be powerful later. oh, how i miss strong messages like in CHC!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's supposed to be a fun day. in my ideal, i'm supposed to be shopping along bridge road, eating ice-cream, together with a sunglasses on. ciieee~ lovely! plus new clothes on and boots clacking under my feet on the ground. (= but it's not that easy this year. because i'm now loaded with so much assignments to finish before monday starts. EAP. one para body of the HOI essay! shutsssss! then comes Maths 2. so fallinf behind. others are doing lecture 7 now. and me? lecture 3!!! &gt;.&lt; gosh!!! and then comes chemistry! but at least last night i tried doing on one chapter. but what's the use of doing it with the answers staring at me on the table? argh!!! so sad. why isn't my birthday like in July or sth???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, i don't want to be 18! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, xiao hui and i went to jon's house to cook farata (mauritius prata). it was a very enjoyable time. in the end, my farata turned out to be thick. oops. haha. =D but still, edible. haha. besides that, we also had pumpkin soup and curry. what a lovely dinner!~ after that, xiaohui made us Milo Dinosaur. but this tiime, she introduced ice-crem into the drink. hohoho. it tasted heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah! i have surely ut on weight since last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we girls went back down to our apartment, jon showed us photos of his hometown and family. hihi. i feeel so homesickkkk... i miss eric especially!!! =D also, jon's haircut used to be rather dorky last tiime. it's so much better nowwww! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in the day, val and i went to vic market before our chem support class started at 9.30am. so obviiously, we woke up early to buy the ingredients we needed for our one week supply. haha. chicken. vege. carrot. fruits. blablabla... then we bought the trolley from the market before heading home. we noticed many people had it too around the market. oooohh...maybe this is their trend at victoria market. haha! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooked at val's house for 4 hours plus. tiring!!! haha. but fun! and all was successful okay! =D good good. then after our cooking, we ate lunch while watching Star Wars 1 on the TV. so good!!! her house has HBO, Nickelodon, Disney Channel and such. )= boo!!! i don't have. blaaaaahh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all til now. gootaa go to the toilet now. urgent! hohoho~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY, ROSEMARY!&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOU GROW STRONGER IN THE LORD and&lt;br /&gt;BE HAPPY and smile on the day the Lord has given to you.&lt;br /&gt;REJOICE! it's bbeeen 18 long years since you came to this beautiful earth.&lt;br /&gt;you hve done very well for those years.&lt;br /&gt;NOW, do well in the Future too!&lt;br /&gt;DO GOD PROUD!!! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-57883683800368092?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/57883683800368092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=57883683800368092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/57883683800368092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/57883683800368092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-birthday-m-18.html' title='my bIrtHday M-18! &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-8898337319965934315</id><published>2007-05-17T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T20:19:46.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sPIdeemAn mOvIe + HOI plan (= + DolCe!!! &gt;.</title><content type='html'>had to force myself up last night. finally completed the essay plan at 3am. (all because of HOI!) i was so proud of it. that's why i got into a heavy sleep immediately after i touched the soft covers of my bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to xiaohui for cooking up that wonderful dinner- maccarroni plus meatballs, even though she's feeling rather unwell yesterday. she invited jon, jeff and xinyan to come over to join us. peter was supposed to come but didn't turn up at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jon taught me how to play dota last night. it definitely is addictive! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what happened today? everything seemed like a big blob of events recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched spideeman 3 wth dulcie and sherlyn at Melb Ctrl last tuesday. it's supposed to be the cheapest rate but was 9 bucks cheap??? australia only had salty popcorns!! er...then we met siyue, jin and shawn outside of the cinema too. so being a big group, we got high very quickly and was seen taking lots of groupiie shots together in the theatre. when we saw wingyan later, it was too late already!!! sad~ anw, spideeman's really nice! it's worth the money~ =D i also tried the Crispy Kremes there too! delicious!!! =D i like it! though a bit costly, but who cares? the quality is worth the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me of the harry potter movie that i'm going to watch in Singapore with tin2! i seriously can't wait no more!!! misss them all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking about tin and lyn's exam results. i pray that they can get better results next time. really. but girls, of course, you have to study very hard for beautiful results. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheena freak suddenly jumped in front of me during a drama activity. he's such  freak! LOSER! =X he asked me out again today. through sms though. it said, '(in Bahasa) Ada waktu ngak bsk? atau weekend. aku mu beli baju baru tapi ngak tau mau yg mana. boleh ngak tolongin aku' eeee!!! amit2 ya! koq ngak tanya teen di yg lain sih? malah aku yg kesel ama-nya yg di goda. EEEE!!! JIJAI! (val taught me the word ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i got pretty close to my indo friends now. loving the indonesian company. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rained pretty heavily this morning and afternoon. borrowed an umbrella from meta in the middle of the road, while crossing. hahaha! went to the uni melb commonwealth bank with val and vincent to purchase our bank drafts. adelaide cost us $200 man! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during lunch, we watched a drama performance put up by our drama teachers. it was 100% fun and entertaining! never before had i laughed this happy. haha! jo and danny were super funny! =D both of which was and is my drama teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the HOI consultation with Jonathan. i was both trembling from the cold outside and from nervousness inside. but phew! i was relieved to see him greeting me with  big smile on his face, 'hey, rosemary!' love him so much!!! "WRITING ESSAY IS FUN!" haha. he said my points were alright. but it's too general that's all. i have to develop it further to enhance my essay. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singyen and i saw her eyecandy outside evan burge today! hahaha. he was just siting next to me when she was having the consultation with Jonathan. boy oh boy! how happy was she! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see her hse ltr. saw her kitten, Dolce. it was an evil one. hyper and scratchy were a big turn-off for me. she almost gave me many heart attacks! then later, singyen showed me hers and jas' room. boy! they were both BIG! i like!!! my room is pathetic that's all i can say.  i'm even more determined than ever now to get a bigger room somewhere else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val, tahnee and i went to eat at Mark's place today. we tried their Capri pizza, bolognese spaghetti and their moka ice-cream for dinner. the wind was blowing mildly when we walked along swanston street towards home. it's like natural air-con everynight really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-8898337319965934315?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/8898337319965934315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=8898337319965934315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/8898337319965934315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/8898337319965934315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/spideeman-movie-hoi-plan-dolce.html' title='sPIdeemAn mOvIe + HOI plan (= + DolCe!!! &gt;.'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-9105329088541783857</id><published>2007-05-12T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:05:59.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED A HOUSE SOON!</title><content type='html'>went for chemistry class today with valerie. the weather this morning was exceptionally cold. or should i say freezing? there's vapour when i talked or even breathed! i am amazed! (= winter is definitely coming... it seems like it. time to get more winter clothings mum! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;david was really great in explaining the atomic arrangement. much better than patricia i would say. he should have been our lecturer instead! sometimes, patricia is not really clear in her explanation.&lt;br /&gt;after that, i visited Tahnee at her apartment. my real intention is to get my March book and send Sarah's MNG coat to her. but because of the good company around, i decided to stay on. xiaohui was not at home too and the house seemed so empty and eerie. esther returned home shortly after i sat on the sofa, and she asked songs from me. from one song, i introduced more and more to her. in the end, i was left lying down on the sofa singing and feeling sleepy. i think i am almost dozing off when my phone rang. it was xiaohui! she asked me to wait for her in front of Church of Christ. i walked into the city all by myself. i waited in front of the church, with both my hands clasped around the bag for warmth. i was so glad to see them when they arrived. =D&lt;br /&gt;minghui's apartment was really nice. and it was cheap too! the toilet and room were big. the swimming pool, gym and they even have a chilling-out area, where we can view the stars from below. we're on the top of the building by the way. 33th floor! (= so i ran on the track mill for 15 minutes and i'm panting already! see, how bad my stamina is now!&lt;br /&gt;i like everything about the apartment, except that it is really located far away from Trinity and my friends in school! but it's in the city though! weeeeee!~ more shopping? bad idea. seriously. )=&lt;br /&gt;xiaohui and peter swam for many laps, dipped into the jacuzzi and sauna. i was so hungry as i waited for them. because i'm bored, as well, so i ended up camwhoring with the melbourne scenery as the background. =D so fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;before walking home, we all went grocery shopping at Laguna. i see more money flying away... )=&lt;br /&gt;xiaohui cooked dinner for both of us today. i could not help much because my cooking skill is really poor to cook up something nice for a meal. if it's a desert, then maybe i can help! =D haha.&lt;br /&gt;as for now, i'm at Jonathan's house. depriving him of his internet. hahahhaa! okay. i shall let him use it now. he seemed so impatient already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-9105329088541783857?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/9105329088541783857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=9105329088541783857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/9105329088541783857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/9105329088541783857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-need-house-soon.html' title='I NEED A HOUSE SOON!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-5485819134074034351</id><published>2007-05-10T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T16:58:04.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheena freak -.- and diamond!~ =D</title><content type='html'>grrrr! i knew it! i knew it! he is a freak!&lt;br /&gt;saw him again near the union house. walking in 3s with his buddies. the moment i realised that, i told nami and val, who were walking with me at the time, to slow down and not to make a lot of noise to attract attention. i seriously don't want to ever communicate with him again and again!!! yuck! that's so scary! i don't want this stage to be developed into sth more serious than this now. so the best remedy is to AVOID him as much as i can. yes. that's the most that i can do to solve this problem now. anyway, so i thought we were safe from them alr. but it turned out unlike what we expected. far from it! while turning into the corner into Grattan Street, they appeared in front of my eyes again. but they didn't know, you see. so i quickened my pace to avoid contact. but too bad! nami kinda shouted before she left off to Swanston to see her Jason. -.- 'Bye Mary!' argh! i was so doomed! argh! argh! argh! we continued to ignore them at first and accelerated our walk even more. we could ven hear shuffled footsteps behind us! freak!!! were they chasing after us??? eeww! i tried to close my eyes, wishing for God to take me and val away from that moment. but...!!! we had to stop by the traffic light. shuts! i could hear my heart stop when i heard his friend saying to me, 'Rosemary!' -.-''' why is my life so cruel???&lt;br /&gt;the walk together with them was intolerable. i couldn't stand it anymore. i feel like flying. leaping from that point of time off to bump onto 'diamond' instead. (diamond is nami, val and my secret admirer now! he's the most beautiful guy we'd ever known til date. hehe.) they asked me so many stupid question and said to me so many disgusting stuffs. i'm sorry for my language but seriously, i didn't want to hear what they're talking about AT ALL! in my heart, i'm like BUG OFF! BUG OFF! but of course, i'm not that baddd... )= all the while cheena freak didn't really talk much to me. except then when he talked, it turned me off?! ewwwww! arghhh! the more i look at him, the more irritated i am of him! eeeeeeeeeeeee! most of the time, it was his friend who was doing most of the yuckkkk yuck stuff! like for example, 'hey rosemary. me and ***** are going to the gym this friday. would you like to come along?' -.-''' guess what's my response??? those who knew me well, you should most probably know how i felt. irritateed. disgusted. and hate. yes. hate. i really cannot stand them anymore. their pretend-to-be-sweet face? eewww! not at all sweet. they are so flirty! =X i wish the rest of the Trinity girls well, if they were 'in my shoes' too. be CAREFUL!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i bought the bubble tea at the Union House today for dinner. the tea tasted so much worse than singapore's Happy Cup okay! i don't like it. )=&lt;br /&gt;okay so the vaccination just now was so much better than i expected. i was simply trembling and shivering before my turn came. especially, when the two cheena freaks were also there. what???!!! WHY? that's my question. why was their turn also near mine? that's totally weird. SO STRANGE! )=&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the vaccination was super fast. the doctor poked the needle into my arm super duper quickly. i was not even quick enough to turn my eyes to the needle to witness the process. the doctor was nice though. he reassured me that the needle was not at all big before the vaccination. (= thanks thanks!&lt;br /&gt;so what did i do today?&lt;br /&gt;went to Milano to check for any available apartment in the month of June. when the person told me that they have a limited type available, i was so stressed. and the price was like WHAT??!! 400 to 450 a week! tahnee and i were hiding our shock inside our mouth. =X well, i just pray that there will be cheap room available for tahnee and i in June. i really want to stay with her! really!&lt;br /&gt;then after that, we took a tram to Collin St for my ticket. and yes, i did it all today, including buying my return ticket to Melb. =D everything was so rush though. tahnee cried too while in Qantas because she was so stressed. haix. she misses home! )= aww~&lt;br /&gt;so good news, i will be flying back home on 2nd of July and coming back here on the 15th of July. YEAH! so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;i may or may not have a fever in the following week to come. the vaccination can cause severe side effects too, such as vomitting. =X argh! i cannot get sick! musn't!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-5485819134074034351?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/5485819134074034351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=5485819134074034351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5485819134074034351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5485819134074034351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/cheena-freak-and-diamond-d.html' title='cheena freak -.- and diamond!~ =D'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-7609885059322162801</id><published>2007-05-09T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T17:32:05.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emO_em0~</title><content type='html'>i cried yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;don't know suddenly felt so troubled and pressurised.&lt;br /&gt;over so many things... and they have datelines. so i have to deal with them sooner or later no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;it's not depression or anything, that's a different thing.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, the accommodation thing. i really want to stay at Milano! so that i can be close to Val!!! one of my bestest friend here who is an indonesian too. then Tahnee, my next closest friend, chinese, told me that she too would like to join me if i were to move to Milano. so yeah, i'm really determined to stay at Milano. i love that place man! =D&lt;br /&gt;secondly, so many assignments to do and plan. for instance, HOI essay. i think most of the people have started doing their introduction, if not, planning already. but as for me? *blink blink* the other thing is drama. due somewhen around 12 to 13 june. and the teacher stressed me by givng out the topics for me to choose already. so i'm like argh!!! so fast???! =X&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, my flight ticket is not yet confirmed. argh! this is very important for me right now. prior priority to be exact! i cannot not go back to singapore okay! but really, everyday is study study study. so i had a very limited amount of free time left. see! totally not my fault... okay. okay maybe i should try tml. try my very best after school! (=&lt;br /&gt;that's about almost all the problems i'm most worried about now.&lt;br /&gt;as for the others, guys problems. especially this one china guy. i talked about him actually in the last entry. super irritating! and the other 'african' guy, who's actually maurrisius (dont know how to spell), but i recognised him as african. anyway, he's xiao hui's friend. arrow neighbour too actually. except that i don't think i will even know him, if not for xiao hui. so yeah. he called me again today. actually i thought he stopped doing so since few days ago. but turned out, it didn't. so kesal! kesal! kesal! )=&lt;br /&gt;well, i really hope that i could start with my HOI essay now. latest tml. yep! =D i must! i must! i must! and get the tickets done by tml!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-7609885059322162801?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/7609885059322162801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=7609885059322162801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7609885059322162801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7609885059322162801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/emoem0.html' title='emO_em0~'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-4832175065929806979</id><published>2007-05-08T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T11:23:01.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUB- pushing you beer?</title><content type='html'>hohoho. i'm slacking at the Trinity library now. really slacking. while waiting for my next class to begin. maths 1 lecture with bell foozwell. haha. very young compared with my tut teacher peter. but peter is definitely much much mroe kind and caring. hahahaa. haix. not much people in the library now. i guess most of the people are at the Union House eating or on swanston Street. as for me, i'm loaded already. my HOI lecture ended early, with Jonathan Barlow. so, i had more than enough time to eat and walked back to swanston Street. so bored... so decided to blog. =D&lt;br /&gt;xh asked me whether i mind staying in the same room with her. i said,' i'm OK with that. ' when actually, inside i'm screaming out loud, 'NO WAY!' arghhh! i want to stay at Milano. the place where she hates. college square also don't want. so which one??? then actually yesterday, Sally, indonesian friend, introduced to me her apartment. currently, there's two on the lease. she said that it's really good and all that. if i were to stay there, i could get to know a lot of people from across asia. seems like fun too to me. but, the problem is i want to stay somewhere near to my friends. like valerie for one. so now i'm really really unsure as to where i should stay best.&lt;br /&gt;the china guy asked me out to the pub again. for the second time already. oh pls. don't he get the message yet that i'm not in the slightest bit interested in him? come on. look into the mirror! (oh my gosh, i am so mean.)&lt;br /&gt;aza also asked me out to the pub this coming friday night. her malay friends will be there. all of whom i am not close too. so it's weird you know. and they're celebrating shoba's (sorry for speling error. see! i don't even know how to spell the birthday girl's name! told you i'm not close to them, except Aza of course.) birthday. and i'm like huh??? is she even inviting me? if not, then i will be in a very awkward position to have appeared, in her party, uninvited. so NO WAY! although i would very much excited about wanting to go to the pub and see what it's like there, i refused to not go there with some group of ppl who i'm not familiar with. at that time, when Aza asked, i was still willing to consider whether or not to go. but when Aza said that i had to pay for it? FORGET IT! )=&lt;br /&gt;i believe there will be chances in the future for me to explore the pub. haha. during lunch just now, valerie told me of her first and last experience drinking alcoholic drink here in melbourne. it's really bad. so she vowed never to step into a pub every. in total, she drank 6 small bottles of beer! was that crazy or not?! =X&lt;br /&gt;and i'm here to study. i'd played enough last week. so no more maen2! belajar yg tekun, mer! iya...&lt;br /&gt;life's been good to me. except that i lost my camera pen last friday night during BIG NOISE. i'm really very sad abt tt. hope to find it soon! but when???! argh! actually i planned to look for it last saturday, but til now, i'd not yet started to look for it. haix. i'm such a lazy bum! help me get rid of this habit, anyone! )= anyway, in the happy mood, i bought a new pair of shoes last Sunday. adidas brand. pretty thing. in pink. cost me $98.90. tahnee was looking weird when i bought it from the shop. when i asked her, she just said that she didn't think that it's worth it. and i'm like 'who cares?' hohohohohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. got to rush back to swanston street again after this. class is starting at 1.45pm. argh! what a tiring day it had been. haix. study study study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY, STUDY HARD!~ GB everyone! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-4832175065929806979?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/4832175065929806979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=4832175065929806979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4832175065929806979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/4832175065929806979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/pub-pushing-you-beer.html' title='PUB- pushing you beer?'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-2350047522423959522</id><published>2007-05-06T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T19:18:38.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG NOISE 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG NOISE 2007 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was awesome man!!! XD totally enjoyed myself 100% two nights ago. 'Big Noise' was an event held by the Trinity College for 2007 students. the venue was at the Trinity Bullpadock. and the event that everyone was waiting for started at late 6 in the evening. before that, we had Chem practical til 3 plus. tahnee and i were almost late! we were so eager to arrive at class on time that we were succumbed to climbing barbed fences for a short-cut route. and i scratched my hand while climbing up into the authorized car-park area! man! we were so in trouble! that totally was an experience for me. so exciting! )= so tahnee and i ran all the way from the Q n A session with Jonathan Barlow, my HOI tutorial teacher at Evan Burge to Lincoln Square in just 7 minutes or less. ran like mad, let me tell you. our legs went really achy. however, it turned out that class started late. grr! and so, me and tahnee suffered and worried so much for nothing! )= i forgotten to bring my lab coat and safety goggles that day. but thankfully, the lab tutor was kind enough to lend me theirs. yeah! =D i wouldn't want to be like Jin. the last time, he lost all marks just because he arrived late for lab class. scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;that was the first time i had my Chem class with the Feb students. i made another friend. singaporean. Eunice Tang. (= she's very clam in her prac lessons i noticed. seriously. =X then after Chem class, Aza brought Tahnee and i to her house. there, i helped Aza do her vacuuming (i'm such a nice girl ^^) and ate lots of her bread and Kaya spread! heehee. =D then, Aza shared with me abt her friends and tahnee and i complained so much abt Arrow and compared College Square to Arrow. Arrow is so much more pathetic! )= haix! i want to move out of Arrow as soon as possible! QUICK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;then later i borrowed Aza's black Dorothy Perkins' top and we set off into Trinity campus. it was pretty early still. so we ended up taking lots of pictures first with the April Intake students. yalalalala~ i can tell that everyone was feeling oh super high that night! it was amazing!!! i missed it so much! (= then when the sky turned dark, the sound of the drum roll was heard, marking off the start of the event. all the group started by playing their instruments. i did not take mine so i did not play whole night long. except when i borrowed my group mates'. hehe. so all in all, i benefited. i could take photos while everyone else was playing, and i could play music too as and when i like. hohoho! it was very good time for everyone to bond together. so i think that's what made the event memorable. friends that rarely talk to me, talked then. =D happy! then, i was also so thick-skin as to ask my drama teacher to pose for a photo shot of himself. hahaha! XD he's cute! with his fat bulging tummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my group's performance was not as perfect as we expected it to be. but overall, the plan was still followed. so in conclusion, it was a big success! (= woohoo! fun fun fun! some other groups performed lamely, while others with a new and creative idea altogether. it was nice to see all the creativity that everyone could do on such short notice. (becuase we were only given one drama lesson to plan and practice our performance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;after all the group performed, there was a mass dance. AWESOME TIMES INFINITY! =D the experience was indescribable!!!! WAHHHHHHH.... =D truly love that night!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;then, after that, Valerie, Tahnee and i went to take pictures outside the Student Union House. haha! we were nuts i tell you. we asked the security guard on duty that night to be the cameraman. =D it was so nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;however, everything went perfectly that day, until Tahnee dropped my camera! (my beloved Sony DSC-N2!) ARGHHH! and also, Aza being so moody that day. and also, the Sushi Sushi restaurant was closed so we had to walk around to find food. wah! it was 8 alr and we still had not yet eaten. Tahnee was complaining all the while man! she felt stressed abt wasting her time walking arnd w/o doing anything. bleah... everyone was grouchy that night i guess. hungry and exhausted!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;anyway, as for now, there's not so much fun alr. back to studying time! HOI essay and homework! BLEAH~~~ =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;at val's house now. heehee. we went to church this morning. CHurch of Christ. er. bad. i did not want to go back there again. on to a new church again next week. =D where where where???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-2350047522423959522?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/2350047522423959522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=2350047522423959522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2350047522423959522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2350047522423959522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/big-noise-2007.html' title='BIG NOISE 2007'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-7540142918947147258</id><published>2007-05-03T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T15:15:13.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aUtumN cOnCert 2007 + aPpartmEnT cRaVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;autumn concert was just okay for me. not exceptionally a fascinating concert put up. but i guess it's the efforts that were involved which made the performance a tremendous success. obviously, as you can tell, from the thunderous applause from the audience after the last performance was played. however, i am not very sure whether it's because everyone feeling hungry and wants to rush off to eat their dinner or the performance is simply splendid. well, as for me, i clapped because i was happy to see this one gorgeous guy named Ben performing his drum act and another guy singing Beyonce song. his voice was so cutee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;then then then...i saw Ben in the library today. he didn't notice me though. )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;anyway, ehem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;after that, Aza, Naami, Aisha and i went to Nasi Lemak House. wah! the food was just delicious. the chilli tasted super hot! this is chilli man, i thought as i ate my Nasi Lemak Traditional. yum yum. but it's quite expensive though. $7.90! blaa. so there's no excuse for going there regularly. haix. not fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;been pretty busy this week. the timetable is really packed. so, all the shopping can only be done during the weekend. well, on one condition, homework have to be completed first! )= so tiring... sometimes, i felt so tired. it felt god to think that i could just give up all the studies now. TAPI, untuk cita2ku mau jadi dokter ini, HARUS bs dapetin 98%! my mind is set on it!! yeahhh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;tml we'll have Big Noise in the Bullpadock of Trinity College. all 400 students will be on the field. guess what we're doing? PLAYING MUSIC!!! =D then each of the groups will be performing one by one. it's going to be SUPER DUPER fun, of that i'm sure. my drama friends are very friendy and fun too. so i am looking forward to it definitely. yeepeee! BIG NOISE! i guess this will be the only big event that is happening for this year. i want it to be a happy one for all of us! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;i have got lots and lots of homework now. HOI essay. EAP homework. Maths 1 homework. Maths 2 homework. Chemistry worksheet. Literature storybook 'March'. wah! that's a lot of things for me to do. i don't even know where to begin! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;P.S. probably after the july contract here at Arrow, xiaohui plans to stay together with me still at some other place. i wanted Milano, but she's like NOT GOOD. argh! then actually, i wanted to stay all by myself, or with some other friend from Trinity, maybe Tahnee or the other. well, i have been troubled over this lately. how am i going to tell her? but on the other hand, i also don't mind staying here at Arrows again. but on one condition, i want a big room like xiaohui's! (= hiiiyyaaa... HOW? someone advice me what to do?&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/16543858-7540142918947147258?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/7540142918947147258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=7540142918947147258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7540142918947147258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7540142918947147258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/autumn-concert-2007-appartment-crave.html' title='aUtumN cOnCert 2007 + aPpartmEnT cRaVE!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-5258271040699468008</id><published>2007-05-01T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T15:49:21.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO NO NO!!! CHINA DISALLOWED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yikes!&lt;/span&gt; the china guy is really disgusting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;what am i supposed to do???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;wherever i go, he follows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;and when i avoid him, he calls my name from the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;WHY WHY WHY ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;my friend said that he's really freaky. because all he talked about was girls girls girls and more girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;FREAK! i pray that God can help me in this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;because of him, i dread coming to maths, drama and to school! argh! i want to be in a place where he does not exist. pls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;totally against him talking to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-5258271040699468008?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/5258271040699468008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=5258271040699468008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5258271040699468008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5258271040699468008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-no-no-china-disallowed.html' title='NO NO NO!!! CHINA DISALLOWED!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-3441885236309220560</id><published>2007-04-28T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T18:10:02.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bUdgEtIng + my fAmIly~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;school's starting again tomorrow. the cycle starts again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;anyway, my dad called yesterday brought forth good news to me. he said that they're most probably coming to Australia for holiday! alright! so delightful of me. can't wait~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;val and i paired up for laboratory work today, again. well, we're comfortable with each other so that's fine. this time, we did titration. easy stuff. but we both ended up being the latest to finish up. -.- after which, we ate at China Bar. a funny thing happened. because val didn't know what she ordered and i don't know how mine will look like, we turned out to be eating each other's order. =X LOL! so, i had to finish up that salty dish valerie bought. )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;next, we went for our chemistry extra class. here, we questioned Patricia  all our doubts and made her explain 'covalent bonding' part again. it was only then that i understood the topic better and clearer. for the past lectures, i was stoning the whole time because i couldn't understand what the the lecturer was talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tomorrow, val and i are going to POG. we'll be meeting Sally at Melbourne Central then. (= hmm. somehow, i felt so lazy to go to a new church now. HOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;felt like going back to Bethany. oh no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;anyway, they're all God's house. so, just go Mary! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;and i better start budgeting from today onwards. before the cash in the bank all disappears! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-3441885236309220560?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/3441885236309220560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=3441885236309220560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3441885236309220560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3441885236309220560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/04/budgeting-my-family.html' title='bUdgEtIng + my fAmIly~'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-1540395815009138253</id><published>2007-04-27T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T20:57:37.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mOtIvAtIOn plus sHOppIng!!! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;i am so happy...very happy...all so happy and happy and GAY! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;firstly- my academic performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i had gotten back my Chemistry and Literature results!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;happy for Chem, but depressing for Lit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;88% for Chem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;3.5/5 for Lit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;anyway, i m not demoralised by either one result because i know that i'd done my best for this time first test. so, well done, Mary! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i think i am the 5th highest in class for Chem. so happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;secondl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;y- shopping parade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Aza, Zi Yond, Valerie and I went to shop for 4 hours today after our Leeper library tour, which didn't prove to be any beneficial to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;as usual, i bought so many clothes. total i think, it adds up to 200 bucks or more. i hope dad won't kill me when he saw the bank statement man! =X anyway, i saw really some cheap bargain along the road. i was tempted so... but i did not buy unnecessary stuffs okay? they were pretty necessary actually. considering i had so few clothes back in my cabinet. i was clothes-repeating! =( and also, the weather is getting chilly. so, i had to buy winter coats in order to not freeze during winter. see! the money's worth it! Aza was quite fussy in choosing her clothes so in the end, she bought a few only. Val bought her winter coat too, and because she felt that her body was too skinny to fit in the clothes which she likes, she ended up buying a few too. unlike me. cause i think i looked great with everything! hahaha!!! =D so BHB! Zi Yond didn't buy anything, except for the bottle of lemon juice, which kept me and Aza going during the shopping. he was also king enough to help us girls carry our shopping bags. hmm. now i understand that it's useful to bring at least one male when we go shopping the next time round. that's what boys are for, right? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;well, that's all for now. will blog again as soon as possible. and to those who tagged, i miss you guys loads too! can't wait for July to come real quickly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;as for now, i better start preparing my chem lab report for class tml. can you imagine? it's Saturday tomorrow and i have got morning class to attend too?! grr~ we, April students, seriously don't have any holiday and fun, like the Feb intake, from the beginning of Term 1. hate it! and how could they separate us like that??! GRRR~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-1540395815009138253?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/1540395815009138253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=1540395815009138253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1540395815009138253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/1540395815009138253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/04/motivation-plus-shopping-d.html' title='mOtIvAtIOn plus sHOppIng!!! =D'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-3334035906084501563</id><published>2007-04-23T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T16:02:36.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fIrst dAy witH FEB sTuDenTs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;long day.... HAIX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"My first day at school with the February Intake classes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;terrible plus terrible plus terrible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i feel so alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and the girls in the class don't talk to me much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;the guys treat me like 'extra' except for this china guy in my Maths 1 class. i could't help it anymore. i am the only April student in the class. so since he was the only one sitting in my row, i took the initiative to talk to him first. and he was not handsome so... don't misunderstood okay! mary is a shy girl actually! ^^ then after that, we started exchanging phone numbers because we he felt the need to since we'll be together for drama class too. Peter was pretty caring and he's like showering me with the special attention that i don't really need. but it's very welcoming i think. (= cheers to Peter, the supposedly most boring teacher. as for now, he's the BEST! =D go sir! so Maths 1 class is not that bad. everyone else in class was pretty quite too. thank God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then then then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;next comes EAP. i met Aza after that. then Esther. Then, i was separated from both of them. Esther had other classes. then Aza left me and followed her friend. eeee! i was so scared at first, but luckily, i saw the signal for me to go upstairs for my EAP class. when i entered the room, VERY NICE! there's no chair for me to sit on. GREAT! then so, i took the teacher's chair instead. so much for the 1st day in school... )= then Aza was sitting far away from me too. so i felt alone again! the girl beside me was not that friendly so generally, not much talking between me and the Feb students. just me saying 'hi' to her first. bla~! Susan was a nice teacher though. but somehow i still prefer Frank to her. Oh Well~ maybe it's because i'm familiar with him than her? but overall, she's funny and has a unique personality. well, i just hope that the next EAP class will be just as great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;came lunch. Aza had to go home and wait for her mum's parcel. so, val, tahnee and i went to the Student Union  to have our lunch. the food there is AWESOME! and it's not as ex as Norsiah Kitchen. for sure! i like Val's Maccaroni Pasta! i must remeber to eat it the next time round. after that, we bought our safety goggles for Chem lab at the Mel Uni Bookshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then rush to maths class with Aza. let me tell you why this is the BEST class to me for today okay? because all the studdents in the class are from April Intake! i love it! all the familiar faces... (= except for the tutorial teacher though. he's new. name's Tonny. the go back to Swanston St for Chem. before we headed into the class, Dorcas told us all about her classes. which i think most of us were having the same problem as her too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Chem lecture was a disaster. although i sat beside my friends, Xin Yue and Jasmine, but i dun understand the lesson at all. firstly, the class was like a marketplace. terrible! so in the end, i don't understand a thing she's talking about. so, jasmine and i went up to the teacher to question her. then since we had so many things for her to explain, she decided that it would be better if she set up a class for all of the April students doing chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;btu overall, i had far better day than i had expected. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;well, tomorrow i will have drama. and i will be the only in the class again! i knew it because i checked everyone's timetable already last night! so SAD! but anyway, mary will SURVIVE all difficulties. i have to, to be strong. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;haix. i dunno. haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-3334035906084501563?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/3334035906084501563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=3334035906084501563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3334035906084501563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/3334035906084501563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-day-with-feb-students.html' title='fIrst dAy witH FEB sTuDenTs...'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-6245658220490091432</id><published>2007-04-21T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T21:36:09.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uhhU Uhhu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;        SHUTS! i did sth wrong just now in the laundromat. i accidentally paid for someone else's dried clothes to be dried. again. argh! at first i was wondering as to why my clothes are not spun yet. then it was THEN that i realized that i pressed the wrong machine! oh man! there goes my 2 dollars. i bet the guy's (i can tell from te type of clothes) lucky to be able to receive free extra drying for about 5 seconds before i realized my carelessness. haha! not the entire 30 minutes of course. then i turned the whole thing off. so til' now, the minutes are still ticking on from 30 minutes initially... i dare not stay in the laundro. afraid of the outcome when the guy notices that his machine is still running. *gulps* therefore, i had chosen to run back up my apartment and not see the expresion on his face. angry? shock? confuse? maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;grrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;        i am so sad! next week onwards, my school timetable will be shifted in a major way. although, there's still no change in the dismissal time. but most importantly, my class will be separated into different classes of which we are no familiar with- February Intake classes. so sad! that means i will see the crazy Jesica, the sweet Valerie and the gentle Tahnee less often! super sad! my three good friends. but fortunately, Aza have 6 same classes with me. so phew! big heave of relief!~ at least, there's someone that i am close to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;        anyway, i went for my first Chem practical today. this makes up 1.5% of our total mark for this year. it was nice. quite different from the practicals that i did in singapore. we actually have to wear lab coat- those long white cot that doctors wear, for lessons. so the whole process was pretty professional i woud say. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;        then, aza, val, tahnee and i went to Victoria market today. bought veg, carrots and strawberries. aza and i circled around the market, while val and tahnee went together. we bought the strawberry doughnuts too. it was so delicious. because it was raining and very cold then, so the warmth of the doughnut just feels so right at that time. later, hao yu came, and took my the other doughnut. argh! anyway, then we followed him to search for any guitar for sale. but to no avail. after we all had gathered, aza and hao yu left off the other direction while we three walked to the direction of val's Milano apartment. the place's huge i tell you. so nice! then after that, we cooked a lovely meal there. my soup tasted great again! WOW!! (= then, we set off to Melbourne Central to buy bags and spent about an hour there. finally, on to Big W and Safeway. i bought a red nail polish there. Mars choc. plus many many more things. Sam, Val's fren, joined us later and he helped us carry some of our stuffs. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;         last night and tonight, Tahnee will be sleeping in my apartment. because Xiaohui is away at camp and so, i am left by myself in here. so Tahnee agreed to accompany me and we planned to watch a show together tonight before we sleep. it's gonna be FUN! =D can't wait.... we should be meeting any moment now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;         so long~ goodnight! and good luck for the mid-year preparations, my friends back in singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-6245658220490091432?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/6245658220490091432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=6245658220490091432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6245658220490091432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/6245658220490091432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/04/uhhu-uhhu.html' title='uhhU Uhhu~'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-2122831692429711040</id><published>2007-04-14T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T16:08:18.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eNjOyIng mElbOUrne lifE~ =D with friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;guess where i am using this internet from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;my roommate xiaohui! yeah~ she's so kind right? of course. (= because i'm a kind person too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i think i'm pretty getting used to the life here in melbourne. (eww! there's a fly here in her room wall right now- beside me! argh!) fortunately, the sun shines a lot lately. so yeah!!! it's like FINALLY! i almost caught a cold last time when it was still chilly and freezing in here, especially at night. yikes yikes yikes. it's nice to experience it, you know, like for a day. but if i have to consider staying here for months, it's not really an excellent choice. but it's good, in a way. because here, it doesn't rain as often as it does in Singapore. i hate getting wet and soaked to my skin. or should i say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;extremely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hate it. but the advice for melbourne when it rains, is to keep hold of your umbrella tight at all times! (it might fly away if you don't!) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i had made friends here. the thing is, when you are placed in a new environment, you tend to be very friendly and try to make as many connections as you can. because in times of trouble, the people around are the ones you will need to help you in future. yeah. so i HAVE to make friends here, if not i'll probably not survive at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i've been doing lots of grocery shopping lately. and i really mean many!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;to begin with, this morning, i went with Aza, Jasmine, Wiri, Hao Yu, Xin Yan, Xin Yue, Alvin and many others to Victoria market. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(i was late because xiao hui was telling me all the information there is about vic market. and i made my friends wait for me at my lobby. arhh! well, being mary.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; so you can tell that we are really a big group. it's really cool, you know, for shopping. but it's totally weird for just going to the market. HAHA. so of course, we splitted up in smaller groups gradually. because we all had different preferences to what we are going to buy. Aza and i went in twos together. she helped me with most of the marketing actually. thanks a lot girl! =D the market is really HUGE. it was a sheltered area, so it was not hot despite the bright and burning sun overhead. very cool. most of the sellers there are locals. and i could still remember hearing them saying, 'We've got lovely fruits,' (= so cute! and i was cheated by a chinese lady. she said that that was lentils. but it turned out to be peas! grrr! i will not forget to not buy from her again in future. okay, from all the sellers, the butchers are the most intimidating of all. because they all had such big, heavy and towering body. and many of them were walking around to promote their meat. Hao Yu gave fresh strawberry doughnut to me and Aza. thanks a lot man! i didn't take any breakfast before that, you see. however, some of the strawberry jam dripped onto my hand though and i had to lick it off. yucks! no choice. i hadn't a single tissue with me in my bag. overall, i was feeling very tired because my shopping stuffs were heavy. then, Aza, Wiri, Hao Yu and i went home first because the rest still didn't finish with their mrketting yet. everything went smoothly when suddenly, i couldn't find the chicken when xiao hui asked for it. how forgetful of me! i panicked! after i had calmed myself down. i quickly called Aza to get Jasmine's phone number so that i could asked her to help me get it at the Poultry King stall before she went back home. luckily, she was still at the market. phew! i could have seriously lost a lot of money without those chickens man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;anyway, so after i took a quick shower, i immediately went down to take the chickens from jasmine. lovely! (= gave it to xiaohui and then, i waited at the lobby for Aza, Wiri and Hao Yu to come. we intended to go Laguna and Office Works together. they came and sat with me at the lobby too after that. because Xe Yond wanted to come to the city with us too. great! so we chatted while waiting for him to come. when he did, i was apparently gleaming. and excited to enter the city. before coming to Laguna, we popped by Rejects shop first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(i saw an old man and his dog performing the song 'How Much Is That Doggie In The Window?' on the street. i have to tell pris about this. i bet she'll be so happy! haha.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;because Wiri wanted to buy a dustbin. there, i bought a bday card for Lyn, a painting for mum and memo block for myself. at laguna, i bought more food and stuffs to fill up the refridgerator at home. and also, the jackfruits! haha. then we go to office works. the place looked small from outside, but in actual fact, it's huge! it had a lower ground and upper floor you see. Aza bought her printer stuffs, Hao Yu bought file refills and a hard disk, and i bought stapler, puncher and highlighters there. yeah! just great! =D then we ate lunch together at Melbourne Central, Sushi restaurant. i ate Tuna roll and Unagi roll, plus orange juice. how nice! then we chatted again. (= i told them about my horrible antsy experience and fried earthworms. haha. apart from Xe Yond, everyone else were appalled by it. anyway, then we took a tram back to Arrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(for myself) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;and their homes. it was a very nice day-out  together with them, definitely. what a great morning i had today! totally enjoyed it! too bad i didn;t bring my camer long with me. oh well. everyone was happy. even though Xe Yond did not buy anything. well, he did not plan to follow us at the beginning actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hmm. think i'll be going back to my studies now then. yesterday i studied till 2am plus okay. HARDWORKING right? i know i know. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; is my drive to a successful life in future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-2122831692429711040?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/2122831692429711040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=2122831692429711040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2122831692429711040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2122831692429711040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/04/enjoying-melbourne-life-d-with-friends.html' title='eNjOyIng mElbOUrne lifE~ =D with friends.'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-703238081154081627</id><published>2007-04-10T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T16:06:01.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life has changed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;great news great news!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;mary is not the last time 'mary' already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;now she has learnt so many things. you will be surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;maybe you will not even believe it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;firstly, mary knows how to cook! (that is frozen ready-to-be eaten food bought from Safeway- supermarket like Cold Storage. food here is expensive man!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;secondly, mary has learnt how to do her laundry and surprisingly, iron! (= (she's an expert now in domestic field. hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;thirdly, she is so lucky to have gone to the suburbs of Melbourne to explore the whole new view of Melbourne. (xiaohui and her church friends invited her to come along with them. so she went. and she did not regret going.) she visited Brighton beach, picked seashells along the shore. also, to the Silvan Reservoir but the view is not that nice to be honest. i was all the way shivering whole day and whole night. BRR!~ we ate at Miss Marples. their cones are supposed to be fantastic but t tasted plain to me, except for their strawberry jams. haha. their 'Royal Gold' tea tasted normal too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;went to Bethany church twice since i came here. i like it there. the pastor's funny. sermons' all good. and i sat beside 2 pretty handsome indonesian guys last week. awesome dudes! one of them almost fell asleep, so i gave each of them sweets to freshen them up. haahaa! because i am crazy that easter sunday and the Holy Spirit told me to give them those so i gave. obedient eh?! (= and ADON came to the church to perform a song too. the video that wasa played along with the song was just so sad. (extracted from the Passion of the Christ) i saw many aunties and uncles even wiping off their tears from their faces, i could see everyone because i was sitting at the very back of the room. SUPER SAD!!! i cried too!!! HUUHUUUHHUUhuuuu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i went xiaohui's ALPHA course last week. it was pretty much like City Harvest. but thir congregation is so much smaller than ours of course. and all we did that night was to eat, watch a sermon in a video and discuss about the video. it was not a church service. just a course or sth. then next week, they're going to hold an ALPHA camp during the weekends. tahnee (a Trinity friend staying at Arrow too) jumped at the opportunity to go so i followed too. hehe. maybe i can get to travel to a more interesting place? experience a more fun adventure? weeee... kinda looking forward to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;but of course, despite all the fun and laughters that i had, i miss mum and dad badly. )oh ya! thank God dad is all well! i prayed for him. haha. no wonder he is all well right? =D) my dear dear dear cut cute cute siblings and cousins living in castle green. haha! the other cousins staying further away from Yio Chu Kang and China, Shanghai. haha! ex-neighbours and bball friends who i know are missing me right now. HEHE. just kidding. schoolmates too, who i know are missing my laughers every now and then back in Singapore. haha... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i feel homesick at night. when i am left at home, alone with my housemate. when i have nothing to do. when i am hungry with nothing to eat. when i feel so cold after my shower. when i feel bored. when i feel happy. when i feel sad. when i have problems in my mind. when i feel sick. bla bla bla... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so before i end here, i just would like to say: Learn English to its fullest, my friends. because here in australia, the people speak really good English. fluently too. so explore the english language in and out ( i don't know whether such things exist or not), and be bold to speak up to the aussies in the western countries. 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China, Indonesia (yeah!), Malaysia, India, Taiwan, etc. the girls here are pretty. the guys here are not so handsome. haha! well, they're okay actually. i've got 2 giants in my class. a boy and a girl. they both originally come from China. amazing! all of them had different range of interest in our studies. some aspire to be a journalist, chemical engineering, doctor, dentist, commerce, bla bla bla. we are all 'on the high call' ye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the teachers are all super super friendly and funny here. each lesson just makes you laugh and laugh. but of course, they know how to be serious at the right time always. so don't think that i am having only fun here aye. i am suffering here as well. i still feel lonely most of the times. i miss my friends back home a lot a lot! and it's not easy making new friends here either. i have to know each and every one of them here afresh. find out more about their family background. their interests. talents. hobbies. you know that kind of thing. and so most of the time, when i feel tired and sad, i can't really turn to them just yet. because they are my acquintance. we have not yet made any strong connections so far. well, but i believe we will soon~ (trying to be super optimistic here.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the weather here is getting colder and colder everyday. i guess it's because of the upcoming winter season. well, that's gonna be a challenge to me. i'm only warm-blooded. i like the sunshine. i enjoy being under the sun, basking all day long. however here, even with the sun shining brightly in the sky, it is still chilly. brr! brr! brr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;last but not least, dad and mum are flying back to singapore tomorrow afternoon. SO SAD! i will miss them a lot! i can't imagine what my life will be like here w/o any of them here. i have been depending on them so much on my everyday life. so how i can survive the future is a mystery. really. i actually really hope that mum could stay for the weekend. (because friday will be a Good Friday holiday and next Monday will be Easter holiday) my roommate will be out of town with her friends (she will have a week of holiday for Uni) for the weekend. so will i be all alone for the weekend? who will cook and eat with me? who will talk to me? who will...? so worried for my future! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;mum brought me to BIC (Bethany International Church) last Sunday and she's persuading me to bring my Indo friends to there again this weekend. hmm...should i? well, i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;teachers are giving me us homework after homework already on the first lesson! they reasoned because we are now on the Accelerated programme so all the processes are accelerated as well. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;, aren't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tried doing laundry yesterday with mum and dad. midnight! and i had so many clothes to be washed!!! all the clothes i wore over at the hotel. i didn't know the launfry took so much time. 1 hour in total. so eventually, i slept at 1am in the morning. and was almost late for my class today! luckily my alarm was pretty loud and mum made the wake-up call for me. (= took a bath after that, and rushed down to meet Tahnee (China friend staying at Arrow too) and Valerie (Indonesian doing medicine too!). sorry to say but i was late today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;went to eat at Subway with Aza (Malaysian girl my age), Tahnee, Valerie and Jesica (Indonesian doing commerce). their meal size was so large that i am overwhelmed by the quantity of it all. i am always FULL everyday i tell you. (except for this morning when i had to rush off to school without breakfast- my stomach was grumbling throughout the morning lessons)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;okay i shall update again soon. ASAP! i promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i miss my friends back in singapore a lot! sometimes you guys asked me (in MSN or SMS) how i am, i just said i'm okay when i'm actually feeling really sad and empty here (insignificant)- just so that you guys won't have to worry about me. well, i'm trying very hard to have fun here. and definitely without my parents, it's going to be way way TOUGHER than i am expecting. i know. arghh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i will just depend on God from now onwards. He is the one i can always turn to anytime, anywhere and anyhow. i will just have to put my trust in Him and for all His Promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-8539296335132882151?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/8539296335132882151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=8539296335132882151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/8539296335132882151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/8539296335132882151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/04/settling-down.html' title='sEttLing dOwn~'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-5214606989766501433</id><published>2007-03-29T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T21:40:01.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm in aussie- melbourne! (=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OKAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;here i am now. in the room of Rydges Carlton Hotel down Swanston Street. the place's pretty much small and plain- kinda looking old. it hasn't that 'class' feeling and yet, it's expensive. AUD$250 PER NIGHT. talk about the most expensive hotel in town? AUD$28,000! believe it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;farewell was painful and depressing but still, i know that i have and have and must go through it. i cried out loud from castle green- kak yani prayed for me, in the taxi- when i talked on the phone with mum and dad's auntie, uncle and grandparents, at the airport- rushing over to my school friends' way. i can't believe just how much i am missing them right now. for example, their retardedness, their sarcasm, them being high, camwhoring together with them, playing basketball at night on the cg court almost daily, their crapping and lame jokes... the list goes on and on. but, it's alright. i will keep your presents to me and look at it whenever i miss you all. but those are not enough to satisfy my emptiness. i long for my holiday to come so that i can go visit you all!! oh ya, before i forgot. thank you for your presents. i love it very much! and all your hugs!!! will miss it day and night! thank you for sending me to the airport that night. what you guys had done means so much to me. THANK YOU! i will remember all of you forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and i miss CHC so much too! the presence of God and the comfort and peace that i seek there. i regretted not taking lots of photos of the place where we used to sit together as a cell group near the choir area. haha! i miss pastor kong! i miss the worship leaders! i miss pastor yock kiang! and last but not least, i miss the cell group people, especially my crazy cousins! )= how i wish you guys were all here. visit me!!! argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so, what have i been doing here in melbourne for the past three days or so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've seen my roommate and my new super small room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've walked and shopped down Swanston Street- City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've seen the tram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've shoke hands with an australian guy! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've seen Trinity College plus University of Melbourne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've eaten the side street food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've eaten at the Nelayan Indonesian Restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've booke the books required for my english and history of ideas foundation studies programme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;daniel (tante lanny's son- studying at Trinity Feb Intake) showed us into Trinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've registered my name into Trinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've taken lots of pictures with mum and dad around the school and melbourne city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've the keys for my apartment made already.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (thanks to xiaohui- my roommate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i've a bank account ready.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and what do i know so far about my new neighbourhood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the route to Trinity College.&lt;br /&gt;my school is super big and homey.&lt;br /&gt;the place to eat good food at Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;shops that sells secondhand books, vcds, boots, electronic appliances, etc.&lt;br /&gt;it is cold and windy even during the daytime.&lt;br /&gt;many asians around. much more than what i expected.&lt;br /&gt;aussies are mostly very friendly here.&lt;br /&gt;there's a church at the Basement of my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;my roommate attends to 'cell group' meeting every week below there too with many other of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;okay til here for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shall updated my life here in melbourne asap k?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so sad. there is no free wireless connection here like castle green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;must pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15 mins for AUD$5. and so on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eeee! not fun!&lt;br /&gt;tata peeps!&lt;br /&gt;peace out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-5214606989766501433?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/5214606989766501433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=5214606989766501433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5214606989766501433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/5214606989766501433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-in-aussie-melbourne.html' title='i&apos;m in aussie- melbourne! (='/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-7662369475344863049</id><published>2007-03-25T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T01:15:26.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mr. Bean...b4 bEing bAptIsed~ + 'gIfts' frOm God!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;family is the best for watching movies together with in my opinion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;above everything else except God that is.&lt;br /&gt;of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;even though mr bean's movie had been stupid- and some people may find it a waste of their money watching it, i still think that it had been the most entertaining, heart-warming, best of the best, worth it because mr bean's show have always been an unfailing film that never fails to bond my family together. and that's why i love it so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;in the days to come, i will be looking forward to the release of more mr. bean's films!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;MR BEAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;my whole family ate dined together at Sakae Sushi (Wheelock Place) yesterday evening. for the past few days, i've been carrying a lot of my cameras around. i don't wanna miss another moment of my time spent together with my beloved family members (including kakak) not captured in the lens! i have got no more time to lose. must treasure each second together with them and store it inside my mind and heart! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i ate as much as my stomach could fill in. total price mounted up to $160+. it is considered cheap for 8 people right??? maybe because lyn, kakak and i arrived at a later time so we kinda rushed the food down our gullets. oh well, naldo ate from the most number of plates yesterday, as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;then papi bought many pairs of shoes ,so that he could wear them to work, at this one store having sales of up to 70%! who could resist it??! i couldn't! and the reason as to why i had not bought a single pair there is because there's no size for my large feet! argh! i bet in australia, they have lots of my size. never mind. the designs there will be so much more unique and trendy too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;from wheelock place, we crossed the street towards Lido shaw centre. we were 30 minutes early so that initiated on going separate ways to window-shop. but i think the main reason is so that he could buy expensive things secretly behind our backs. could be, right? teehee~ meanwhile, mum and us girls wandered off to ladies' section and browsed for clothes. mum bought one sweater there. how nice! lyn wanted to buy this on really cool pants from M*Industries but didn't have the courage to go ask money from mami. typical of lyn! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;soon, it was time for us to went up the top floor for the movie. lyn and i met wq as we're going up the escalator whereas, we met shi han, pamm, ter, panu, ray and tin along the ticket queue line. the line is really really long. the movie was starting in 10mins' time and tintin's still queuing at the very back of everybody else. so we were really anxious and in doubt of whether they should watch mr bean still or not. however, we were lucky to notice the shorter queue beside the long one. so in short, we're like much faster than we should be initially. but just as we were about to take our orders from the counter assistant, this one man came out from nowhere and claimed that he should be given the opportunity to be served first since he had been waiting there for a long time already. i didn't know at first so i said, 'sir, you have to queue from the back.' and to my dreaded surprise, he snapped at me in reply. 'hey! you don't anyhow say okay? i've been waiting here from just now already.....(blablabla- he doesn't speak in good english)' so the three of us immediately backed away. even the lady at the counter was taken aback at this old uncle's rude behaviour. i also noticed that many people were looking at our direction too. how embarrassing! but it's not my fault, right? so there's no reason for me to be ashamed of myself. instead, i felt rather amazed at myself for standing up to my dignity. the old man didn't just stopped after that one time. he continued to shout at me after we had even shooed and made way for him to get his tickets. 'don't anyhow say okay! (blablabla)' and why? i think he felt ashamed of himself and guilty inside the heart! muahahhaa! i'm so so glad when the lady at the counter shouted at the old man to stop quarreling (the man still continued to defend himself and said that i was the one who started it all. excuse me?! you are the one who used the heavy tone first i'm very sure of it.) and apologised to us once it was finally our turn. i hope he will turn in to christ and kneel down in front of the altar with repentance 1 day man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;anyways, i laughed and clapped in histeria during the movie. we didn't sit together with the castle greeners though. they were seated at the very front row of the lido hall. and tin said that she could hear my laughter from down below there! LOL~ last but not least, lyn was seated at the seat number 23! WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the movie ended so quickly. it felt like only an hour just passed... eee! not 'fun'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;castle greeners went out for shopping after that. not exactly like what i had in mind but, at least we're all together. that's all that matters, right? hehe. took lots of photos with shi han, tin and pamm. prob the last time we'll ever hung out like this already. so have to treasure the moments and memories! our legs carried us to places we never thought of going, but we still went there. lol! we did things that we never thought of doing, but still did... i will definitely miss CG people! LOTSS and LOTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;we took the train home and a light drizzle started to come down. from the yck mrt station, we hurriedly ran to the 7-11 at the market. we made it just in time for the shelter and air-con! many many unexpected things started to happen then. first, i poured the wrong drinks into that Big Gulp bottle. thanks to the mr. act clever wq, he ended up pouring cola onto my milo! then we later realised that both of us were wrong! so we poured the right drinks- coca cola, in and the drinks become so unfit for human consumption. there wasn't like any distinct taste to the mixture so it tasted horrible. kinda messy to the tounge. yuck! ok. second, i bought Tigger playing cards, pretty similar to the Pixie deck Pris have. love it! third, the 7-11 cashier asked whether she could be my friend too. even after pamela told her that i'll be leaving to australia soon, she still insisted on making that friendship happen right there and then when i made my payment. how similar to val's wei kiat! =X scary! haha. then we got home by taxi. and stayed around the club house for a while before mum called me up. we took lots of photos together there, with the help of the security guard. oh well, everyone was cooperating except panu and his shyness! haix. anyway, i'm left with tml to spend the night with them already. and i will force each and everyone of them to take with me individually. so panu, better get ready! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;pamm, shi han, wq, tin, lyn and i went for casuarina prata together. this is most prob the last time i am eating at this place already. how sad! i am gonna miss those indians serving the tables! i am so gonna miss their smell! i am so gonna miss their accent! (= (although they failed to serve my coconut over to me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;casey treat preached today on 'Your Vision is Your Future' in church. the message was powerful. he was funny and made us laugh after important points were made clear to us- maybe to awake each and everyone of us. this is one service i did not see tin tin and lyn dozing off to sleep again. haha! =D after service ended, pastor yock kiang prayed for my trip to australia and my studies there. he said he was sorry not being able to send me off to the airport on tues night. well, it's okay. his prayer meant a lot more to me than just bidding each other goodbye at the airport. (= and i am so gonna miss ce fen2 and sen2!! wewe! haha. and the train people. yun xi and jing xuan! the sweet steph! the hairy tetekresia! just kidding. theresia* so many lovely people i'll sure be missing when i'm all so lonely there in australia. )= the ones who encouraged me on to walk my christian life with faith and hope for God's purpose and promises to be unleashed onto me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;thank you guys for making church services and cell groups fun and something to look forward to throughout all these times. i will try my very best to come back to visit as soon as possible okay? dun you guys ever forget me! i will cry if that happens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i met xiaohui's sister (my roommate's sister) for the first time after church just now at woodland's control station. waited like very long for her to appear not knowing that she was there all along! staring at us eye to eye. but we didn't recognise one another to be the one we're looking for! argh! wasted time waiting for nothing! the weather was stuffy too then. hot hot hot! was starting to sweat because of all the waiting. anyways, lyn and i spent some time popping by causeway point Metro to check out arabelle's (my sister's friend) wish list for her birthday. but we just couldn't find it after all. lyn said maybe she would buy the bday present at PS on tues then. oh well~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i was water-baptised by one of the pastor from bethany church today at 5pm. i was actually feeling rather doubtful for the first part. i didn't know what to do. was at a loss. but thank God, his ppl were all very caring and full of concern towards others. so i settled down with ease and could relax with the others while listening to the introduction part of the baptism. everyone (that i could think of turning up) came. my whole family. kakak. tante dewi's family. tante hana's family. tante yanti's family. tante melly's family. plus so many other families related to mum's FA. i felt really honoured today because they'd took out their time on this sunday to come give me their support. i love all of them a lot! that true and deep compassion is always felt when i looked into their eyes. a love so pure from God~ and of course, we took lots of photos together. what a big group! and i'm proud to say that my crowd was even bogger than mum's last time. teehee~ chiieee! so obviously, i was smiling all the way tonight. until my jaw went numb. the small chidren also sure knows how to make me laugh. nasya. ryan. daniel. samuel. michael. tissue boy, etc. =D they are all so cute and wonderful! but sometimes, i don't really understand what they're talking about. but i chose to smile at them all the way because they are so full of compassion and love. they deserve it man! daniel bought me this glow-in-the-dark cross keychain as my baptism gift. how sweet! tante yanti gave me a backpack bible! thank you so much!! (nasya already gave me her angel keychain that time during FA.) all in all, i'm really very very happey that these busy uncles and aunties came down all the way to bukit timah to support me in this important part of my spritual life. God Bless You all!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;in celebration to me being baptised, mum invited everyone to ayam penyek at Lucky Plaza. (oh! we saw ko henry there with his friend eating. what a coincidence! anyway, he came by to say hi to us before going off.) all of us children sat on one table. the ladies on another one. and then the gents on the other. so how do we entertain ourselves? with jokes, riddles, common sense questions! =D totally memorable really. these kids made my day! uncle freddy also made some stupid jokes about the spelling for Melbourne and Sydney. he changed them to Melt Burn and Seed Knee. stupid right? LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;however, it was not all happy today. ryan made michael cry because of some folish drawing made by ryan over michael's photo inside my camera. when michael snatched it away from me initially, i thought it was over! my camera's in jeopardy! argh!!! i tried taking it away from michael but failed. in the end, it was with his parents' help that i had my camera back. ryan received a lecture (not really) from tante melly before she went home later. and uncle freddy just kept on  smiling and apologizing to me, 'Sorry yah.' (= such a nice father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;we bid one another goodbye and wishes for a safe trip were said every now and then around 9pm plus. i am very much smiling on the ride home and singing the song 'Itu Aku' from tintin's iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;P.S. i am determined to go buy an iPod tomorrow. but have to take money from the bank and lyn first. and when is the right time??? where???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-7662369475344863049?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/7662369475344863049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=7662369475344863049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7662369475344863049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/7662369475344863049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/03/mr-beanb4-being-baptised-gifts-from-god.html' title='mr. Bean...b4 bEing bAptIsed~ + &apos;gIfts&apos; frOm God!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-8798985782578550878</id><published>2007-03-24T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T13:16:32.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT'S WHEN I LOVE YOU- ASLYN</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;That's When I Love You&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- aslyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;When you have to look away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;When you dont have much to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when i love u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love u just that way  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;To hear u stumble when u speak  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Or see you walk with two left feet  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when i love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love u endlessly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And when you're mad cuz you lost a game &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Forget im waitin in the rain  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby i love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you anyway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;So here's my promise made tonite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You can count on me for life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz thats when i love you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;When nothin u do could change my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The more i learn  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The more i love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The more my heart cant get enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when i love you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;When i love you no matter what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;So when you turn to hide ur eyes  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz the movie it made u cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when i love u i love u a lil more each time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And when u cant quite match ur clothes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Or when u laugh at ur own jokes  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when i love u  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love u more than you'll know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And when u forget that we had a date &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Or that look that u get when u show up late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby i love u  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love u anyway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;So here's my promise made tonite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You can count on me for life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz thats when i love u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;When nothin u do can change my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The more i learn the more i love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The more my heart cant get enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thats when i love u i love u no matter what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thats when i love u  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;When nothin baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothin u do can change my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The more i learn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The more i love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The more my heart cant get enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thats when i love u when i love u  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-8798985782578550878?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/8798985782578550878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=8798985782578550878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/8798985782578550878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/8798985782578550878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/03/thats-when-i-love-you-aslyn.html' title='THAT&apos;S WHEN I LOVE YOU- ASLYN'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16543858.post-2326135953817589030</id><published>2007-03-24T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T02:17:52.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shOppINg wIth dAd~ kIssing tIn!!! air-con man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;super cool! super neat! i went shopping again. but this time with papi, my dad and erica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;only the three of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and again, many people misunderstood me as my dad's wife, or else, erica's mum. lol! isn't that the same thing? so everywhere we go, people turned their heads to look at us. i can tell papi felt awkward too given their attention. i have to admit, i felt super super awkward too! even though deep inside, i perfectly understood that he's my father. but still, i can't help noticing people's point of view. let it be negative or positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;however, the shopping trip had been fulfilling and fun apart from all that. maybe today i spent almost $600! call me a Big Spender or what! =P let me give you a brief list of what i get from today's shopping okay? get ready for a super long one... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1. BenQ 8x DVD R/RW ($169)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2. Logitech QuickCam Fusion ($149)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3. Mobile Gear Optical Mouse ($32.90)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4. Notebook Protection carrier ($99)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5. Notebook Protection Cover ($21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;6. a journal ($)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;7. 3 Hallmark wrapping papers ($1.50 x 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;8. iPod magazine ($24.90)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;                                            &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   ...lots more lots more!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;shocked? haha! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;papi so generous man! probably i am the most pampered kid in the whole wide world! but of course i can control myself when i have to. that's why mum worry that i will marry off to a not-so-rich husband next time. because if that happens, i will suffer greatly. not being able to buy what i wanted to buy...that kind of thing. i totally agree! haha! XD my husband better be a rich man ar if he wants to make me happy! hahahahha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;so many people asked me this question today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'You are her mother or his daughter?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;why do i have to look so old?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;anyway, i had a very weird dream that panu was mad at me, when actually i thought that it would be terence. it seemed very real and the reason why he got mad is super weird. nonsensical!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;one more thing. i shall take note of this as a special request from someone. you should know who you are. i accidentally kissed my own cousin yesterday night while we played cards. eeww!!! and today, just today, tintin kissed another girl friend of her in school! haha~ bad luck man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;p.s. the air-con guy asked for me again when he came by auntie's house to repair the air-con. the charming and handsome one! the one who has portugal blood! the one with the killer eyes and sharp smile! argh! was so happy when auntie ria told me about it through the phone just now. *blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16543858-2326135953817589030?l=sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/feeds/2326135953817589030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16543858&amp;postID=2326135953817589030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2326135953817589030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16543858/posts/default/2326135953817589030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetxmemoire.blogspot.com/2007/03/shopping-with-dad-kissing-tin-air-con.html' title='shOppINg wIth dAd~ kIssing tIn!!! air-con man!'/><author><name>Rosemary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679046732178286753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdybDoiWbq4/TTSHQeLxUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0gzJClhQBMo/S220/Yummmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
