<?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-7416142710898434875</id><updated>2012-02-06T01:55:04.895+08:00</updated><category term='.'/><title type='text'>do u understand love?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-6572478992222423322</id><published>2012-02-06T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T01:14:33.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o.o</title><content type='html'>OMG i didn't know my last post was almost one year ago ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recap time!&lt;br /&gt;~Still single&lt;br /&gt;~Still playing aika&lt;br /&gt;~Still deferring my diploma for no reason&lt;br /&gt;~Still very lazy and don't wanna go work!&lt;br /&gt;~Quitted MOF thoroughly&lt;br /&gt;~Did extension and removed it already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's been almost a year, nothing had changed, I'm still the forever alone me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to know some great friends, but apparently I don't mean as much to them than they are to me. So no point isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Only lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I just need my Po no matter what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3gPSG2bEnA/Ty6z9lNgnFI/AAAAAAAABBU/FW4ssuYHwas/s1600/Snapshot_20120206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3gPSG2bEnA/Ty6z9lNgnFI/AAAAAAAABBU/FW4ssuYHwas/s640/Snapshot_20120206.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep soon, really very tired! Visit my blog when I blog again k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBHvXTUkaGE/Ty60BjTbz1I/AAAAAAAABBc/d1GVjnbbibU/s1600/Snapshot_20120206_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBHvXTUkaGE/Ty60BjTbz1I/AAAAAAAABBc/d1GVjnbbibU/s640/Snapshot_20120206_2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;trying very hard to eat lesser&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-6572478992222423322?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/6572478992222423322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2012/02/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6572478992222423322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6572478992222423322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2012/02/oo.html' title='o.o'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3gPSG2bEnA/Ty6z9lNgnFI/AAAAAAAABBU/FW4ssuYHwas/s72-c/Snapshot_20120206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-5744247707273688180</id><published>2011-05-11T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T16:59:42.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting 3D2N</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps.. I'm currently at one of genting's lan shop doing nothing right now. I was here because my mum asked me to and she sponsored all my expenses and I really mean ALL!!! Don't have to pay for the hotel, coach, food and entertainment. She and her friends gave me a total of RM450 to spend on my own and still asked if its enough or not. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why would it be insufficient?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I bought a pink watch for just RM15, some accessories, eyeshadow and eyeshadow brush for a total of RM40, some gums and maggi for RM20 and bought 4D too! HAHAHAHA. All the stuffs like so cheap lols! Gonna watch a movie at 915pm later, PRIEST! I hope it's not very scary.&lt;br /&gt;Left with around RM250? I don't know what I should do with those money, spend on clothes and accessories? Like nothing nice here to buy already ==&lt;br /&gt;Think I walked all of the shops in the hotels already. I'm deciding if i should buy a 2way bus ticket to KL tomorrow, I mean like seriously, its 430pm and i have nothing else to do, WHAT ABOUT TOMORROW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REGRETTED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I heard that Baobao they all maybe going clubbing tonight, and im gonna missed it because im at genting now. *heavy sigh*&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND AND AND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;In the lan shop, they didn't have AIKA! How can they not have AIKA?!?! It's like the BEST game ever! Ok, for me it is. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bored im bored... Im really fucking bored!!! Maybe i should just tell my mum that im gonna buy a ticket and coach back to SG now zzzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;I may be able to sneak into the casino, but its not like i have the capital to gamble anyway, and it really isnt that exciting to SEE people gamble, what entertainment is there?&lt;br /&gt;Who wanna go to the themepark alone also. I've done it once in the past and im not gonna do it again. It's so lame. Going on rides alone is one thing, going rides alone that you have rode BEFORE ALONE is another thing.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to waste money to camp at the lan shop also, no aika, what else can i do? Read manga from mangafox? How many titles would i finish by the time my pocket becomes dry? It's fucking RM15 per hour! Super not worth. And I only bought an hour for now since I wanna try to see if there really isnt AIKA in the computer. I just dont wanna believe it when the person told me that there isn't and he will not be able to download it for me. SOB SOB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with downloading a new game? It's not like it's taking that MUCH space in the computer anyway, and AIKA is popular with malaysians too!&lt;br /&gt;*stopped writing and went facebooking* &lt;br /&gt;Ok, just 2 seconds ago, i was viewing&amp;nbsp; aikasea's profile on facebook. AND YOU KNOW WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE UPDATING PATCH AND WILL RELEASE THE LVL 60 CAP TOMORROW!! FUCKING FML!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just turned lvl 50 yesterday which was the supposed cap level, and im only 2% ?! HOW TO GRIND SIA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel like going home more and more.. I want to grind, I want to advance job.. GENTING YOU SUCKED&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;i love aika&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-5744247707273688180?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/5744247707273688180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2011/05/genting-3d2n.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5744247707273688180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5744247707273688180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2011/05/genting-3d2n.html' title='Genting 3D2N'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-2832820362834875816</id><published>2011-04-10T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T08:39:48.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words taken back</title><content type='html'>No, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I still love you, everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, me, you and Donovan went JB together. It was such a memorable day and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole time, you held onto my hand, it was as though we had never broken up before.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was great, but it all ended too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;I know that a day like this won't come by again so easily, but I will still yearn for it.&lt;br /&gt;You treated me as though I was your girlfriend and of course I treated you like mine, I always hope that we never ended.&lt;br /&gt;We finally sang a duet together, our first, we never sang one before.&lt;br /&gt;I anticipated what will happen but I still went for it, thats because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Never have I felt this way with another man, it's just you.&lt;br /&gt;You may not feel the way like I do, I bet I was an entertainment all along.&lt;br /&gt;When will you ask me out again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vPElmVArkLA/TaD1A_8DLlI/AAAAAAAABA4/sQlxgwYfEsY/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vPElmVArkLA/TaD1A_8DLlI/AAAAAAAABA4/sQlxgwYfEsY/s640/003.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, went to the one at City Square! Got complimentry buffet! SOOOO  much better than the kbox's! Next time ask Pei Xuan go with me again,  cause I don't know still got who can travel across the borders. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1F8XVx0y7jo/TaD1lmWlLWI/AAAAAAAABA8/cY9r14qdWZQ/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1F8XVx0y7jo/TaD1lmWlLWI/AAAAAAAABA8/cY9r14qdWZQ/s640/005.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His slippers and my wedges. We were all freezing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EP_VIOY9nnM/TaD2KSvmBpI/AAAAAAAABBA/1yUr3gFLymE/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EP_VIOY9nnM/TaD2KSvmBpI/AAAAAAAABBA/1yUr3gFLymE/s640/010.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took without him knowing.. No flash nor focus. I love you :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KdLcqr0V4d8/TaD23LwP7YI/AAAAAAAABBE/9Prd3XOzHu0/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KdLcqr0V4d8/TaD23LwP7YI/AAAAAAAABBE/9Prd3XOzHu0/s640/011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AFo4hHmTkl4/TaD3ZSMRDBI/AAAAAAAABBI/NhaFCp1ym-A/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AFo4hHmTkl4/TaD3ZSMRDBI/AAAAAAAABBI/NhaFCp1ym-A/s640/018.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't we just get back together? Like how we were 5 months ago? Yesterday you told me that I was your girlfriend. But I know you were #justsaying, I couldn't sense any seriousness in you. I'm glad.. At least you ignored HER call and whatsapp when I was around. You didn't hush me and pick up the phone nor whatsapp while backfacing me.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING WAS JUST LIKE 5 FUCKING MONTHS AGO!&lt;br /&gt;However, it ended when I sent you to work and bid you goodbye.You did not whatsapp me up till now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed. :(&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;FML&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-2832820362834875816?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/2832820362834875816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2011/04/words-taken-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/2832820362834875816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/2832820362834875816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2011/04/words-taken-back.html' title='Words taken back'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vPElmVArkLA/TaD1A_8DLlI/AAAAAAAABA4/sQlxgwYfEsY/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-7570976543943848854</id><published>2011-04-04T05:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T05:15:36.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idontwannamissyou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-his1jDODvk4/TZjewtV7gZI/AAAAAAAABA0/TZ5fWOzFXiA/s1600/72168_1474528147654_1367209127_31035838_5862687_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-his1jDODvk4/TZjewtV7gZI/AAAAAAAABA0/TZ5fWOzFXiA/s640/72168_1474528147654_1367209127_31035838_5862687_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You untagged the only photo that has me and you together.. The ONLY photo that we took, I don't understand the rationale behind these. Even though we both looked like a dork, but i still treasured this photo, and I thank Mharyanne for taking it secretly since you like to hide away from the camera so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you're just afraid that you Malaysian GF would find out? Whatever's the case, I'm saying bye to you. I wouldn't give a damn whether you call me out or not. SMS or whatsapp. i won't reply a single one. The KL trip, I would take it that you hadn't mention it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over. It's really over this time round. I'm moving on, moving to a place without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all those clubbing, drinking and flirting really did help removing you from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Malaysians PLEASE! It was the WORST decision ever to be made by me! When I had a crush on PB, I don't even want to be his girlfriend due to him being a Malaysian. But in the end i still went steady with GM when he was one too??? Bad bad mistake.. I remember I said before that I won't date a Malaysian, what was wrong with me when I accepted his pursuit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HECK about love now and shall concentrate on my studies which will resume 2 weeks later.. ;(&lt;br /&gt;Need to sms Miss Sze later to ask about my readmission procedures if there's any. I should just stay awake till 6am and SMS her, hopefully i wont be disrupting her sleep. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for school&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-7570976543943848854?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/7570976543943848854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2011/04/idontwannamissyou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7570976543943848854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7570976543943848854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2011/04/idontwannamissyou.html' title='idontwannamissyou'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-his1jDODvk4/TZjewtV7gZI/AAAAAAAABA0/TZ5fWOzFXiA/s72-c/72168_1474528147654_1367209127_31035838_5862687_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-6032695498025835012</id><published>2011-03-20T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T09:48:53.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothin'</title><content type='html'>I just felt like blogging though i had nothing much in mind actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just another working day. Not busy, but busy chatting.. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;Though it's ordinary yet it's special: A customer bought me 2 tequila shots!&lt;br /&gt;Slurped it down and it was damn shiok! The lemon citrus after the shot was just heavenly~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still confused, I really thought I looked horrendous without make up on and contact lens, the wig is optional, yet someone told me I looked sweet! The customer asked for my number too, and thats the me without everything on! WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;Also, there's this keyboardist from the live band told me that I was cute when he first saw me, and then the next week, he stopped me when i was clubbing there. Obviously he didn't recognise me, not many people could remember my name at that point YET let alone expecting such a great transformation in my looks right? And so he told me that I was beautiful, that he works here and would like to know me, and I told he that a few days ago you told me I was cute and I work here too..! He stunned. ROFL damn funny.. I love seeing people with that stunned reaction when they realise that I am me. 8DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one malay bouncer who asked for my number before, and that same night I waved at him and approached, also, he gave me the who-are-you look.&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You asked for my number and you don't recognise me now?"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Huh?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You just asked for my number a few days ago right!"&lt;br /&gt;Him: *surprised look* OMG! You look damn different!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *smiles and left*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0GMTEPP9-bI/TYVa1u0nugI/AAAAAAAABAw/8nUo20fD0AQ/s1600/IMGP0164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0GMTEPP9-bI/TYVa1u0nugI/AAAAAAAABAw/8nUo20fD0AQ/s320/IMGP0164.JPG" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pTKkjCdGSgM/TYVZbMGAvNI/AAAAAAAABAs/udFZZxxnm_k/s1600/011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pTKkjCdGSgM/TYVZbMGAvNI/AAAAAAAABAs/udFZZxxnm_k/s320/011.jpg" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Who will believe at first glance that this two are the same person? Not me for sure =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i didn't edit/phtoshop both photos at all, it was just make up+wig+flash+angle that make it different from the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two photos was only taken on a two days gap, it's not years but days.. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not very chio la, but at least not ugly can? Thats why I always believe in the saying that there's no ugly woman only lazy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the right is lazy to makeup when go out and on the left is go clubbing must makeup suisui then willing to step out of the house.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my teeth to be more straightened and less bunny.. If I am going to edit my photos any soon, the first that I'm gonna touch on is my mouth, not eyes not cheek but mouth! So fucking disgusting, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed, it's like going to be 10am soon and I'm still here blabbering about nothin'(?), playing neopets and ranting on twitter etc.. STOP TIME!&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;who's my boy?&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-6032695498025835012?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/6032695498025835012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2011/03/nothin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6032695498025835012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6032695498025835012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2011/03/nothin.html' title='Nothin&apos;'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0GMTEPP9-bI/TYVa1u0nugI/AAAAAAAABAw/8nUo20fD0AQ/s72-c/IMGP0164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-3823510056077374463</id><published>2011-03-18T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T07:12:45.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Life</title><content type='html'>Long time no see again, busy with work as usual, but not at the same place now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten a new job since January (and now it's March and I hadn't update about it yet), but i still return back to MOF once in a while if they need staff urgently though, or if I'm able to wake up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about my new work place, Titanium, Roysten said that we are an Asian fusion life entertainment centre, but to ALL members of the public, other than he himself, we are a THAI club. Get it? Who the fuck would tell others that we are an Asian Fusion Life Entertainment Centre, so damn freaking long, when you could just describe it as Thai club? Short and sweet, two syllabus? We do have Thai singers, dancers and coyotes anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come down any day and you may happen to see me there working too! Age restrictions apply though, it's not as if I could take you in, I'm not the shareholder, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;Ladies 21, Gentlemen 23 and ONLY covered shoes please. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Fe2pyRBHryQ/TYKLOA1otII/AAAAAAAABAg/fTWvVkt6CWc/s1600/171632_136771626386230_100001601812235_223417_5635780_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Fe2pyRBHryQ/TYKLOA1otII/AAAAAAAABAg/fTWvVkt6CWc/s640/171632_136771626386230_100001601812235_223417_5635780_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I'm not just working at Titanium! I work at Arena too! Bet everyone heard of Arena, it's located at Clarke Quay one of the more popular places that party goers will crash to. Titanium and Arena are both under the same company, it's just like MOF and Lenas! Different uniform, different name, but same boss, same handling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arena's entry age is lower, unlike Titanium, just 18. Not really like Zirca, Zouk or Powerhouse, Arena has a live band. Not that I mind, I treat the live band set as my break time and the DJ set as the shake-my-body time when i club there myself! During live band, I would sit down, relax, play the dice and drink, as there's bottles to finish! But IMHO, i preferred Zirca. Powerhouse and Rebel sucked, I'm a human, not sardines, I dislike squeezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rihpN-q0hD4/TYKRImYLhyI/AAAAAAAABAk/cNunrni_iHo/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rihpN-q0hD4/TYKRImYLhyI/AAAAAAAABAk/cNunrni_iHo/s640/001.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOH!!! I AM SO FUCKING CRAZY MAD ABOUT THIS KOREAN DRAMA NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's named DreamHigh, storyline is like those teenagers trying their best to becoming Korean idols! DAMN NICE CAN! If only the main female lead could be slightly less attitude, I would love it even more ==&lt;br /&gt;Something like 紫禁之颠 if anyone has watched that before, a super old Taiwan drama starring most of the K One members, just that it doesn't encircle around only dance, this Korean drama is into singing too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER recommended to watch.. 5/5 rating ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fkseb8g6Do4/TYKTVzPawWI/AAAAAAAABAo/dy6Pc1l5UOk/s1600/dream-high-header.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fkseb8g6Do4/TYKTVzPawWI/AAAAAAAABAo/dy6Pc1l5UOk/s640/dream-high-header.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the actors/actress are of popular Korean groups like T-ara, 2pm or even popular singers themselves.. Worth the watch due to the dances and songs, bet they had a hard time rehearsing for these! They performed Genie by SNSD too! *loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is around the corner, and I'm dreading for it. It just feels weird to be back in the class after these months. I have been in a completely different environment, will I be able to adapt back to before? Did I forget the reason as to why I defer my course in the first place? Hell yeah.. Why did I defer?&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iampatheticgal92&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-3823510056077374463?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/3823510056077374463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2011/03/night-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3823510056077374463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3823510056077374463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2011/03/night-life.html' title='Night Life'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Fe2pyRBHryQ/TYKLOA1otII/AAAAAAAABAg/fTWvVkt6CWc/s72-c/171632_136771626386230_100001601812235_223417_5635780_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-8265091064506652568</id><published>2010-11-06T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T02:43:08.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damed the laptop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thought that pinky finally recovered.. BUT FUCK NO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before starting to type this blog i restarted pinky at least THRICE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If this problem persists, i will have to call AsiaPec again..How troublesome.. zzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can Monday arrive soon? There's like so many necessity that i need to get, bills i have to pay and food i want to eat.. I'm not gonna camwhore and post my photos up until i buy my contact lens and got makeup done nicely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I need a photo with him.... It's been 2 months, but we still hadn't taken a nice photo together..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And and..i think its really the spects and the no make up that make me looked like a 16 years old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNRKB0Ey4iI/AAAAAAAABAI/aoTPlC6S7Fg/s1600/27232_378946238316_675018316_3875033_5676654_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNRKB0Ey4iI/AAAAAAAABAI/aoTPlC6S7Fg/s640/27232_378946238316_675018316_3875033_5676654_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last year's photo, with a close to black hair colour and a fringe thats even worst than my current one, yet I looke older than a year later's me. Get the scissors away from me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNRNVH0hz0I/AAAAAAAABAU/CuizMXxMWOw/s1600/27265_355248827120_678627120_4067663_1548745_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNRNVH0hz0I/AAAAAAAABAU/CuizMXxMWOw/s640/27265_355248827120_678627120_4067663_1548745_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i.n.e.e.d.t.o.g.r.o.w.m.y.f.r.i.n.g.e.l.o.n.g.l.i.ke.m.y.w.i.g.s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically looked like this now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNRLOlkefBI/AAAAAAAABAM/a0hTK5CgD-c/s1600/18433_249484303152_608863152_3304833_3518269_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNRLOlkefBI/AAAAAAAABAM/a0hTK5CgD-c/s640/18433_249484303152_608863152_3304833_3518269_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Left.. Actually, maybe not that WORST..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More like this instead.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNRLjTOVPcI/AAAAAAAABAQ/l5NIzGggn2g/s1600/19474_289480577343_517627343_3895429_4539789_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNRLjTOVPcI/AAAAAAAABAQ/l5NIzGggn2g/s640/19474_289480577343_517627343_3895429_4539789_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Left again, same fringe? But slightly longer hair length now.. Anyway, these two photos are the 14 years old me, and currently people are telling me that I looked 16 years old, maybe i can still feel better now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my boyfriend, but he hasn't been whatsapp-ing often nowdays.. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though i am still able to see him at MOF everyday~it just felt different to text each other when you are not together.. Something called bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna sleep.. Work at 12:30 later~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; pinky, i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME WITH JUST A HANGED SCREEN AGAIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cont blog soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;faster monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nemi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-8265091064506652568?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/8265091064506652568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/11/damed-laptop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8265091064506652568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8265091064506652568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/11/damed-laptop.html' title='Damed the laptop'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNRKB0Ey4iI/AAAAAAAABAI/aoTPlC6S7Fg/s72-c/27232_378946238316_675018316_3875033_5676654_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-810772329640933665</id><published>2010-11-04T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:01:29.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinky fixed~!</title><content type='html'>Finally got my laptop hard drive changed by asiapec.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dont know what to blog about cause currently having BioChem lecture/tutorial.. Mind is in a blank..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNJfK4xZftI/AAAAAAAAA_8/PQUl3ScNitE/s1600/Snapshot_20101104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNJfK4xZftI/AAAAAAAAA_8/PQUl3ScNitE/s640/Snapshot_20101104.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair dyed black... but i think that i looked like a fucking kid..the back to secondary school times.. Should i extend my hair anot? But my hair like still so short i scared that when i extend, the hair at the side will curl up, then the extension wouldnt look as natural as it should actually be.. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;So stressed.....about my hair only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers getting rusty.. i can't type blindly and fastly on my keyboard anymore, due to the extended length of not using laptop for the past few months.. zzzzz... Need to get used to typing on keyboard again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why the fuck is Deepavali tomorrow? Skipped my Organic Chemistry tutorial in the afternoon and went to the bank to deposit my cheque because I thought that i will be able to my money after one working day, which is tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;BUT PUBLIC HOLIDAY ISN'T COUNTED AS A WORKING DAY AND AFTER DEEPAVALI IT'S THE WEEKEND!!! SO I WILL ONLY BE ABLE TO GET MY MONEY ON FUCKING MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NABEH JIBAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no savings, i still owed my M1 Blackberry bill (i think they cut away my connection) and my train concession pass is ending tomorrow.. FUCK!!! Need to top up $10 for the next 3 days already..(Saturday,Sunday and Monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking twitter.. Used laptop to sign in to twitter but they led me to two other fucking accounts? FUCKED UP MAN! Irritating to the max..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNJnU45AGXI/AAAAAAAABAA/6x4QwXG5JZI/s1600/HAHHAA.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNJnU45AGXI/AAAAAAAABAA/6x4QwXG5JZI/s320/HAHHAA.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNJnpEicM9I/AAAAAAAABAE/Vt0avgI4tX8/s1600/CB.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNJnpEicM9I/AAAAAAAABAE/Vt0avgI4tX8/s320/CB.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And it seemed like the victim that i got logged into was from NYP as well.. Guessed NYP's wireless is fucked up.. Not twitter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to blog already.. For now i will either go online shopping or maybe try to listen to BioChem lecture..LOLS&lt;br /&gt;cont blog soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-810772329640933665?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/810772329640933665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/11/pinky-fixed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/810772329640933665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/810772329640933665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/11/pinky-fixed.html' title='Pinky fixed~!'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TNJfK4xZftI/AAAAAAAAA_8/PQUl3ScNitE/s72-c/Snapshot_20101104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-5431371736851224712</id><published>2010-11-02T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T00:01:07.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attached</title><content type='html'>Long time no see!!! Anyone missed reading my blog? Bet NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been tweeting excessively though, so get a twitter and follow me if you are really interested in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that have been going on these days:&lt;br /&gt;I'm attached! And its not with PB.. nopenope... it's GM instead~ Got together on 2September.. and its our two months anniversary right now! Weeeeee~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I have been missing school's so much that my course manager called my sister up.. Zzzzzz... No choice, since i got in the school through the other way, and i'm sure that i did not perform up to the standard that they expected me to be when they allowed me to enrol into NYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, life has been as boring as ever.. School, work and bed.again and again..... Shall start blogging more frequently once i have gotten my pinky laptop repaired by Asiapec.. Need to call them first thing in the morning tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for tonight! &lt;br /&gt;cont blog soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;get well pinky&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-5431371736851224712?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/5431371736851224712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/11/attached.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5431371736851224712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5431371736851224712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/11/attached.html' title='Attached'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-8057855176571716391</id><published>2010-08-28T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T00:42:47.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.'/><title type='text'>Answer to the question</title><content type='html'>So now you are oh-so-sweet with your girlfriend right now.. So what about me?&lt;br /&gt;A jacket to you?&lt;br /&gt;You would only put it on when you are cold, and take it off when the weather turns hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IT!&lt;br /&gt;I shall try letting go..its hard, but still, i will have to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer that you have been trying to refrain, you and i both already have a clue.&lt;br /&gt;YOU, will never be MINE, and I was always trying to be yours.&lt;br /&gt;Loving you really hurts.. With you leaving me dangling on a see-saw, never ever telling me how you feel about me. I will make you my good friend, not a best friend, but at least a good one, as i just made a new male best friend today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand the sight of you and her together, it agonises me. If you wanna be with her, just go. If you want me by your side, tell me so and i'll be yours. I am a simple woman.&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, love me and treasure me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once i wished but never came true,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reality kicks in and turned me blue.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We never started, and never will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friends we shall be, even popping pills.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day and night i was waiting your text,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You and your girlfriend are having sex.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I dream, I pray, I wish, I hope,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That you will stop leaving me on that rope. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Poems are fun! Hahahaha.. Obviously the sex thingy was being made out by me, doubt that actually happened? o.o&lt;br /&gt;Shall try creating more poems if i have the mood next time. I love poems that rhymes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have insufficient sleep today, and yet i am so wide awake thanks to you. :)&lt;br /&gt;As expected, he didn't give me his answers that he said he would give today...currently in the process of digging an answer out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Positive or negative it doesn't matter to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just want a word from him to set me free.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tomorrow, relieving PeiXuan's afternoon shift. It's been two, or three days? Since i last seen my MOF colleagues.. It feels weird as i usually see them EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;cont blog soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;set me free&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-8057855176571716391?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/8057855176571716391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/08/answer-to-question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8057855176571716391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8057855176571716391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/08/answer-to-question.html' title='Answer to the question'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-5313921836002300018</id><published>2010-08-27T04:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T05:17:06.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piling stress</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling stress, which is seriously kinda RARE! Even typing this blog post is pissing me off as I'm using iPhone 4 instead of a blackberry.. Its really much better to feel the keyboard of a BB than a full touch screen phone like ip4 cause I'm forever keying in the wrong alphabets and will have to erase and type again.. A fucking waste of time! Other than that, ip4 is an user friendly phone with great apps to download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update those who don't know me and doesn't follows me on twitter.. I had just plucked out four teeth in preparation for my braces next week *fingers crossed due to lack of money flow*. &lt;br /&gt;Went to sentosa with jap club mates, beatrice huiting bingshun yuantat jeremy jack jieshen and yuxin today.. Had fun playing Frisbee and building of sandcastle with them. Steamboat at bugis was fulfilling! And had cornetto for supper at night.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gave up using iPhone to blog, changed to Beatrice's mac book instead, since she's sleeping right now-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently staying over Beatrice's house with huiting.. I am supposed to be studying for my maths, but i guessed i am really not in the mood right now.. I ain't caring about how people sees me as already, you know who you are, i thought i would fall asleep tonight as it has been months since i last slept over or slept real late (as in morning 6am), but due to you, i officially lost my sleep. I am SUPER awake now, i don't even feel a tinge of tiredness nor sleepiness in me. Guess I'm really missing you too much. You are just stuck in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is just a lovesick post, if you have no interest in me blabbering about my pweety boy, you could jolly well just close the window explorer or whatever FireFox and safari you are using to view this blog now. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching my "She's not in my league" movie happily on Beatrice's laptop, and before stepping into Beatrice's house i already told myself not to text him as even i find myself over-clinging him and should stop. I thought he wouldn't initiate a convo, thus i let my mind off him for the first few hours.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;He suddenly just sent me a "...." at 2:51am.. FUCKING 2:51 AM!! He couldn't sleep.. And i wonder why? So we chatted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point, looking back at the convo, i was hoping that he lost his sleep due to us didn't chat, since that happens to me on several occasions as chatting with him before bedtime has became a habit to me, but yet he skips the question away and told me not to think of this and let us be best fren first..&lt;br /&gt;So he started the topic that i'd loved to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Be best friend first?'&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself, 'is there any second?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being best friends with him, i really wouldn't mind.. I just need him to tell me how he really feels about me, whether does he have a teeny weeny bit of feelings for me or not. If he don't, and still wanna be friends with me, i'm totally cool with it, though i have a massive huge crush on him and really need hell lots of time to take myself off him.&lt;br /&gt;As  usual, he refrain himself away from that question. Telling me stuffs  that he was gay and blah blah blah.. And i almost believed him and told  him that i have gay friends and could be his good girl-friend. FUCK  myself for being so gullible, i should really stop trusting people's  words so easily. &lt;br /&gt;Never mind that, i shall just blame myself for being SO dumb to believing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he would told me about his answers tomorrow, but i bet that wouldn't be the case.&amp;nbsp; Just now ask him what he want us to be then he tell me he want go sleep already.. *#%!$&lt;br /&gt;The more i look back at the convo, the more i feel like crying.. I felt played. Played by a player. But it was i who gave him a chance to play me. *slaps self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i do? I really love him a lot, just his smile would make my heart flutters. He's just that adorable to me. I can never stop thinking about him, everything that i do, ANYTHING, would just makes my mind turn to him. And yes, he has a girlfriend, thats the thing that stops me from making any further advancement. A third party is bad, i know that, i had been one and felt super miserable, thus i thought i wouldn't be one ever again. Who knows? Pweety boy just pops out of nowhere, giving me no time to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be 5am soon and i still can't sleep, guess i really can forget about getting any sleep tonight, maybe nap at afternoon/evening later? If you have guessed of who he is, just keep it in your heart, i'm sick of keeping it as a secret. But still, i would not reveal his identity.. I don't want any awkwardness between friends if things didn't go the way that i wished it did.. At least most people wouldn't know, and we could still try to be friends as per normal.. :) *lies* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have blabber more if not worried about busting his cover, but i guessed those above that i had typed will be enough to those who know of or already had a hunch of who he is.&amp;nbsp; However, your guess may not be correct, since i have tonnes of friends that you don't know of.. HAHAHHAHAHHAHA~~&lt;br /&gt;Talking about friends..how i miss my cine clique and the 403 too.. T.T Baaaaaaaa.. Shall try to meet them out soon! &lt;br /&gt;Shall stop talking about pweety boy and leave the rest of my blabber to twitter, since its private and confidential.. Maybe i should make my blog private when the time's right, since the main purpose of my blog is to remind myself of the past occasions... :)&lt;br /&gt;cont blog soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;give me hints so i can guess&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-5313921836002300018?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/5313921836002300018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/08/piling-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5313921836002300018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5313921836002300018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/08/piling-stress.html' title='Piling stress'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-7120202717912067170</id><published>2010-07-24T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T00:40:57.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOF party world</title><content type='html'>INSANE!! It was an enjoyable night that was unexpected.. Jing jing told me that we would only be showing our faces.. So I thought we would actually leave before the last train departs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed there with everyone.. And more people turned up than expected.. Was it due to me? HAHAHA!! Because everyone was saying that they don't wanna turn up the day before.. After I was being persuaded by JJ, people starts to go.. =/&lt;br /&gt;Bet they didn't regret going! Cause I dint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank lots of beers and got cakes smashed on my face.. &lt;br /&gt;Danced as though in a club and they played Sorry Sorry and Nobody too!! &lt;br /&gt;Tolerance for beer is low.. Got high and I actually hooked onto Ah Zhun's arms and refuse to let go until being pulled away.. &lt;br /&gt;DAMN EMBARRASSING WHEN I THINK ABOUT IT NOW!!! WHY THE FUCK DID I DO THAT?! Zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, cab sick.. Puked after I alighted..&lt;br /&gt;Missed school due to laziness.. ... ... D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super sad that my BB's camera is still not functionable.. If not I could've taken lots of photos!! I so so needs to buy a camera soon..&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Maybe..just maybe..&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-7120202717912067170?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/7120202717912067170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/07/mof-party-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7120202717912067170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7120202717912067170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/07/mof-party-world.html' title='MOF party world'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-6778680653605268066</id><published>2010-07-18T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T01:42:43.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the common tests are over, but semestral exam will be coming up in months time.. I do not have much more time to slack already!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During this period of time, many many stuffs had occurred, and i doubt that i have the mood to list EVERYTHING out. I will start with today, and all the others that i remembered. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was late for work today by half an hour, so i told my manager to let me just late for an hour instead, so that i can grab a bite. You know what? McDonald's spicy nugget is BACK!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TEHoHZpYRRI/AAAAAAAAA_s/2DHo-cdBlPc/s1600/promo_home_lunch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="338" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TEHoHZpYRRI/AAAAAAAAA_s/2DHo-cdBlPc/s640/promo_home_lunch.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm lovin' it!!! YES AHHH!!!! &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing special much to type so i guess it all sums up with the nuggets. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_ _ _ _ _&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pinky(laptop) hangs on me every now then, and SADLY, i accidentally dipped my blackberry into the sea during MOF BBQ some days ago.. It hangs on me too....and not just that! The LED light will never diminish, and the buttons like the volume control, lock key, mute key, internet, and EVEN THE CAMERA is spoilt!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCK GOD DAMN IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should get an iPhone 4G then.. hurhurhur =.=||| *stabs self*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Electronic product hates me, I am born in the wrong era, if not i guess I'm the princess of some king/emperor already~ ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_ _ _ _ _&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MOF is goooooooooooood~ there's an eye candy that i had a crush on. Motivates me to continue working and not resigning! He's really cute.. Should i post his photo up here? But i'm kinda scared that those who works at MOF reads this post of mine.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's attached, as of his facebook relationship, so I will just hide my feelings. And I think that having a crush on him will last longer than being together WITH him anyway, i shall just enjoy the process of liking someone.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When he talks to me, mostly just about orders and dishes, my heart beats doubly fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When he smiles, even if its just smiling to no one, my temperature rises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When he looks my way, and i doubt its AT me, i felt nervous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall be your secret admirer..with those looks of yours, i bet there's a HDB full of women ogling over you and i will not be just the only one. And NEVER the special one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting moody.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cont blog again&lt;/div&gt;you will be loved&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-6778680653605268066?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/6778680653605268066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/07/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6778680653605268066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6778680653605268066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/07/back.html' title='*back'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TEHoHZpYRRI/AAAAAAAAA_s/2DHo-cdBlPc/s72-c/promo_home_lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-876407200611644683</id><published>2010-06-29T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T00:09:39.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will be studying more.. Thus i think i will not be posting much after this test week is over. Since if i have the time to blog, i should have been studying right? D8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They wouldn't allow me to go YOG see hunks and babes if i fail my CT badly.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chemistry is over, tomorrow will be Economics.. SAVE ME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nemi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-876407200611644683?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/876407200611644683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/common-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/876407200611644683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/876407200611644683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/common-test.html' title='Common Test'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-895666414769989976</id><published>2010-06-26T02:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T03:05:38.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clique Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went out with the laughing@koufu clique (insiders joke). It was actually meant to be a class outing, but everyone last minute all say cannot make it. HELLO?!? This outing was already planned in advance, whats more important than class bonding session? Our class is already in bits and pieces, you guys still want to mesh it up? FINE WITH ME! Doubt the other classmates have my blog since i didn't add most of them in either MSN nor Facebook. HMPH!! At least we had Class Breakfast when i was at NP k?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever, at least i still enjoyed myself when i was with the clique. Kelly is back! But she didn't laugh much nowadays, still, i love her laughter, its kinda contagious. And MERLVIN!!! Brought notes to study but I doubt he took it out for more than 5 mins for the whole day!! HAHAHHA~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My makeup for the day was damn fail can.. Never put concealer nor BB cream, NO touch up for the whole day as well. Applied some eyeshadows and hair mist tester at Watsons while waiting for everyone to arrive. Weird eh? I was actually the first to reach Vivo.. The rest were all late!! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, photos of my ugly hair and fringe shall submerge...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTtC3lVNPI/AAAAAAAAA90/iK6L9L7uWFw/s1600/IMG00219-20100625-1401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTtC3lVNPI/AAAAAAAAA90/iK6L9L7uWFw/s640/IMG00219-20100625-1401.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxavNSfXI/AAAAAAAAA-E/kxzc-msARKQ/s1600/IMG00220-20100625-1401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxavNSfXI/AAAAAAAAA-E/kxzc-msARKQ/s640/IMG00220-20100625-1401.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxgag97gI/AAAAAAAAA-M/XG_xwYc3RFs/s1600/IMG00225-20100625-1402.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxgag97gI/AAAAAAAAA-M/XG_xwYc3RFs/s640/IMG00225-20100625-1402.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makeup at this point of time was still alright, since its still the beginning of the outing.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCT9eamTrRI/AAAAAAAAA_M/vmYoZmun7K0/s1600/IMG00236-20100625-1749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCT9eamTrRI/AAAAAAAAA_M/vmYoZmun7K0/s640/IMG00236-20100625-1749.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCT9hu9wEsI/AAAAAAAAA_U/XE56h7WipPU/s1600/IMG00238-20100625-1749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCT9hu9wEsI/AAAAAAAAA_U/XE56h7WipPU/s640/IMG00238-20100625-1749.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCT9knqjnNI/AAAAAAAAA_c/Wksd5v_E_7c/s1600/IMG00245-20100625-1751.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCT9knqjnNI/AAAAAAAAA_c/Wksd5v_E_7c/s640/IMG00245-20100625-1751.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxkeYdTjI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5GCMF5xQCkM/s1600/IMG00247-20100625-1753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxkeYdTjI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5GCMF5xQCkM/s640/IMG00247-20100625-1753.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Left to Right: Pei Xuan, Me, Kelly, Hui Xian, Zi En , Merlvin (Missing: Vanessa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photograph is taken by Pei Xuan's boyfriend, i'm seriously sorry that i had forgotten your name. I am really BAD at remembering names! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ate at KOPITIAM, then went up GV to buy tickets for a movie, 室内有鬼, The Haunting Lover. The movie sucked. I wouldn't even give it a star out of five. A lousy movie with lousy actors, lousy script, lousy subtitles, lousy sound effects and NOT EVEN HORRIFYING AT ALL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a very timid person. The kind that would always cover the eyes with hands, jackets or anything that could block me from viewing the screen. Throughout the show, not only that i open my eyes big big and stare at the screen, i actually LAUGHED during the show. YES! LAUGHED!!!! This is the first time that i could actually muster out the courage to laugh during a supposedly HORROR movie, and i sincerely hope that this would be the last as well, since laughing at a horror movie proves how FAIL the movie actually is. I don't wanna waste anymore cash to watch a fail movie when I'm already this broke.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT BUT BUT BUT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so lucky that i managed to pick up a $10 note from the floor! Can't believe my luck, i was the only one that noticed it, everyone just walk past it, thought it was just some waste paper i guess. Money reclaimed! Went to Timezone, Pet Safari then Pizza Hut. Damn full...........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum yum yum.. NOMS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCT4hcp-Q7I/AAAAAAAAA_E/5gXoKqQVeHc/s1600/IMG00253-20100625-1921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCT4hcp-Q7I/AAAAAAAAA_E/5gXoKqQVeHc/s640/IMG00253-20100625-1921.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hawaiian with Cheesy Lava crust. The cheesy thing wasn't really nice, slightly salty and I wasn't a fan of cheese anyway. Only Nachos Cheese is &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxtVffPEI/AAAAAAAAA-0/crJbms6xOF8/s1600/IMG00251-20100625-1918.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxtVffPEI/AAAAAAAAA-0/crJbms6xOF8/s640/IMG00251-20100625-1918.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Curry Chicken Pan Pizza. Hungry yet? *drools....*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxmEsBDVI/AAAAAAAAA-c/2-sfaBRX_64/s1600/IMG00249-20100625-1907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxmEsBDVI/AAAAAAAAA-c/2-sfaBRX_64/s640/IMG00249-20100625-1907.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxoqGg8TI/AAAAAAAAA-k/m_5WUENoY5Q/s1600/IMG00248-20100625-1907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxoqGg8TI/AAAAAAAAA-k/m_5WUENoY5Q/s640/IMG00248-20100625-1907.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxq4bnCqI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Y-SMPOsCLiM/s1600/IMG00260-20100625-2007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTxq4bnCqI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Y-SMPOsCLiM/s640/IMG00260-20100625-2007.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MERLVIN!!! Stop wiping your mouth and look at the camera!!! Oh.. You ARE looking at the camera.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And look at my fail makeup.. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back hurts like fuck due to bad sitting posture while using the laptop. I am sitting cross legged on the floor while my laptop is sitting on a stool-liked table. I can never sit straight, so this sitting posture is really bad for my spinal cord. I hate being poor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cont blog again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ouch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nemi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7416142710898434875-895666414769989976?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/895666414769989976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/clique-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/895666414769989976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/895666414769989976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/clique-outing.html' title='Clique Outing'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCTtC3lVNPI/AAAAAAAAA90/iK6L9L7uWFw/s72-c/IMG00219-20100625-1401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-8161927347425572247</id><published>2010-06-24T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:54:33.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn fail can.. =3=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite hairstylist at Creative Gallery had resigned a year ago, a female hairstylist trimmed my hair and did a bad job. She cut away 4 months worth of hair, and the fringe that she trimmed is totally CMI! In the end, i had to redo it myself. However, no matter how i tried to save it, a bad haircut has bad foundation, you can't make it good again. Should have forbade her to touch my fringe, since the reason for me to enter the salon was to trim the ends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCNJvr68oxI/AAAAAAAAA9U/pWxwdembc8A/s1600/Snapshot_20100624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCNJvr68oxI/AAAAAAAAA9U/pWxwdembc8A/s640/Snapshot_20100624.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And she totally over-layered my hair. It's like super thin now, can't  even bun my hair without it looking super weirdly. And i realised that  there isn't anymore red in my hair already, just patches of brown. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feel like getting ash colour or super light brown.. But NO MOOLAH!!!! Click on the ads when they are up okay? Thanks! My nuffnang has like only $1.73, i need another $48.27 before i could get the money out..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCNL84l-FyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/CtC0c50OE3k/s1600/IMG00210-20100623-2213.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCNL84l-FyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/CtC0c50OE3k/s640/IMG00210-20100623-2213.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCNL51utq2I/AAAAAAAAA9c/KDv2EMyoQw4/s1600/IMG00209-20100623-2212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCNL51utq2I/AAAAAAAAA9c/KDv2EMyoQw4/s640/IMG00209-20100623-2212.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know that my favourite Pokka Milk Tea has the packet version? But i still think that the bottled one tastes better~ :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCNNtD24F5I/AAAAAAAAA9s/N6FkFKNvYhs/s1600/IMG00215-20100624-1648.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCNNtD24F5I/AAAAAAAAA9s/N6FkFKNvYhs/s640/IMG00215-20100624-1648.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is something different from those usual cigarettes packets. Compared to those disgusting photos, i think it doesn't do much to affect the smoker, but i just find it cute, maybe lower cost? Of course this box isn't mine, it's my mum's friend's. I'm not a fan of smoke. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i don't appreciate smokers, if you think that you look cool smoking, sorry, to me, you don't. And i find those social smokers dumb. When you smoke, you are a smoker. Don't nonsense with me saying that you only smoke with friends around. Excuses, peer pressure?FUCK IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I may start a blogshop with Pei Xuan, had ordered some test samples from some shops already. If I really do, please remember to visit and patronise ok? =3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After common tests, i may go back to MOF to work. Those kitchen staffs managed to persuade me, not the floor staffs. Ironic huh? I wasn't even close to them in the first place, did not see them much, let alone conversing with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's 9pm now, i should start studying...... hurhurhur... =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cont blog again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;try me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nemi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-8161927347425572247?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/8161927347425572247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8161927347425572247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8161927347425572247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-haircut.html' title='Bad haircut'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCNJvr68oxI/AAAAAAAAA9U/pWxwdembc8A/s72-c/Snapshot_20100624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-5118493117546411125</id><published>2010-06-24T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T03:04:52.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why is everything so damn fail nowadays? But this time, it's my own fault, i just couldn't set my mind to the study mode. *BLAME MYSELF*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to Bukit Merah NLB to study. In the end i just started downloading songs, facebook and twitter until 8.30pm. Evidence that i wasn't concentrating:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCJSOvIUFFI/AAAAAAAAA9E/LhsxBjc4cHU/s1600/Snapshot_20100623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCJSOvIUFFI/AAAAAAAAA9E/LhsxBjc4cHU/s640/Snapshot_20100623.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so now you see the dorky side of me.. Feel honored! Not much people could get to see my with-spects-face! And i think that this is the first time i am posting it online? Doubt i will do it again!! And i'm makeup-less too!!! I'm so freaking ugly.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Sigh-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted my nails red yesterday.. I shall really paint them more~ So that my nail polishing skill can improve till as good as Pei Xuan! She's damn pro uh!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCJXKy-7wBI/AAAAAAAAA9M/wB6w9Dyf_Pk/s1600/IMG00204-20100623-0144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCJXKy-7wBI/AAAAAAAAA9M/wB6w9Dyf_Pk/s640/IMG00204-20100623-0144.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually i have much more to blog about, like how i saw one little cute kitten under my HDB before i started my jog, and how i saw one guy/girl squatting at the playground peeing while i was stroking the kitten. But this darn internet is so slow that i couldn't upload much photos and my mood for blogging is over~ Thus everything is just a sentence summary. HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Should be blogging more tomorrow cause i doubt i will ever use this mobile broadband when i'm actually at home.. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am just too lazy to stand and walk to the modem and switch it on. LOLS~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cont blog again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;lazy cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nemi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-5118493117546411125?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/5118493117546411125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/study-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5118493117546411125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5118493117546411125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/study-fail.html' title='Study fail'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCJSOvIUFFI/AAAAAAAAA9E/LhsxBjc4cHU/s72-c/Snapshot_20100623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-4411057894547760034</id><published>2010-06-22T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:37:02.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have.... to......................STUDY</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Finally finished the whole series of Beyond The Realm of Conscience yesterday, the ending wasn't to my liking though. How i wished the female lead could end up with the emperor instead of the guard. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So.. I'm done with the drama, I should start studying now. Got my results for Introduction to Clinical Trials (ICT), guess what? Unsurprisingly, F. zzzzzzzzzzzzzz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Almost all the girls in my clique got F's too, excluding Renyao Vanessa, bad influence to each other? And all those mugging type had grades that they deserved.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opened my Maths textbook saw:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCB6kXwvr6I/AAAAAAAAA8s/gVF4XgIfIOw/s1600/IMG00198-20100621-1504.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCB6kXwvr6I/AAAAAAAAA8s/gVF4XgIfIOw/s640/IMG00198-20100621-1504.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't know that the book was compiled by the polytechnic itself. No wonder i couldn't find books like these in book stores like Kinokuniya, Popular and etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started typing Chinese with those Malaysian that I acquainted at MOF. It's actually kinda fun. HAHAHA!! And I can improve my Chinese as well! There is no Chinese lessons in NYP, reading manga and typing Chinese with them is the only way to maintain my standard! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCB_FzTWBRI/AAAAAAAAA80/PALpusBFmKc/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCB_FzTWBRI/AAAAAAAAA80/PALpusBFmKc/s640/Untitled.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My first time print-screened something using Pinky (laptop), I didn't know that the Paint program for Window 7 is actually different from before. The arrangement of the toolbar is so much cooler~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't feel like going out these days, shouldn't have much to blog subsequently, unless something caught up or some BGR and family problem that would make me emo and start reflecting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCCDy4QfYdI/AAAAAAAAA88/pWOfVB-hQt8/s1600/Snapshot_20100622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCCDy4QfYdI/AAAAAAAAA88/pWOfVB-hQt8/s640/Snapshot_20100622.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love to take funny photos than glam ones.. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cont blog again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ace them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nemi&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/7416142710898434875-4411057894547760034?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/4411057894547760034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/have-tostudy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4411057894547760034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4411057894547760034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/have-tostudy.html' title='Have.... to......................STUDY'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TCB6kXwvr6I/AAAAAAAAA8s/gVF4XgIfIOw/s72-c/IMG00198-20100621-1504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-3331513525318474531</id><published>2010-06-20T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:30:15.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another fail event</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanted to socialise more by attending the event at *scape today, since i was nua-ing at home for the whole of yesterday watching Hong Kong drama, Beyond The Realm of Conscience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4bZowIacI/AAAAAAAAA5o/W-8ynx6SFDs/s1600/BeyondTheRealmOfConscience.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4bZowIacI/AAAAAAAAA5o/W-8ynx6SFDs/s640/BeyondTheRealmOfConscience.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a damn super duper nice drama with the usual evil schemes and tactics in the palace. I just love historical kind of drama.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blogging now is also because the video is loading damn slowly......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to cosplay side (though i'm not cosplaying).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Browsing through Facebook and SGCafe forum yesterday, it appeared as though most of the people will be attending the day 2 of the event. However, I was proved wrong. Put on my newly bought wig and applied makeup, left home at around 2pm. Reached home, sweatily and empty handed at 4pm. I seriously wonder why did I even make an effort to dress up for this uneventful 2 HOURS! I would have reached home earlier if not for Den, a.k.a Shadowkid14. Had some premonition about leaving *scape early, thus I did not want to meet anyone, if not i will feel guilty about abandoning the person. Within 10 mins at *scape, i already felt like leaving, but i did not. Den is with me.. DX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slacked inside Zone-X at level 3 of the building, saw riyukimi(?) and suiko. Its not like i have much topic to chat with them though, i was really trying.. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Complained about being bored until Den realised that keeping me with him will just be a nuisance. HAHAHAHHA!!! I am just so marvelous!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw a super FAIL Tobi-Madara costume wearer. I was like saying "Fail, fail, fail, DAMN FAIL" when traveling the escalator of opposite direction from him, hope he realised that i was referring to him if he heard me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4hvHiEQGI/AAAAAAAAA5w/-fj2lIySuoo/s1600/IMG00138-20100620-1543.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4hvHiEQGI/AAAAAAAAA5w/-fj2lIySuoo/s640/IMG00138-20100620-1543.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this is *scape. Took the photo from the bus stop when i was bored waiting the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4ojh7UYtI/AAAAAAAAA78/agL-5Jt7LK0/s1600/IMG00141-20100620-1553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4ojh7UYtI/AAAAAAAAA78/agL-5Jt7LK0/s640/IMG00141-20100620-1553.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4kzqAovRI/AAAAAAAAA6I/uyzF8xfrsFE/s1600/IMG00143-20100620-1559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4kzqAovRI/AAAAAAAAA6I/uyzF8xfrsFE/s640/IMG00143-20100620-1559.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4vDG6HmEI/AAAAAAAAA8E/pfcuebwXfcs/s640/IMG00145-20100620-1601.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4k7gUPmuI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/wIVperGWoGc/s1600/IMG00146-20100620-1602.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4k7gUPmuI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/wIVperGWoGc/s640/IMG00146-20100620-1602.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4lADL9EPI/AAAAAAAAA6g/TrZ7hFEvXhQ/s1600/IMG00149-20100620-1602.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4lADL9EPI/AAAAAAAAA6g/TrZ7hFEvXhQ/s640/IMG00149-20100620-1602.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4vWu593gI/AAAAAAAAA8M/nTzIsy3JCxk/s1600/IMG00173-20100620-1609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4vWu593gI/AAAAAAAAA8M/nTzIsy3JCxk/s640/IMG00173-20100620-1609.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored at the corridor outside my house. Didn't want to enter home early because I thought my mum would make fun of me, since i wore wig and put on makeup too, but she didn't, out of my expectation eh! If i wasn't wearing my wig, i doubt i will camwhore much because my real hair is really fucking ugly.. *teary* T.T&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The drama really loads damn slow..............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4y9bvPqPI/AAAAAAAAA8U/K_S1fQ8Zs0Y/s1600/IMG00188-20100620-1703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4y9bvPqPI/AAAAAAAAA8U/K_S1fQ8Zs0Y/s640/IMG00188-20100620-1703.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4zBz-ExEI/AAAAAAAAA8c/F-ERaSgB95U/s1600/IMG00190-20100620-1703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4zBz-ExEI/AAAAAAAAA8c/F-ERaSgB95U/s640/IMG00190-20100620-1703.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4zFPMy2DI/AAAAAAAAA8k/qG_cA4InzpM/s1600/IMG00197-20100620-1708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4zFPMy2DI/AAAAAAAAA8k/qG_cA4InzpM/s640/IMG00197-20100620-1708.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camwhored AGAIN before i remove my makeup in the bathroom. LOLS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I just realised that some pink of tongue stud had came off, due to hot food being consumed? Anyway, this teaches me not to buy anymore coloured studs, either plastic or just plain silver colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i love wigs &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nemi&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/7416142710898434875-3331513525318474531?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/3331513525318474531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-fail-event.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3331513525318474531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3331513525318474531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-fail-event.html' title='Another fail event'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TB4bZowIacI/AAAAAAAAA5o/W-8ynx6SFDs/s72-c/BeyondTheRealmOfConscience.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-6455857818493370517</id><published>2010-06-19T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T01:09:04.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piggy me</title><content type='html'>Went drinking under some condominium of a friend of Cedric's at Yew Tee.&lt;br /&gt;Some uneventful details I shall not post it out, they may change your perspective of me. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, from 9pm-4am it was just me, Cedric and his friend Sean. The area was damn hot, luckily i wore a singlet under my jacket so that i could take it off under circumstances like these. Sat in the drizzle whilst they were playing strip poker in the shelter until they were down with just boxers. LAME!&lt;br /&gt;Might as well not play. wtf..&lt;br /&gt;Cedric was so bored that he took his friend's iPhone and watch PORN! And then he went toilet to youknowwhathisdoing.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barcadi they bought was like miniscule, but was glad that two other friends brought Martell with them at 4am. Managed to finish drinking the whole bottle by around 6-7am? Playing Big2 and loser drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Epic thing happens after all these drinking....&lt;br /&gt;It's also a good thing that i didn't puke a single thing out after drinking almost everything neatly, without any cokes that was available.. I wanted to save it, who knows that eventually i forgets about them.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained home from Yew Tee.. At Jurong East, took the Joo Koon direction so that i could have seats to sit. Black out once i reached Lakeside when someone gave up their seat to me.. =/&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with blazing sunlight? OH MY GOD! Overshot.. Tiong Bahru station is like underground? Guess where was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING PASIR RIS!! PASIR RIS!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WOKE UP AT PASIR RIS!!!!!!! Zzzzzzzzzzzzz!!! Fuck my life.. By the time i got back to Tiong Bahru station, it was like 9.30am.. I boarded the train at 7.15am.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Time passes like no one business.. Still have to pay the $2 for overstaying in the MRT when i was so broke already.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBunzTb_roI/AAAAAAAAA5g/bhW8TxDq-Yw/s1600/IMG00131-20100617-1317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBunzTb_roI/AAAAAAAAA5g/bhW8TxDq-Yw/s640/IMG00131-20100617-1317.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall start studying and sewing my EOY costume soon.. Maybe i could finish sewing before Cosfest? I will never know if i never try.. Hurhurhur.... Jiayousss!&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;i want my braces again...&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-6455857818493370517?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/6455857818493370517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/piggy-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6455857818493370517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6455857818493370517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/piggy-me.html' title='Piggy me'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBunzTb_roI/AAAAAAAAA5g/bhW8TxDq-Yw/s72-c/IMG00131-20100617-1317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-5644671545514511344</id><published>2010-06-16T03:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T03:17:09.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classified? CATS? JOBSDB?</title><content type='html'>Really shouldn't have blog at this time.. Cause if I do, I will have trouble waking up at 7.30am for the YOG briefing which starts at 10am.. Kinda anticipate for this work for YOG.. Athletes are usually pretty or handsome! Eyecandies........ =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to summarize what I wanted to say..work related again.. I feel like changing job.. DX&lt;br /&gt;Reason be it that, I can't stand working with a short-tempered assistant manager.. He is suppose to control the operation, not give black face for the whole night/day! For just a little mistake, he have to give a fuck attitude? This case-handling tactic, I will recommend him to learn it from Serenena. No matter how prejudiced I am, she really was a good supervisor in charge with good customer service. She just needs to recruit more service crews so that she wouldn't tire those people who are already working. &lt;br /&gt;back to Gino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, his attitude sucks. I admit, I am a short tempered person too, but still I can't tolerate people who are of the same temper as me. I find them annoying, irritating. In short, I find faults in everyone that I met, and I agree to the phrase, nobody is perfect. its not like I don't have any faults. I have TONNES of them! No one points it out, so I tell myself that there is no need to change or correct it. But things like lateness and laziness, guess it takes more than just time and attitude to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;Where was I again? Yeh yeh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GINO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know the reason for him to give me a fucking attitude? &lt;br /&gt;-Forgotten to remove order(Chawamushi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus the customer was overcharged. Not a big deal actually. There wasn't even any food wastage, she didn't eat the chawamushi because it was sold out, nothing else was served and was eaten. The only that had to be done was to void off the bill. Not a big problem at all. At Ma Maison, it was an everyday problem, not even a word was said to reprimand for the wrong. Not just at MM.. Even Mussel guys, doc green, newbalance, burger king and also, the naggiest KFC wouldn't say much about voiding of bills.. So what the fuck was his problem seriously. And I actually spelt out what the fuck and not type it as WTF.. I should really quit soon and change job. It's a shame that I had just familiarise with the environment and the menu. Whatever, I shall relearn everything again at another shop soon.. Must make use of the 30% staff discount before resigning!!! Hahahhahhahah.. I damn cheapskate eh? XD&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;need more photos&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-5644671545514511344?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/5644671545514511344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/classified-cats-jobsdb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5644671545514511344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5644671545514511344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/classified-cats-jobsdb.html' title='Classified? CATS? JOBSDB?'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-1203505508212898905</id><published>2010-06-12T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T22:41:18.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Event Ever</title><content type='html'>If you guys have been following me on Twitter or Facebook, you would have known how i really looked forward to this SURGE II event held at Azzura Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually bought a new pair of heels, slippers, bikini and also paid for the tickets AND the sentosa gateway entrance fee just to attend this FUCKED up event. Everything can be summed up to more than SGD$100.00, and its just SOOOOO not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it was a mixed age party, most guys who attend this event will either be younger than me or of the same age as me. And there was totally NO HOT GUYS WITH NICE BODS! The only plus point is that i did managed to spot a large number of pretty bikini hot babes.. (i am a bi if you guys didn't know, and so now you do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, no alcohol for kids, namely Me. But i did managed to grab a few cans of Carlsberg and Baron's beer at the operating 7-11.. Self solved the problem. I bet the night would be much much worst if there really wasn't any alcohol AT ALL! Few hours later drank Bacardi on the rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DJ REALLY SUCKED TO THE CORE! They were like playing tech-nos from 5pm(what the posted, wasn't sure) till like 2am!! And the techno part was supposed to end like 8pm as promised on the facebook event! Damn no mood. Just go back to your Germany and don't even step on Singapore's land ever you DJ whatever-ish-ur-name!&lt;br /&gt;When there was finally so R&amp;amp;B/pop music, they announced that they will end the party at 3am..&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING THREE A.M.!&lt;br /&gt;They promised that it would be till 5am or 7am in the morning! Empty promises shouldn't be made you damned organisers, and you guys had made DAMN FUCKING MANY empty promises to us consumers! They should APOLOGIZE!&lt;br /&gt;There was this stage in the middle, as usual, but those people standing up there on the stage weren't even dancing at all IMO, they were just shaking, swaying or just standing. YES! Standing~! They think they were part of the organizers and they have the opportunity to stand on the stage looking cool... like so not? They simply sucked, so uncool, and guess what happened to them? Being thrown by light sticks, not me though, i enjoy being a bystander. Then they started talking using the microphone to stop the throwing, but obviously it failed, everyone was too disappointed and pissed with them to end the night nicely. Agree with meh?&lt;br /&gt;Hello...? We paid for everything! And you organisers just claimed that the police came, so you have to stop the event. Like wtf? If there wasn't any refunds, some compensation at least? This will seriously be my last mixed/underage party. It's not just the crowd that were childish, even the organisers were too.&lt;br /&gt;How could i enjoy the night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not manage to take any photos myself. Think there were some on Meita's camera though. Hope she could send it to me.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBObVQ4uwoI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/bmbzkSRK7Xo/s1600/IMG00109-20100611-2103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBObVQ4uwoI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/bmbzkSRK7Xo/s640/IMG00109-20100611-2103.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So here's Cedric on your right and Kim on your left. The only photo i took for the whole night.. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;damn fucked up and pissed&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-1203505508212898905?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/1203505508212898905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/worst-event-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/1203505508212898905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/1203505508212898905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/worst-event-ever.html' title='Worst Event Ever'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBObVQ4uwoI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/bmbzkSRK7Xo/s72-c/IMG00109-20100611-2103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-3974769558319102554</id><published>2010-06-11T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:22:01.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=3= toopid!</title><content type='html'>Actually i wanted to post up a longer post. But i am kinda tired and its pretty late, so i shall just keep it short. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the azzura event @sentosa! I really can't wait for it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBEe6aZllYI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Tn5YFDnHfQs/s1600/Snapshot_20100610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBEe6aZllYI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Tn5YFDnHfQs/s640/Snapshot_20100610.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBEe8BIkEFI/AAAAAAAAA44/4FCgVYAYfLw/s1600/Snapshot_20100610_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBEe8BIkEFI/AAAAAAAAA44/4FCgVYAYfLw/s640/Snapshot_20100610_1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBEe8zbF_5I/AAAAAAAAA5A/vzEI5qB_3XA/s1600/Snapshot_20100610_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBEe8zbF_5I/AAAAAAAAA5A/vzEI5qB_3XA/s640/Snapshot_20100610_2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBEe94mJz1I/AAAAAAAAA5I/y6w5DRs5JXQ/s1600/Snapshot_20100610_3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBEe94mJz1I/AAAAAAAAA5I/y6w5DRs5JXQ/s640/Snapshot_20100610_3.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBEe-lJz_zI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/xnVcU5UEOIQ/s1600/Snapshot_20100610_4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBEe-lJz_zI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/xnVcU5UEOIQ/s640/Snapshot_20100610_4.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up already.. Was staring at the laptop for sometime, don't know what to type for now.. Guess i will just blog tmr or someday instead.. Couldn't concentrate at all, need some sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;ave maria!&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-3974769558319102554?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/3974769558319102554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-toopid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3974769558319102554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3974769558319102554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-toopid.html' title='=3= toopid!'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/TBEe6aZllYI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Tn5YFDnHfQs/s72-c/Snapshot_20100610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-2031781913860082503</id><published>2010-06-08T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T13:56:46.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed emotions</title><content type='html'>I think i looked super ugly with my current hair now.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, i wouldn't feel comfortable without my hair tied up. And i think i looked better with my hair tied than down. My friends and colleagues have the same comments as me. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common test is around the corner, but i am still struggling with the basic stuffs. HOW NOW?! I am struggling even at work.. The table number, the food code, serving of food and blah blah blah.. So stressed. Or not. Only stressed about homework and assignments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments= powerpoint slides and scientific writing projects. Speaking of which, i don't think we have started planting the green beans! When is the due date anyway? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework= weekly chemistry tutorial quiz, which is so difficult that i always copied PeiXuan's work. Zzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to buck up in my studies ehh.. It's not like i'm able to copy her work during the common test. And i wonder how would i score for my Mathematic's functions quiz and the Introduction to Clincal Trials(ICT) quiz which i attempted a few weeks ago. Bet i flunked both, i have a premonition. Every ICT lectures, i am busying myself with the chemistry tutorials. I never ever paid attention to it. Either that, or i did not even attend the lecture at all, which is much worse than the first option. At least some information may enter my brain when i am present in the lecture hall, even though i focused my concentration on some other stuffs which should have been done long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work stuff now.&lt;br /&gt;Think i will be staying in MOF for quite a long period, unless someone pisses me off, harasses me or condemns me. Able to manage most of the operation procedures, hopefully no one will ever sakes or any other wine or shoju from me. I still do not know how to prepare them, and i have absolutely no clue when would i be taught to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some opinions of the colleagues at MOF, mainly rants and complains.. DX&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, MOF really need to buck up their service standards and their SOP(standard operation procedure). With some friends patronizing MOF and had negative experience, i really felt damn embarrassed to mention that i myself is working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though they do allocate the different tasks to each staff, its obvious that&amp;nbsp; NO ONE, yes, NOT anyone is following that table AT ALL! They should assign one to three person just serving food, a FIXED cashier which don't leave the cashier except attending to those customers which are very near to the cashier area, one person to lead customers to their tables and presenting them their bills/checks, a person who just does coffee, green tea, red tea and warm water and random people standing at various place to take new orders, clearing of tables and attending to the needs of the customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEW! Shall stop ranting and head for lunch now.. Principle of Economics's lecture had ended.. HAHAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;i loved a girl&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-2031781913860082503?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/2031781913860082503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/mixed-emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/2031781913860082503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/2031781913860082503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed emotions'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-335353609873464919</id><published>2010-06-03T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T13:27:34.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why infrequent?</title><content type='html'>Even though I have a bb in hand, can surf internet now and then, I still cannot update my blog frequently. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I M SO BUSY TOO!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is working 6 days per week.. And still have to study for test and quizzes. The maths quiz today is sure bound to fail. And miraculously, I managed to get a pass for my maths quiz last week.. 15/30 HAH!&lt;br /&gt;Think that work really stressed me out.. Couldn't wake up in time for school EVERYDAY in this week.. It's either super duper late or I literally just pon the lessons for the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not good not good.. I'm starting to behave like during those NP times. Which results to me quitting school! Nope nope. That will not happen this time round. I should really buck up in my studies and attendance already. Firstly, I need sufficient SLEEP, and not to burn any more midnight oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a cold war with my mum now. She is a fucker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am going to write may mean nothing to you, but something to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a teletubbie named Po, the red one with the circle antenna, the cutest one! A few years ago, I told my mum to wash it in the washing machine because I think I dripped some curry on it while I was having my lunch. YOU KNOW WHAT SHE FUCKING DID?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She use thinner, yes the one used to remove paints, to wipe its face! Not only did the stains accumulated over years NOT came off, its EYES fucking did! So my dearest darling Po was eyeless ever since. I cried, and I scolded my mum for it.&lt;br /&gt;Now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two days ago, after my school AND work, which results to me being fucking tired, I reached home and discovered that a pair of fucking ugly eyes was drawn on my Po!! Immediately, I growled, not the girly kind, the very manly angry kind. And ferociously slammed the door 3 times.. She didn't reprimand me for making such noises in the middle of the night. This shows that she is really guilty for what she have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing she pissed me off is that, since she is working early in the morning, she hogs on to the alarm clock and left me with my BB alarm, I'm cool with that. &lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she's awake, she would take a look at my phone to see if its FULLY charged. Her way of charging is that when your phone is not full, charge it again. Firstly, this spoils my battery, I only charge my phone when its flat. Secondly, when the alarm rings, I won't be able to hear it and wake up on time since the charger is not by my bedside and my alarm is actually kinda soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed that I almost kicked spoil an alarm clock. Why didn't it break into pieces, I think I will feel much better. I'm still in a bad mood, so if you sense it, irritate me at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;its a fucked up world&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-335353609873464919?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/335353609873464919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-infrequent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/335353609873464919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/335353609873464919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-infrequent.html' title='why infrequent?'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-7490531265173190902</id><published>2010-05-26T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:30:00.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Maths Lesson</title><content type='html'>Currently using my blackberry to post this blog.. I'm having some A maths class which I totally have no clue about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I started working at MOF since monday.. The sad thing is, they don't call me kat or nemi.. They address me as laylian.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their operation is really kinda sucky. Ppl just do things on their own, the cashier is forever missing, and they didn't brief me on any to-dos and told me to just clear up the tables. WTF? Not even standard stuffs like where you keep the cutlery, plates, warm water and other drinks.. I don't even know that they do not provide ice water for the customers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the only eye candy is attached to one of the MOF female staff. I have sweared that I will never get involve with any guy with girlfriend(s).&lt;br /&gt;Should I get another job and leave MOF? I don't really feel happy in the restaurant. One cheena woman keep on kpkb about me. Drop plastic bento container, kbkp. Nv wipe table, kpkb. Ask her to serve customer, she also kpkb ME!! Is you guys who told me to not do anything except for clearing tables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have cleared most of the tables, u seniors just stand and chit chat. Customers are calling, I was the first one to spot it. I refills water glasses, hot green tea pots, called for bills and presented them after requesting for umpteen times, served coffee and tea and even managed to take a gyoza repeat order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm saying is that, the floor staffs are seriously cannot make it. They are slow, incompetent, not observant, bossy and unfriendly. Since I can complain this much, I think I really should quit this job if I still continue to feel this way after a week of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plus point is... Staffs have 30% discount off the total bill, without service charge!! This is like A LOT of $$$ discounted away.. Unlike mamaison.. Only 20% discount BEFORE the GST and service charge.. Sucky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols.. I totally didn't pay attention in the lecture.. You can see by looking at how long my blog post is.. And I am using BB and not a laptop!!! So it is harder and somehow slower than using laptop to post.. XD&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;survival skills&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-7490531265173190902?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/7490531265173190902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/05/having-maths-lesson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7490531265173190902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7490531265173190902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/05/having-maths-lesson.html' title='Having Maths Lesson'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-4651856463237797199</id><published>2010-04-29T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T14:08:49.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain pain go away!!</title><content type='html'>Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't walk comfortably, my crotch hurts.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's track and field training was not intense at all! It was all because of the lack of stretching and continuous long strides running.. How can i manage the upcoming training lesson which is just tomorrow?! Hopefully after today's rest i will be able to recover from the strain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yesterday's training lesson i realised that not just my stamina had dropped, my speed too slowed. Really really need to run run run more!! Train train train more!!! NYP's track and field team is soooo much better than the one at NP which i had joined last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dislike the female seniors at the track team, they seriously think that they are all so good. I damn damn hate people who have such confidence. No matter how good you are, please be humble! :)&lt;br /&gt;And also, i heard them saying that this year's freshies have a lot of bimbos. I know that they included me in the list as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO NOT A BIMBO! You can call me ah lian but not a bimbo! I don't look like a bimbo from head to toe. DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still have to work later... I can't walk fast so i will have to inform Serena first. So i am like half a staff instead of a whole one. I'm so tired..... I wanna go home and rest and NOT going to work later. Continuously schooling, working and training is killing me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9kiBgzNSpI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/sWTtXC1bYd4/s1600/Picture0010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9kiBgzNSpI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/sWTtXC1bYd4/s640/Picture0010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9kiFgA6eBI/AAAAAAAAA4g/y6dQ6uRfH-w/s1600/Picture0011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9kiFgA6eBI/AAAAAAAAA4g/y6dQ6uRfH-w/s640/Picture0011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9kiJAPBKOI/AAAAAAAAA4o/pBg3E5XkSO8/s1600/Picture0012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9kiJAPBKOI/AAAAAAAAA4o/pBg3E5XkSO8/s640/Picture0012.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;dying&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-4651856463237797199?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/4651856463237797199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/pain-pain-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4651856463237797199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4651856463237797199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/pain-pain-go-away.html' title='Pain pain go away!!'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9kiBgzNSpI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/sWTtXC1bYd4/s72-c/Picture0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-3312827736071041920</id><published>2010-04-25T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T00:35:45.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words taken back</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;How determined was i in my previous post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave my schedule to Serenena just now. Will be working on Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i didn't go drinking with Serenena yesterday, i would have been freed from Ma Maison once and for all. Just because of a few cans of Asahi,a pint of Hoegaarden beer and the cab fare home, i was bribed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cheap. The price should at least be a bottle of chivas or martell. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at Ma Maison is still alright. But Parco branch really sucked! The in charge Ken and a floor staff Queenie, really pissed me off this afternoon. I have to really endure their &lt;i&gt;pointless presence&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;uselessness&lt;/i&gt; for the whole lunch operation hours. No, i am not exaggerating it, i have supporters as well. It's not just me who think of them like this. And yes, i am being straightforward, i am the bad guy and a mean one as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a colleague that will close an eye to those who doesn't do their job properly. Right in the face, i will tell them to stop their bullshits and nonsenses and start working. We are being paid, no matter how &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;underpaid&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; we are, we still receive our salary and we have to provide our service in return. I don't hide my dislikes. When i hate you, i will show it till you feel it. It's your decision whether to ignore the obvious and continue to act all buddy buddy with me,or to accept my hostility and stop disturbing me with that irritating voice of yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop discriminating others and get on my life. Find someone to love and refrain from hating anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE/hate this is the new balance. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. There is a new full time kitchen helper at Bugis Ma Maison named Tommy. He gave me the feeling that he is kinda interested in me. Though quite cute, i am not into Malaysians, sorry. So, stop asking me about my age, relationship status, where i stay and also the flirting that you may think is charming. Even Yuki and Macy think that he is interested in me.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a handsome, tanned, healthy, well-built, good english oral communication and hardworking boyfriend/husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-3312827736071041920?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/3312827736071041920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/words-taken-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3312827736071041920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3312827736071041920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/words-taken-back.html' title='Words taken back'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-7591597085907458509</id><published>2010-04-23T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T00:37:49.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School of Chemical and Life Science</title><content type='html'>I really misses my secondary school friends.. And even my NP classmates as well..&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, but i feel that i dont fit into my new class. I doubt its because of my age, since there are people who are actually even older than me. It should be me shutting out from them and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are all those from secondary school, like chemistry, biology and mathematics. Awwww.. I didnt take biology and&amp;nbsp;A maths when i was in secondary school.. Im just so dead. I really prefer those days at NP.. At least i think i m much happier. I sure have treasured those times with my classmates and just graduate with an Early Childhood diploma.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehmmmmm... I think its still a bad idea. Everything about ECH is great. Its just the career prospect that made me changed my mind. And my attendance is failing, another reason for my withdrawal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently at NYP library with my classmates at another table..&amp;nbsp;Just i, me and myself using a table that could accomodate 8 person. Received an sms from Serenena, asking me for my schedule next week. Like zzz.. I shall committ to my&amp;nbsp;CCA! No matter how she whines and beg, i will not give in already. Priority now is cca and studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though i have a strong urge to quit the course again. HAHAHAAAHAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo not a study person.. Must i really? All the modules for the food science and nutrition seems really realy tough. Tough as in the have to chiong and study kind like in the sec school years. And i really hate to study!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i really want to do well, i will have to really study study. I know that if i just study, i can get some results. If i push a little bit more, good results can be obtained.Therefore i NEVER really study study, because i want to retain this 'i can do well if i study abit' confidence. I started to study for my O level only after my prelims.&amp;nbsp;To think that i only studied for a month, my grades had improved from a 29 to 15. I did not know how to do a chemistry practical until i studied. All along for sec 3 and sec 4 chemistry classes, i copied all the results because i don't understand anything at all. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to study. It kills my brain cells. :( Though i doubt i have any already. I m just so dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP's facilities is much much better than NYP's.. Appreciate it you NPians! Electric socket everywhere. It's hard to find one at NYP, even if there's one, most of the time its being used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like dying. I could not foresee any future in me. I can't picture myself growing old, getting a husband, giving birth to babies and blah blah blah. I wanna die young;20s or 30s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more i type, the more depressed i gets.&amp;nbsp;I just can't stop thinking negatively when i start to write my blog posts. I was supposedly a positive person. What happened to me? 2010 sucks. Oh my, im really sick. How random.. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more friends! Friends that i can rely on, not just accquaintances! Hi and bye friends should just fuck off! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalalala~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9FAX2Hll6I/AAAAAAAAA3w/XfbpKDQR-Vw/s1600/Picture0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9FAX2Hll6I/AAAAAAAAA3w/XfbpKDQR-Vw/s640/Picture0001.jpg" tt="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9FAZMGg9-I/AAAAAAAAA34/iWTXubfkhww/s1600/Picture0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9FAZMGg9-I/AAAAAAAAA34/iWTXubfkhww/s640/Picture0003.jpg" tt="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9FAaV4aA8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/2KHevfg3e4E/s1600/Picture0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9FAaV4aA8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/2KHevfg3e4E/s640/Picture0002.jpg" tt="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9FAbsK21SI/AAAAAAAAA4I/5e2iJiiuG08/s1600/Picture0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9FAbsK21SI/AAAAAAAAA4I/5e2iJiiuG08/s640/Picture0004.jpg" tt="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9FAcTRI9yI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/cFFPFe3YpVY/s1600/Picture0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9FAcTRI9yI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/cFFPFe3YpVY/s640/Picture0005.jpg" tt="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh boy oh boy.. I a really getting fatter and fatter. My arms!!! They are as thick as a pigs thigh! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running! More training! Gogogogogooooo!!! This time i would have to train for both my short distances and my aim to run 10km! Jiayous!&lt;br /&gt;cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;sickening sickness&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-7591597085907458509?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/7591597085907458509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/school-of-chemical-and-life-science.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7591597085907458509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7591597085907458509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/school-of-chemical-and-life-science.html' title='School of Chemical and Life Science'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S9FAX2Hll6I/AAAAAAAAA3w/XfbpKDQR-Vw/s72-c/Picture0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-6838680840043818746</id><published>2010-04-16T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:03:16.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a NEKO not an INU!</title><content type='html'>I don't know if Serenena reads my blog or not,&amp;nbsp;but i still will rant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd week that i worked WITHOUT any full day off! ARGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking stress now.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that the salary will be not lower than $800 after CPF deduction, if not i seriously don't understand the reason for working as hard as a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the 4th week will be my last week. Or this 3rd. Whatever it is, i will be looking for a higher&amp;nbsp;per hour job which has enough staffs working and don't need me this badly. I think my dark eye circles is getting darker.. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked damn freaking pale without make up. I don't think i can live without my make up now. &lt;br /&gt;FUGLY ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall be waking up early and head to West Point Hospital tomorrow for medical examination and xray and typhoid injection. Supposedly it's today, and i got a half day off for it. But when i sat down at Marsling's S11 because the clinic hadn't open yet, i realise that West Point Hospital's total cost would be $40 and the Marsling's clinic is $51. $11 difference!!!! Each cents and dollar make a HUGE difference to be now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am damn fucking broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about the clinic thingy. I actually wanted to go to Thye Hwa Guan Ang Mo Kio Hospital instead, because it is just located near to NYP which i was going to submit my enrolment stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The operation hours is supposedly 2.00pm to 4.30pm from Mon to Fri. I reached there at 4.00pm on a Friday, which was today, and they told that there was no freaking afternoon session available!! What the fuck? Today isn't even a public holiday or the eve of ph. There is no reason for them to reject me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god when i went to NYP, they were able to extend my enrolment period from 16 to the 19. Anyway, i was already late, from what the lady told me. But it was not my fault! I already paid my fees on the 14 but i think there was a delay for e-banking payment as they didn't receive it until today. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM REALLY GLAD THAT I HAVE A SCHOOL TO ATTEND!! =D&lt;br /&gt;I will really treasure this opportunity. But i doubt i can strive as well as my siblings. Both of them had obtained Lee Kuan Yew scholarship award, which is i think the hardest scholarship that polytechnics offered. =/&lt;br /&gt;cont blog soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;do my best&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-6838680840043818746?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/6838680840043818746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-neko-not-inu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6838680840043818746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6838680840043818746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-neko-not-inu.html' title='Im a NEKO not an INU!'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-8801185164645639533</id><published>2010-04-10T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:08:02.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYP</title><content type='html'>Food science. I got in. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;Cont blog again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Fortunate enough&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-8801185164645639533?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/8801185164645639533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/nyp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8801185164645639533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8801185164645639533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/nyp.html' title='NYP'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-8662270124351458364</id><published>2010-04-05T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:42:50.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failed application</title><content type='html'>Fuck my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have to find a full time job yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Another year of working, good or bad? I may have a chance to save some money to put my braces this time round. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been working at Ma Maison Bugis like a dog. They don't treat their staffs like a human, i guess. Last week, i told Serena that i have to work at NB on Wednesday, she planned me every other day except for Wednesday. So in the end i have to work a whole week without an off day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That was fine. It's only one week.' Thats what i thought. And AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She planned me without an off day for this week as well! Even though i myself tell her its fine, but isn't it common sense that you need to give your employee an off day to recuperate at least? Or she could put me work dinner shift and not lunch shift. I need my sleep! Half day or no half day off is of no difference to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM STILL FUCKING WORKING AND FUCKING WAKING EARLY TO GO TO WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister may appeal for me to enter into Nanyang Polytechnic. But the chances isn't high, i am not placing any hopes in her. Better to be prepared for the worst, than to feel like shit when the outcome is told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like getting a boyfriend now. I want someone to be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;who will be mine&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-8662270124351458364?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/8662270124351458364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/failed-application.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8662270124351458364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8662270124351458364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/04/failed-application.html' title='Failed application'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-4713986246593049611</id><published>2010-03-25T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T01:53:49.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Runescape/Books</title><content type='html'>Have been reading books after books.. Mostly Fiona McIntosh's because i love fantasy stories!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i spend $10 on Runescape premium membership? The other time i signed up for Neopets and i seriously regretted because i don't know how to unsubscribe it. Thus, costing me a hell lot of wasted money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go St James with Fynn, Kun Cheng and Kenny. But i changed my mind. It's not like im of a legal age to enter anyway, just to prevent any trouble that may be facing, if i got caught.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be a good girl. Wait. I already AM! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that i was lazy to comb my wig, put on make up and choose what to wear. Another reason was the part that i am BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;Doubt i will be able to get braces done in this lifetime unless i strike 4D or toto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much.. Just been spending money on Mac as i feel bad to use their facilities and not buying anything. And the overwhelming fragrance...... How can i resist the temptation of fried food?!?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am officially a fat chick now.&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;gossip girl time&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-4713986246593049611?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/4713986246593049611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/03/runescapebooks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4713986246593049611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4713986246593049611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/03/runescapebooks.html' title='Runescape/Books'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-7966960570657227425</id><published>2010-03-23T02:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T02:13:55.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 sucks</title><content type='html'>I am back to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Previously had unsuccessful attempt to connect to the internet. And the M1 USB wireless broadband isn't that fast. Managed to get the password from Jasper. Thought it was 3 but it's E. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 really sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i have been getting more and more emotional. Tears were flowing easily, but they are not supposed to unless forced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, chances are, i won't be able to get into a polytechnic this year, since both SP and TP had already rejected my DAE application. Why would NP give me a chance when my previous attendance record was so pathetic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, i still feel very down no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-7966960570657227425?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/7966960570657227425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/03/2010-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7966960570657227425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7966960570657227425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/03/2010-sucks.html' title='2010 sucks'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-5056233208951912926</id><published>2010-02-18T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T01:03:05.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fall fell fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I had never gotten this feeling after I had been rejected by Kim.. Heart pounding, shy and happy all at the same time.. It's deep.. and true once again.. With all my other ex-es, were just normal interest, and just get together for the fun of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My heart did beat a second faster, my face would feel hot and i couldn't make that much of eye contact like i usually do.. I treat eye contact as a respect to the person i am talking to, it is very rude not to make eye contact, and it's a form of confidence as well. But in front of the person that i had a hell deep crush on, i just couldn't make myself to look into the eyes. I have to admit, the crush that i had for Kim is over, i am really into you now..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You told me that you liked someone. Why is it always like this? I don't think i could muster any courage to confess this time round. I hate it when those i really really really liked rejects me and those i only had some interest in accepts me.. Why must it be so? Can i really not be with the person that i love? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;where is my love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Nemi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-5056233208951912926?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/5056233208951912926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/fall-fell-fallen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5056233208951912926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5056233208951912926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/fall-fell-fallen.html' title='fall fell fallen'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-175468171909034666</id><published>2010-02-14T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T03:12:30.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I felt like shit for the past few days..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was not just the alcohol effects, it is because of the pathetic life that i am living in now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First the fun part,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will just start with the night at Zirca/Rebel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As usual,&amp;nbsp; I went with Vivian. But this time, with more people that i had known. Kelly, Pei Wen, Fyn and some of their guy friends. Only managed to get in after the second attempt and a glass of Singapore Sling. Began to down Chivas like there's no tomorrow. Gingerale as a mixer is really nice. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As Vivian tried to stop me from drinking too much, i started to buy the drink from the bar. Did the bartender tried to flirt with me? Or is it his job? Whatever, he believed that i was 22 anyway. With the wig, i really looked much more mature.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Back to the point.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A bottle of Corona, half a heineken, a shot of whatever the name (&lt;/i&gt;vivian just told me that the shot was actually very strong, but i did not had any feeling that it was strong at all because i think i was too high already. it was served on a triangular cocktail glass. A stick was put in the middle of the glass so that the bartender could balance a large bottle on it. He poured some alcohol on it and lit up a fire. SO COOL!!! Then he gave me a straw before hand to sip the drink up. I just slurped everything without thinking.&lt;i&gt;) that cost me a fucking $50.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Made out with a girl and a guy in the group. It's not just some random strangers, but still i don't know them well, so it wasn't that awkward to kiss them. Ask me to kiss Hai Shien, Yi Ren, Ethan, Don Lyre or some good friends of mine, it would be damn weird.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am not a THAT good drinker, so after all those drinks, including quite a few number of Chivas mixed with either coke or gingerale, i puked. Into a drinking glass that was empty. Then transferred to a bin that someone kindly got it for me, because the vomit overflowed. Took off my wig while everyone still had their attention on me. Bet they were stunned, i wouldnt know, but i could guessed their reaction, it's just that i wasnt that conscious about my surrounding at that worst state of mine. Trust me, i was not the only one. Vivian was worst than me. I could still vaguely recall what i had done, and all the time, i knew what i was doing. Like the making out, the ordering of the fucking expensive shot of drink, puking into a glass then into a bin, who sent me to the taxi stand and what he said about the trouble of taking care of a drunkard, the taxi uncle telling me not to puke in his cab and then me telling him to give me a plastic bag if he really did not want that to happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even though i spent alot, embarrassed myself or not, i had enjoyed the night. Because.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had drunk my sorrow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Continuing..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A few hours after i had reached home from Zirca, i went to work. Luckily there was no headache, no hangover and no more vomiting. Guess i really am better at drinking. Cabbed down to work, and blah blah blah... The usual working routine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;AT NIGHT,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;went out for supper with Kelly and some Kimage hair stylist. I really thought it was just supper, i did not know that they had plans AFTER the supper. After eating, i asked where were they heading to? In my mind i thought it was either some bus stops or mrt stations. BUT NO! They were going to Shanghai Dolly at Clarke Quay for some drinking. Since the next day i would not be working, i went with them. A good decision actually, it was an eye opener. I was able to enter without my wig, contact lens, any IDs or nice dress/clothes, i was wearing NewBalance uniform and slippers.. HAHAHA!!!!! And it was just me who was dressing this sloppily, other patrons wore nice dresses, heels and heavy makeup.. I was so embarrassed. Shanghai Dolly was really different from the usual club or pub where i went to. They have DJs scratching those usual clubbing songs, but after some time, there would be some singers and bands playing music like those getai.. And heard them saying that they were from those Project superstar, singapore idol and the superband..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Was actually kinda bored. But i learned that Xavier, the Kimage supervisor, was actually a nice guy. Not the Mr Act that i always thought he was. He paid for EVERYTHING, okay, just not the bus fare to go to Clarke Quay. 2 bottles of Martel, mixers, 1 plate of chicken wings, 3 plates of french fries, the bill for the supper which includes mine, his, carven, annie, kelly and his friend, and the cab fare to my house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was so impressed. But nah, i wouldn't fall for him.. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now, the fun part ends here. Misery shall continue again. It's getting late, 3.09am.. Hopefully there would be more fun than misery for me to add in the next day. It would another rant and confession again for the next post.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;to hell&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nemi &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-175468171909034666?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/175468171909034666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/175468171909034666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/175468171909034666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-fun.html' title='it&apos;s fun'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-3523862844804530860</id><published>2010-02-05T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:13:59.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BANG! BANG! BANGS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I was a good girl yesterday, did not use my laptop at all for the night, busy reading a romance novel, thus the there was no new blog post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmmmm.. Actually i wasn't &lt;/i&gt;THAT&lt;i&gt; good yesterday. I spent around $200 worth of Charles &amp;amp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; Keith products, and got a member card for spending over $180 in a single receipt. The card was new, but the condition was fucked up. Looked like an &lt;/i&gt;old&lt;i&gt; bloody &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;new card. Bought a pair of sunglasses, a bag and two pairs of heels. Now that i think of it, why does these four items cost me a fucking $200 bucks?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatever~ They were already paid for, too late to say anything anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh yeahhhhhhhhhhh... Went inside the fitting room today to trim away my long fringe. It really looked weird on me. Bangs really suits me much much more. Shall take a photo of my new fringe tomorrow... or maybe not just A photo.. xD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here's my long fringe photos, i actually cut my fringe on a hasty thought, did no considerations at all. The photos were just coincidental, not like taken directly before the cut. Fine. Frankly speaking, they are just my usual habit of camwhoring for today. =.=&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2ru3YLorAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/9KvRgKG1fUI/s1600-h/P04-02-10_10.56.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2ru3YLorAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/9KvRgKG1fUI/s320/P04-02-10_10.56.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2ru4YX1trI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/NeDZ8BR3kik/s1600-h/P04-02-10_10.57.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2ru4YX1trI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/NeDZ8BR3kik/s320/P04-02-10_10.57.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2ru54CYbzI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/OnIBmaZamEM/s1600-h/P030210_14.41.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2ru54CYbzI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/OnIBmaZamEM/s320/P030210_14.41.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2ru7ATAnwI/AAAAAAAAA3g/C1vKBl4shYc/s1600-h/P040210_15.15.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2ru7ATAnwI/AAAAAAAAA3g/C1vKBl4shYc/s320/P040210_15.15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2ru8DAHU7I/AAAAAAAAA3o/Bsx7B03NJ8Y/s1600-h/P040210_15.16.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2ru8DAHU7I/AAAAAAAAA3o/Bsx7B03NJ8Y/s320/P040210_15.16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Alright, even though the photos are not that clear, but you can still see from the above photo that there are scratches and plastic bubbles puffing out of the member card!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I HAVE GROWN FATTER. IT IS REALLY VERY OBVIOUS NOW.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I. NEED. TO. SLIM. DOWN.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Need to run more&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Need to eat lesser&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Need to drink more water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Need to stop drinking milk tea with EXTRA pearls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Need to stop being so lazy that i am being right now!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay.. Who would trust me to comply to the above for more than a week?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;why did you get into my head&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nemi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-3523862844804530860?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/3523862844804530860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/bang-bang-bangs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3523862844804530860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3523862844804530860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/bang-bang-bangs.html' title='BANG! BANG! BANGS!!!!'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2ru3YLorAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/9KvRgKG1fUI/s72-c/P04-02-10_10.56.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-7100325572987046080</id><published>2010-02-03T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T01:08:40.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Had alot of things in mind to do for today. However, i only completed a few.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wanted to get naval piercing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wanted to buy new clothes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wanted to buy some accessories&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wanted to buy ear studs (fuck, hope that my piercings aren't closed yet)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wanted to open UOB bank account&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Did none of the above.. Lols&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Woke up at 1pm, starts preparing to meet Charles at bugis for those SOY`b photos. Talked about cameras and photography, i was late by the way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Went Serangoon to meet sister for dinner, i was there early, so i sat down at the stairs, took out my net book and starts editing those photos that i had just received.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dinner @ Chomp Chomp market. Ate chicken wings, sambal kangkong, bbq squid and stingray. ^_^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I treated them desserts, since they paid for the dinner, at a restaurant named ICE^3 which is ICE cube.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me and Jasper, my sister's boyfriend, ordered waffles, one with mango and the other with raspberry ice cream, while my sister ordered crepe. Waffles were tasty, but i can't finish it. Neither did my sis finish hers, however its taste wasn't as good.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photos!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2hYi5NvZlI/AAAAAAAAA1w/627rKKl0RfI/s1600-h/P02-02-10_18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2hYi5NvZlI/AAAAAAAAA1w/627rKKl0RfI/s320/P02-02-10_18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2hYj5MJdNI/AAAAAAAAA14/CkH1mK1eA1w/s1600-h/P02-02-10_20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2hYj5MJdNI/AAAAAAAAA14/CkH1mK1eA1w/s320/P02-02-10_20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Yeah! ME! Nemi Katrine Khor took all these photos! xD &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edited and credited myself. HAHAHHAHA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My photography skill isn't good, neither is the editing skill. Please forgive me for that. T.T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enjoy the photos though! 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2hKWyvWU1I/AAAAAAAAA1o/_xh2o2rcOLg/s320/IMG_6018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;have to learn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nemi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-4801545111891763704?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/4801545111891763704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/photos-from-soyb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4801545111891763704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4801545111891763704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/photos-from-soyb.html' title='Photos from SOY`b'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2hIkQLgR5I/AAAAAAAAAxo/WNh5MnN-Ht0/s72-c/IMG_5913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-7921311163287278757</id><published>2010-02-02T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T01:16:41.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I don't know if i am abusing the kindness of my colleagues or not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had been engaging myself with personal stuff during working hours lately. Like going down to buy bubble, library to return/borrow books, toilet to sh!t and using computer during non breaktime. Is it too much?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyway, i watched Paranormal Activity's VCD that Zell had bought. Freaked me out, that was just only the last part. Everything was really very real, the actor and actress's reaction and all were very convincing, as if they lived the script. Wanted to save electricity by turning off the light while watching the show, even though there was someone else in the room, my timidness turned back the light on 5mins after the show had started playing. Did not dare to turn up the volume as i was afraid that the sound effects would scare me. So i was practically reading the subtitles throughout the whole movie, their dialouges were too soft for me to comprehend. The last part of the movie, which was the actress throwing the male actor body towards the camera from nowhere, which is the tv screen i was staring at, caused my whole body to jerk in horror. I got the same reaction when the actress looked into the camera, approached it, and suddenly charged towards the camera with a face of a demon/ghost/freak/monster. Heart pumping like mad.. Covered my eyes until the VCD stopped playing. Afraid that the movie would once again shows up some scary videos that my weak heart could not tolerate. I despise myself..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know that i'm afraid of horror movies/videos, but i just cannot resist the temptation to watch it. However, once the movie starts screening, i regretted straightaway,but would never stop watching because i wanted to see till the ending with my own eyes. Gore and blood means nothing to me. Only ghosts and spirits. I respect IT. Please don't haunt me. T.T I'd rather die than to encounter paranormal incidents. Just thinking of it gives me goosebumps. It is in my no.1 fear list. And i have absolutely no clue about the rest of the ranking. Not sure what else am i afraid of.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;leave me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nemi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-7921311163287278757?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/7921311163287278757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7921311163287278757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7921311163287278757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-5784378699548697891</id><published>2010-02-01T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:20:02.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sharingan</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I shall keep this post as short as possible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Woke up at around 10:40am in the morning, luckily my supervisor smsed me to ask what time i was going to reach the shop, the message tone woke me up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My eyes hurt like fuck after yesterday's 12hours worth of wearing contact lens. That was absolutely nothing to me before, but i don't what the fuck happened to my eyes that caused this irritation. Eyes were covered with dried pus. Tears were dripping when the eyes were exposed to direct sunlight. Squinted my eyes all the way into a cab. Rested my eyes by shutting them throughout the whole journey to Bishan. Reached my workplace at around 11AM sharp, but still opened the shop later by 4mins since i had to do all those opening shit like counting the money..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finally had a chance to look at myself in the mirror, as expected, eyes were as red as a dead, smelly and not fresh fish. Ewwwwwwwwww..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I avoided eye contact from the customers for the whole of afternoon, it was really hard because today was fucking busy, sometimes i just forgotten and i looked at them in the eye, luckily they said nothing to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Had i said that my auntie had came and find me before? To ask for the rental that i so called OWED her for staying at her Ang Mo Kio's house. Anyway, she came with her daughter and grandchildren today AGAIN after an unsuccessful appearance at my shop the previous time. I wasn't working that day, and my colleague called me and told me about it, but unfortunately i was working this time round.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gave her discount for the shoes that her daughter's boyfriend bought for my nephew, her grandson. At the cashier, she told me that if i did not return her the money, she will not be able to give me red packet this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Think about it. $20 and $200, which is more?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sad or glad? There wouldn't be any camwhoring photos due to the current state of my eyes. I cannot confirm if the fault lies on the MaxiEyes contact lens. However if it really is its fault, i would never ever buy them just because they are cheap in my lifetime again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How long do i have to wear my spectacles for.......... I really hate the look of myself wearing spectacles. UGLYFAGGOT! Even though i don't look that good, contact lens made me looked better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyway, does this post counted as short? I am so long winded.. Lols.. XD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;rest my eyes well&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nemi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-5784378699548697891?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/5784378699548697891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/sharingan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5784378699548697891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5784378699548697891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/02/sharingan.html' title='sharingan'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-677612566305249278</id><published>2010-01-31T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:02:07.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOY`b</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Coooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was SOY`b this afternoon till evening, and even though people complained that the event area was small and it was overflowing with booths, i really really enjoyed myself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1st thing first, i tried to hide my presence by wearing a new wig to the event. But &lt;/i&gt;FAILED&lt;i&gt;. Everyone that i had associated with before were able to recognize me in one glance. I was actually afraid that people would give me disgusted look when they found out i am THE Nemi, aka the slut, whore all those bullshit. BUT HELL NO! My &lt;/i&gt;friends &lt;i&gt;still welcome me, they smile at me, waves to me, approaches me.. I didn't dare to do all of the above, i was afraid that they would scurry away when i actually did. Even those new acquaintances, actually mainly just photographers, they had not heard of NEMI before, which is something better than knowing me through the tummy saga. They DO know about the tummy saga though, since most of them were like 'Where is the Dennis Soon(Shadowkid14)?'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp; also, i tried photography today! It was EXTREMELY fun! Took just a few photos since i was really shy and thin skinned to approach those cosplayers. And NOPE! The camera isn't mine. It was Charles's, an experienced photographer in SGCafe that i knew since last year Halloween, he had taken photos of me wearing the goth lolita.. After today, i really felt like buying a DSLR!!!! Bet it would cost a bomb, and take me further away from my braces goal..........&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After the event was over, me, tsukiisa, qinggy, shiney, kanami, kuromaru, ozora, ziyang and sora went to coffeeshop at clementi to at zichar.. Ordered a soup, kangkong, sotong and tofu for me, ozora, ziyang and sora to share. The rest of the girls and kuro ordered their own food. However, before we settled down at the coffeeshop, we were actually going to have dinner with another bunch of cosplayers/photographers/SKWs. And i was REALLY REALLY annoyed and irritated by them. Especially aaroncheng(?), so immatured and childish, but still wanted to act big big like the leader.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;BULL SHIT!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;These bunch of immatured kids, even though i don't know all of their age since it was the first time that i encounter them, has no sense of responsibility nor courtesy. Drag and drag and drag, and don't want to start moving off.&amp;nbsp; And when we finally boarded the bus, stood around the door and refused to move in until being told to. During the WHOLE of the bus journey to our destination, made a fool of themselves and disgraced the name of COSPLAYERS&amp;nbsp; by chatting noisily, shouting across from the head to the end of the bus and using flashlight to take photos IN the bus.&amp;nbsp; How DUMB could they get?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some of them trying to be a hero, shout at their top voice to ask the bunch to shut the fuck up. No, they didn't use STFU, but the meaning was there. aaroncheng was one of those idiots. No again, i am not picking on aaroncheng, but its just that he was the only idiot that i knew in that bunch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hasn't Shadowkid14 brought down the reputation of cosplay bad enough already? Stop worsening the situation by behaving yourselves PLEASE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grrrrrrr.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some photos that are taken from my PHONE:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_dev9x6I/AAAAAAAAAxY/GCCujjh_Tpk/s1600-h/P300110_18.30.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_dev9x6I/AAAAAAAAAxY/GCCujjh_Tpk/s320/P300110_18.30.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh yeah, my new hair colour. Slightly brighter than my previous one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_fdC-zZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/AUeyOob6f0Y/s1600-h/P300110_18.33.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_fdC-zZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/AUeyOob6f0Y/s320/P300110_18.33.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One in light blue is loveualot aka ziyang and the one beside him is kuromaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_bFS_biI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/W_4rNquFwVQ/s1600-h/P300110_18.29%5B01%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_bFS_biI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/W_4rNquFwVQ/s320/P300110_18.29%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ozora aka the laughing buddha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_Z9SXO1I/AAAAAAAAAxI/YW7qoES3v1c/s1600-h/P300110_18.29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_Z9SXO1I/AAAAAAAAAxI/YW7qoES3v1c/s320/P300110_18.29.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kanamii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_YVbtwsI/AAAAAAAAAxA/ppJs55OOTK0/s1600-h/P300110_18.28%5B01%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_YVbtwsI/AAAAAAAAAxA/ppJs55OOTK0/s320/P300110_18.28%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hmmmm.. Ozora's friend, didn't catch his name. From SGCafe as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_WTbdOLI/AAAAAAAAAw4/qQLV_IM01GU/s1600-h/P300110_18.28.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_WTbdOLI/AAAAAAAAAw4/qQLV_IM01GU/s320/P300110_18.28.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;QINGGY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_Vf2hDkI/AAAAAAAAAww/8P77R3w1770/s1600-h/P300110_18.21.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_Vf2hDkI/AAAAAAAAAww/8P77R3w1770/s320/P300110_18.21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alright, it's obvious enough, but this is Nemi which is ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_UINdjpI/AAAAAAAAAwo/2vJn9VInoF8/s1600-h/P300110_18.20.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_UINdjpI/AAAAAAAAAwo/2vJn9VInoF8/s320/P300110_18.20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_TK-cKiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/i7r5EE2TolQ/s1600-h/P300110_16.10%5B01%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_TK-cKiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/i7r5EE2TolQ/s320/P300110_16.10%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy birthday to you Shiney~ Xinhui~ Though it was actually on Wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_SH3knzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/H9GZK8ZvXeU/s1600-h/P300110_16.10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_SH3knzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/H9GZK8ZvXeU/s320/P300110_16.10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bugger it! Happy belated birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_Q19PybI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/jSA2Js0WaIE/s1600-h/P300110_14.59%5B01%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_Q19PybI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/jSA2Js0WaIE/s320/P300110_14.59%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_OQvE20I/AAAAAAAAAwA/_sXfTZj3Xs8/s1600-h/P300110_14.58.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_OQvE20I/AAAAAAAAAwA/_sXfTZj3Xs8/s320/P300110_14.58.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_NQ22zsI/AAAAAAAAAv4/7OFSX_msH4Q/s1600-h/P30-01-10_15.00.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_NQ22zsI/AAAAAAAAAv4/7OFSX_msH4Q/s320/P30-01-10_15.00.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_PSDpvNI/AAAAAAAAAwI/swFMtwX_DKs/s1600-h/P300110_14.59.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_PSDpvNI/AAAAAAAAAwI/swFMtwX_DKs/s320/P300110_14.59.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The mood throughout the whole of SOY'b was great, except for some minor events that turned me off/down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When i was queueing for the entrance tickets with Charles, i saw Yoshinori. I was fine with him, really. But it's just that in my previous post, i had written to ask him gtfo of my life. So i will never ever dare to approach him since i wouldn't know how did he feel about it. He greeted Charles and not me, it was either that he did not recognise me with my wig on or he was treating me like i was invisible. I would think that it was the latter, since the others were able to spot me out, why couldn't he? I can only blame myself, i reap what i sow, i can never take back the words i had said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I planned to follow Lyre's group to Marina Barrage for photoshoot but in the end, NO!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I didn't know whose photoshoot it was and only realise after seeing THEM zoom by in the car.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was relieve that i did not come across any Gundam cosplayer during the event, i thought that they did not turn up for it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SO DAMN WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The photoshoot that i almost went was THEIR's. ok. To be exact, Marcussy's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He IS the last person that i wanted to see on this Earth. I was sooooooooo glad that i found out. If not i would have be at the photoshoot, with him around! Ewwwwwwwwwwww..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No wonder Lyre was like, 'You coming meh?' I was thinking why wasn't he welcoming me to go. So he thought that i knew that it was the Gundam's photoshoot. I am frank. I hate Marcussy. Actually dislike. Hate is a too heavy word for me to use. I never hate anyne. When i happened to saw him inside the car that zoomed past and after hearing the answer from Fumi that he was going for the photoshoot, my mood and expression instantly changed. Seems that i still couldn't let it go. I am still unable to befriend Marcussy. I had planned to! But after the Tummy Saga, there was a 360 degree twist to my mindset.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will upload all the photos i had taken using the real camera after i have receive it from Charles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All noob photos. It's my first time taking photos using a real camera! Don't count those from sightseeing and traveling.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;expect the unexpected&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nemi&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-677612566305249278?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/677612566305249278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/soyb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/677612566305249278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/677612566305249278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/soyb.html' title='SOY`b'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S2Q_dev9x6I/AAAAAAAAAxY/GCCujjh_Tpk/s72-c/P300110_18.30.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-2432646250553398526</id><published>2010-01-29T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T02:20:57.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taobao-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Spent hell lotsa time on taobao, but still did not order anything yet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chatted with Irish, and decided to order after CNY and see there is any open sprees going on. ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If there isn't, we would just get the personal spree, which is paying the shipping fee by the weight of the items.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know why i still can't bring myself to trust blogshops, maybe it's because there's one time i almost bought a cosplay costume, but didn't order. My friend did and paid, but it did not arrive. It was from taobao. I had never done blogshopping before, to overcome the 'fear' i think i should do it real soon....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No worries, there wouldn't be any of my camwhoring photos till Saturday.. Since i had been wearing spectacles for the past few weeks, i was never really in the mood to camwhore with my sucky phone camera.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyway, i really love working in NewBalance!! Especially now when it gets busy due to the End of Season sale! Sold 2 polar watches in the evening, one bought it willingly and the other half heartedly.. HAHAHAHA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not because he was persuaded by me or his girlfriend, but it was due to him turning the watch on without me knowing! I was appalled when i realised that he had on the watch, i wouldn't know how to off it, i bet not even my supervisor would knew since that was a fitness series and not a running series. His girlfriend was like, 'Since you on it you have to buy it. Once on considered sold.' LOLS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just kidding....... Who would buy a bloody $300+ worth of watch just because you turned it on and had zero interest in it? I wouldn't, i would definitely talk things out with the sales assistant if that happens on me..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Another reason why i was so happy today is that, Daniel my manager said that i could manage the store very well even without the presence of my supervisor! I was so flattered, really.. Today was such an excellent day, hopefully it would be the same tomorrow..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;I actually spent the whole afternoon editing the layout of my blog&lt;/s&gt; sheeshhhhhhh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cont blog tmr&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;stay happy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nemi &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-2432646250553398526?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/2432646250553398526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/taobao-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/2432646250553398526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/2432646250553398526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/taobao-ing.html' title='taobao-ing'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-4349611902345120794</id><published>2010-01-26T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:47:18.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tummy Saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Phew~ It's finally over? I hope it is..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And it seems like JesterBunny has gained hell lots of popularity than me..&amp;nbsp; How lucky...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The bloody thing is out on newspaper, LianHeWanBao, i bought it, and wasted my 80 cents because someone else had posted it online RIGHT after i went down to get the damn papers.. Zzzzz..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyway, to those who cared for me, I'm fine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And to those who fucked about me, GTFO and STFU.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spent the whole day reading forum, but realised that i had wasted my time on those trolls and stupid dumb pictures and videos posts. Should had just watched the teevy..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But to the topic. Shadowkid14 is sooooooooooooooo dead. He is literally sexposed~! I wonder why did i even befriended him..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wooooooooooooooo.. I sense contradiction in myself again..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;May god bless you.. I just hope that you will NEVER appear around Junction 8 EVER again..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully there wouldn't be anymore uproar about this in the future.. LianHeWanBao is bad enough, nothing more.. I do not want any reporters camping in NP during SOY'b, it's annoying..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Doubt i will be posting anymore rants about the whore/slut or shadowkid fuck anymore.. Unless the anonshit or whoever fucktard dig me out again to prove that not &lt;/i&gt;all victims &lt;i&gt;are unwilling parties that type of bullshit! Now i say once again..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I &lt;i&gt;AM &lt;/i&gt;UNWILLINGLY BECAUSE THE PERSON THAT IS TOUCHING IS FUCKING SHADOWKID! HE IS FUCKING UGLY FUCKING DISGUSTING FUCKING DIRTY AND FUCKING IRRITATING!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everyone knows about it, he digs his nose in public, sneeze without covering his mouth and nose, never trims his nosehair and never shaves his stubbles/moustache..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One word to describe him, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;EWWWWWW!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i know myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nemi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-4349611902345120794?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/4349611902345120794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/tummy-saga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4349611902345120794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4349611902345120794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/tummy-saga.html' title='Tummy Saga'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-8850492620130650947</id><published>2010-01-25T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:26:57.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SGCafe should just fucking close down</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;FUCK YOU NABEI CHEE BYE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You seldom see me type in vulgarities, and when i do, i am really PISSED.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am not gonna hide/protect anyone anymore since being named as a whore does not fit into my 'like' list.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Everyone named below are all from SGCafe)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There I was, watching television peacefully, the God of Gamblers, and out of a sudden I received a call.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yoshinori.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He began to tell me how everyone is flaming about ShadowKid14's sexual harassment towards other female cosplayers, which i had absolutely no interest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And it was all thanks to him,Yoshinori, that i was being dragged into the picture. He had posted that i was also being 'molested' by him and also, included some private stuffs about me and Marcussy in that bloody post. I trusted this Marcussy thingy with him, and off he goes announcing it to the whole of SGCafe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Secrets are safe with you huh? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is just a 10% of my rage.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blah blah blah.... After all those dumb posts from trolls and stupid flamers, one bloody user named &lt;/i&gt;anon4649&lt;i&gt; had the tendency to quote a small bit of my blog and posted them on the forum. Thanks for the KIND advertisement that isn't required.. People started to say that i am a whore and some other similar phrases.. WHICH I AM FUCKING PISSED ABOUT!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do they know about me? How could they just name me a whore? WTF? I did not even ask Yoshinori to post about the incident that happened at the Ang Mo Kio Virtualand Arcade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT IT AT ALL!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I knew about all his perversity and i CHOSE to befriend him. I was able to stop his attempts to touch me inappropriately most of the times. Just that the time at AMKVA, i was too tired to stop him from giving me a bear hug and messing my hair up and all those other stuffs he did that was still tolerable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He did not dare to cross the line. He knew that i would simply ignore him forever if he ever did. Of course i would, it's not like he is really frigging handsome and fit like he think he is.. I so do not hold a torch for him, i would even extinguish the flames of HIS torch for me if he does have an interest in me..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I DON'T FUCKING CARE ABOUT WHAT OTHER FUTURE COMMENTS THAT ALL THOSE FUCKERS IN SGCAFE SAYS ABOUT ME. I AM OUT OF SGCAFE. NOT POSTING ANYTHING IN MY FUCKED UP LIFE EVER AGAIN. AND I KNOW THEY WILL BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO SEE ME TYPE THIS OUT. THOSE FLAMERS, AS EXPECTED OF THEM. JUST FUCKING CLOSE DOWN SGCAFE. THE WORST FORUM I HAD EVER SEEN. THE REASON WHY I HAD BEEN TOLERATING ALL THESE FUCKING CHILDISH STUFFS THE PREVIOUS TIMES WAS BECAUSE I STILL HAD SOME SO CALLED 'BUDDIES' IN SGCAFE, BUT NOW?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even though there are some occassional MSN chats, but i don't like cyber friends. I prefer friends i could hang out with and to chat face to face to. Not just someone who types in front of the computer/laptop like a geek.. I know i am offending lots of people already, but i say again,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I DON'T FUCKING CARE ANYMORE!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friendless, so be it. Not like i had never been through it before. It was like this in primary school, secondary school, and polytechnic as well.. Maybe i am not the friend type, much more of the loner kind.. Whatever, life still goes on, it doesn't stop just because i am whining about me being friendless. I still have to work, to eat, to drink and make money to spend. I am gonna live my life to the fullest, and this will always be my motto. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcussy. Yoshinori. Shadowkid14. anon4649. SGCafe. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks for making my poor life much more miserable.. No SGCafers will be entertained. ANYMORE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unless after reading all these rants from and by me, you still have the urge to befriend me, be my GUEST.. Friendly folks are always welcomed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be a &lt;/i&gt;bitch, &lt;i&gt;a &lt;/i&gt;bastard &lt;i&gt;all you want in the cyber world.. I do not give a damn shit about you..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do the same in the reality, try it if you dare, you would not want to mess up with me when i am real mad. I have nothing to lose, i am a nobody. Just fuck off and screw yourself, i hate and detest troubles, stop pulling me into one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I DO NOT CARE HOW YOU GUYS ARE INTERPRETING MY WORDS. IF YOU WANT TO DO SELECTIVE READING, SO BE IT, I DON'T FUCKING CARE ANYMORE. THIS IS MY BLOG. MY ONLINE DIARY. I WRITE ABOUT MY FEELINGS, MY STORIES, MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;get over it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nemi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-8850492620130650947?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/8850492620130650947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/sgcafe-should-just-fucking-close-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8850492620130650947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8850492620130650947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/sgcafe-should-just-fucking-close-down.html' title='SGCafe should just fucking close down'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-4071075419153683147</id><published>2010-01-20T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:57:54.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This or That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Life is still the same for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored &lt;i&gt;as ever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;However, I still try to colour my life in every ways that i could find. For example, hanging out with Stella, mummy.. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1cjD4I7w2I/AAAAAAAAAvk/BIvC7odJ6xY/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC01892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1cjD4I7w2I/AAAAAAAAAvk/BIvC7odJ6xY/s640/Copy+of+DSC01892.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1cf30O_mSI/AAAAAAAAAus/2xEbAki-wqw/s1600-h/DSC01874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1cf30O_mSI/AAAAAAAAAus/2xEbAki-wqw/s640/DSC01874.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1cgb8LtD3I/AAAAAAAAAu0/DydMbhldW_o/s1600-h/DSC01877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1cgb8LtD3I/AAAAAAAAAu0/DydMbhldW_o/s640/DSC01877.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1cg97mpeqI/AAAAAAAAAu8/kiya1wv41cs/s1600-h/DSC01879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1cg97mpeqI/AAAAAAAAAu8/kiya1wv41cs/s640/DSC01879.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1chd0PO56I/AAAAAAAAAvE/oel2nJj8Jm0/s1600-h/DSC01880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1chd0PO56I/AAAAAAAAAvE/oel2nJj8Jm0/s640/DSC01880.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1ciI3_jhwI/AAAAAAAAAvM/3FjpQoikbkM/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC01889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1ciI3_jhwI/AAAAAAAAAvM/3FjpQoikbkM/s640/Copy+of+DSC01889.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1cids1eFZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KQXjqEBaQfA/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC01890.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1cids1eFZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KQXjqEBaQfA/s640/Copy+of+DSC01890.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1ciweffsoI/AAAAAAAAAvc/EOp6DTuGFjg/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC01891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1ciweffsoI/AAAAAAAAAvc/EOp6DTuGFjg/s640/Copy+of+DSC01891.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have been wondering.. What phone should i get when my Singtel contract ends on 19March2010? An iPhone? Blackberry? Satio?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nokia and Samsung are so not in the consideration.. HAHHAHAHAHA!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Braces or shopping?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;An obvious question.. Orthodontic for sure!! Braces is for the life! And clothes will be out of season sooner or later.. &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;what a nice way to comfort myself..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have once again wrote down my saving plan on a notebook, hopefully it will &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;finally &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;work out this time.. As the orthodontics will cost me around $4000-$5000, i will have to at least put a downpayment of $1500.. Thus, i will have to save half of my two months salary for it.. &lt;/i&gt;T&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;icandoityesican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;do my best&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nemi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&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/7416142710898434875-4071075419153683147?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/4071075419153683147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-or-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4071075419153683147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4071075419153683147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-or-that.html' title='This or That?'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/S1cjD4I7w2I/AAAAAAAAAvk/BIvC7odJ6xY/s72-c/Copy+of+DSC01892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-7602457176566055341</id><published>2010-01-11T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T01:31:54.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weight.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BLOODY 50KG!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's alright.. At least the number 5 at the tenth placing, would motivate me to slim down to my ideal weight, which is 45kg.. I'm currently 5kg away, wish me luck guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just did a 3km run at 11:45pm.. Completed it in 25mins.. WTF?! So damn bloody slow... But it's okay.. At least this run wasn't as forced as before.. And i think i could actually do another 1km or more if i hadn't reach back home already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now control my diet AND run for a couple of times per week.. It's been a long time since i had eaten fast food.. Hmmmm.. To be precise, not VERY long, but 2-3weeks is real long for &lt;/span&gt;me..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work again tomorrow, had to open the shop, so i have to reach my workplace earlier... *sigh* If either of my seniors are working, i would not have to wake up as early(30mins earlier), and i can just reach my workplace on time.. DX&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;its irresistible&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-7602457176566055341?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/7602457176566055341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/weight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7602457176566055341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7602457176566055341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/weight.html' title='weight.......'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-8107249287500821942</id><published>2010-01-06T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:15:22.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>envy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The more i looked through the facebook account of my friends, the more i felt jealous about them.. About their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;long &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hair.. and some, their life overseas..&lt;br /&gt;How colourful they had made their life.. And as mine compared to theirs, epic fail.. Why was i so fucking stupid to let a hairdresser snap my long hair off?? At least if i didnt, there would be a thing lesser for me to rant about, which is a very good thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at those females who had long hair, not necessary black or silky, made me felt inferior(?).. With long hair, they looked much sexier, elegant, confident and attractive.. Obviously i didn't meant &lt;/span&gt;ALL &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;females with long hair, but those whom i knew before and had seen them with shorter hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wig still looked better on me than my current short hair, but i definitely would want the long hair to be real than to be fake.. The wig is a cheapo..&lt;br /&gt;After combing, a mass of hair will dropped. &lt;br /&gt;After some time, the wig will get entangled.&lt;br /&gt;After wearing, the wig will become frizzy.&lt;br /&gt;And it's damn FUCKING stuffy to wear wear a wig!! Of course i can endure it.. I had worn it for close to 18hours before! But, it still doesn't mean that i felt comfortable with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been ranting and ranting.. But, i really want my hair to be &lt;/span&gt;LONG~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till like waist length.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;my wish my desire&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&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/7416142710898434875-8107249287500821942?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/8107249287500821942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/envy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8107249287500821942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8107249287500821942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2010/01/envy.html' title='envy'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-3599158101358144148</id><published>2009-12-28T20:27:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:12:39.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eoy xmas stjames</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;EOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eoy is actually damn boring.. I just went there for like two hours and went home to take a nap. Told Don to give me a call to wake me up at 7pm but he didn't, but nevertheless i still woke up as Marcus called me in his own accord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my bag at the baggage area so that i will force myself to go back to the event to meet them for dinner and not continue to sleep till the next morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reach NationalLibrary at around 8:45pm, they aren't there.. The baggage area was cleared and I was scared that bag was lost.. However when i walked back to the entrance, my bag was placed on the box office.. How lucky.. Headed down since the venue was filled with strangers.. Called Alex and he told me that they were at Plaza Singapura.. Alright fine.. So i took bus there hoping that there will be someone accompanying to eat dinner with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Dhouby Ghaut, called Alex, no answer.. Remembered that the background was noisy, so i headed to ZoneX, spotted no one, so i headed up to StarFactory upstairs instead.. Found them.. Asked if they had their dinner and they said they had eaten.. HOW NICE!&lt;br /&gt;Was damn hungry.. Munched on Pocky and M&amp;amp;Ms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Orchard Central and chatted there, but i wasnt participating in the chat as i had NO MOOD, due to the hunger and someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bused home and slept till the next morning for work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szip8O2yX8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/2UEXbTWbGvk/s1600-h/P271209_22.14%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szip8O2yX8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/2UEXbTWbGvk/s320/P271209_22.14%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420269003785527234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szipvdp9BFI/AAAAAAAAAuc/V0Uv7I4Gn68/s1600-h/P271209_22.14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szipvdp9BFI/AAAAAAAAAuc/V0Uv7I4Gn68/s320/P271209_22.14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420268784419931218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzipvCAMTYI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Y4C66nsulM4/s1600-h/P271209_22.13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzipvCAMTYI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Y4C66nsulM4/s320/P271209_22.13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420268776997014914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate given to me from dinorap, a cosplayer from SGCafe.. I requested for dark chocolate, but i kinda regretted as it was really really bitter.. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. Charles gave me a Dove chocolate stick as well.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzipuxQnkTI/AAAAAAAAAuM/lufP_zmkokI/s1600-h/P261209_22.25%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzipuxQnkTI/AAAAAAAAAuM/lufP_zmkokI/s320/P261209_22.25%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420268772502507826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were chatting, i was darn bored.. So i took a photo of my slippers.. How lame can i get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzipuvJ9KvI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Egpd8SMIaoc/s1600-h/P261209_22.25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzipuvJ9KvI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Egpd8SMIaoc/s320/P261209_22.25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420268771937692402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting below the escalator when they chatted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzipuYRBUrI/AAAAAAAAAt8/6pKoqAjfV5Y/s1600-h/P261209_22.11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzipuYRBUrI/AAAAAAAAAt8/6pKoqAjfV5Y/s320/P261209_22.11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420268765793309362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is L, OTK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szio3FBq0AI/AAAAAAAAAt0/nPvpIAq86Ns/s1600-h/P261209_22.10%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szio3FBq0AI/AAAAAAAAAt0/nPvpIAq86Ns/s320/P261209_22.10%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420267815735840770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer shot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szio29HE_mI/AAAAAAAAAts/p1qzxIio6oc/s1600-h/P261209_22.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szio29HE_mI/AAAAAAAAAts/p1qzxIio6oc/s320/P261209_22.10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420267813611044450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how they enjoyed themselves with me by the side.. :D&lt;br /&gt;The smiles on their faces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szio2vGYoCI/AAAAAAAAAtk/R-M8pMvbrZg/s1600-h/P261209_20.56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szio2vGYoCI/AAAAAAAAAtk/R-M8pMvbrZg/s320/P261209_20.56.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420267809850040354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought a GUESS wallet and it cost me around $60.95.. But i really like the design.. And i almost bought their handbag and luckily i didnt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szio2R4VUtI/AAAAAAAAAtc/VHubljApnK8/s1600-h/P261209_20.54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szio2R4VUtI/AAAAAAAAAtc/VHubljApnK8/s320/P261209_20.54.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420267802006475474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their plastic bag. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szio18H5_eI/AAAAAAAAAtU/zH5LomPt_V0/s1600-h/P261209_13.22%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szio18H5_eI/AAAAAAAAAtU/zH5LomPt_V0/s320/P261209_13.22%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420267796166213090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SoraXRoxas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzioJVhz3bI/AAAAAAAAAtM/LnywEUjJgsQ/s1600-h/P261209_13.22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzioJVhz3bI/AAAAAAAAAtM/LnywEUjJgsQ/s320/P261209_13.22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420267029891636658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAT SORA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzioJBZJU2I/AAAAAAAAAtE/zeEblTPpqMI/s1600-h/P261209_13.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzioJBZJU2I/AAAAAAAAAtE/zeEblTPpqMI/s320/P261209_13.18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420267024486585186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE MICKEY MOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzioIgCaPxI/AAAAAAAAAs8/HL6fs6hEG08/s1600-h/P261209_12.53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzioIgCaPxI/AAAAAAAAAs8/HL6fs6hEG08/s320/P261209_12.53.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420267015532855058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoshinori!!!! Friday the 13th Jason.. How cool..... and frightening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the day before EOY, went over to Alex house to stay over.. There is ME, DON, DENNIS, MARCUS, and of couse ALEX himself there..&lt;br /&gt;Insufficient sleep due to me rushing my costume.. But i still did not cos at EOY in the end, due to the fucking wig.. It was so DARN green!! Whatever.. Im so pissed to even say anything more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzioIdQ1SkI/AAAAAAAAAs0/da-KOCcFoew/s1600-h/P251209_23.32%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzioIdQ1SkI/AAAAAAAAAs0/da-KOCcFoew/s320/P251209_23.32%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420267014788041282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper with Don in green and Alex in black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzioIHZ3l9I/AAAAAAAAAss/tO0O0HBYkNo/s1600-h/P251209_23.32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzioIHZ3l9I/AAAAAAAAAss/tO0O0HBYkNo/s320/P251209_23.32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420267008920360914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Marcus in white and Dennis in grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohohoho.. Merry the Xmas.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Exchanged Xmas pressie with Kimage, Starhub, LEE and our own NewBalance staffs.. I got a shawl from one of the Kimage staff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szin8rKIfHI/AAAAAAAAAsk/iTiFRw7avPg/s1600-h/P251209_13.49%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szin8rKIfHI/AAAAAAAAAsk/iTiFRw7avPg/s320/P251209_13.49%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420266812359605362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szin8RbuHDI/AAAAAAAAAsc/_vO0gxHi9LU/s1600-h/P251209_13.49.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szin8RbuHDI/AAAAAAAAAsc/_vO0gxHi9LU/s320/P251209_13.49.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420266805454052402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sing karaoke with my sis and her friends during Xmas eve.. Gift exchange again.. And did a stupid dare where i called Dennis and said "Merry Xmas, I LOVE YOU x10 times"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szin8MO7FzI/AAAAAAAAAsU/VAC8ecRMZaw/s1600-h/P251209_00.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szin8MO7FzI/AAAAAAAAAsU/VAC8ecRMZaw/s320/P251209_00.07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420266804058199858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper with the dares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szin7wuBuuI/AAAAAAAAAsM/R7HsKSUQgpE/s1600-h/P251209_00.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szin7wuBuuI/AAAAAAAAAsM/R7HsKSUQgpE/s320/P251209_00.06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420266796672465634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas log cake.. ^^ The cream was salty though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szin7rz1kvI/AAAAAAAAAsE/IJaDfVShHSc/s1600-h/P251209_00.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szin7rz1kvI/AAAAAAAAAsE/IJaDfVShHSc/s320/P251209_00.04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420266795354657522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim_LidCRI/AAAAAAAAAr8/gjYT_lbdnTM/s1600-h/P241209_22.59%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim_LidCRI/AAAAAAAAAr8/gjYT_lbdnTM/s320/P241209_22.59%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420265755899660562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim-14dSwI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Q5VF04l1gIs/s1600-h/P241209_22.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim-14dSwI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Q5VF04l1gIs/s320/P241209_22.59.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420265750086372098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim-pC895I/AAAAAAAAArs/RPJc1BGrBdY/s1600-h/P241209_22.54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim-pC895I/AAAAAAAAArs/RPJc1BGrBdY/s320/P241209_22.54.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420265746640730002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim-fA7YlI/AAAAAAAAArk/juYqCrRjmzQ/s1600-h/P241209_22.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim-fA7YlI/AAAAAAAAArk/juYqCrRjmzQ/s320/P241209_22.52.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420265743947883090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim-AZYTeI/AAAAAAAAArc/8SCiUuLApXc/s1600-h/P241209_22.51%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim-AZYTeI/AAAAAAAAArc/8SCiUuLApXc/s320/P241209_22.51%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420265735728942562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim0XMRTDI/AAAAAAAAArU/tPOpARxKkZU/s1600-h/P241209_22.51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim0XMRTDI/AAAAAAAAArU/tPOpARxKkZU/s320/P241209_22.51.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420265570049281074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;St James &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yet another underage party)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party itself was lame as usual, filled with kids, but the after party was kind of fun and interesting.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to go with Lewen, Cedric, Haishien and Chengen.. But they were sooooooooo late, that i hanged out with Fiq, Dave and his friends in the end.. Drank Scotch Whiskey and Vodka with sprite.. Didn't had enough, but shall do with it.. Went into the event, danced and stopped due to people walking past..  And the cycle continues.. Dance, stop, let ppl pass, dance, stop, let ppl pass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.......................&lt;br /&gt;mood ish gone~&lt;br /&gt;then an sms sent to Fiq, says"I saw Dave being beaten up.."&lt;br /&gt;Then Fiq went around looking for Dave.. And then i saw Cedric they all.. I kept on hit Cedric's head until his spectacles dropped on the floor.. And could not be found.. So me and him bent down and look look look.. Could not find, then i started shouting over the music if anyone has seen his spects.. And someone pointed over to the bar counter.. There you go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry, cedric..&lt;br /&gt;i.t  w.a.s  s.t.e.p.p.e.d  o.n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best came after...&lt;br /&gt;We could not identify the person who assaulted Dave, so we camped outside the entrance..  Never did we know that the person was actually next to us until they started shouting vulgarities at us.. The bouncer stepped in, and they retreated back into the club.. And we just chit chatted outside.. Finally, the event was over, and they began to follow us.. We only had 6 in our group but they had like 20++, closing to 30..  Typical AhBengs.. Only dare to find trouble in a bunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought we really had to fight them head on when we crossed over the bridge and stepped into Vivo City premise, as they started to charge at us.. But luckily, a security guard came to our rescue, or not.. This security guard was just an uncle with no balls.. :)&lt;br /&gt;He told me that outside is very dangerous and he don't want to go out.. But at least he chased them out of the premises.. Then, we decided our escape route.. To exit through the staircase which they did not realise until some of them spotted Dave from the overhead bridge.. Apparently they only had their eyes on Dave, since they did nothing to Fiq nor me when they passed by us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people got beaten, people ran away, bike got pushed down and we called police.. blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;case closed.. we did not want further complications..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim0KzEarI/AAAAAAAAArM/n6R5XYjvLJM/s1600-h/P211209_04.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szim0KzEarI/AAAAAAAAArM/n6R5XYjvLJM/s320/P211209_04.55.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420265566722353842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzimzlOmGPI/AAAAAAAAArE/4Aj4NENOmPg/s1600-h/P211209_04.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzimzlOmGPI/AAAAAAAAArE/4Aj4NENOmPg/s320/P211209_04.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420265556637260018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzimzTL6IVI/AAAAAAAAAq8/NFUfOFQTuSs/s1600-h/P211209_04.37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzimzTL6IVI/AAAAAAAAAq8/NFUfOFQTuSs/s320/P211209_04.37.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420265551794151762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzimzGuVsVI/AAAAAAAAAq0/xrTjXV5N8Y4/s1600-h/P211209_02.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzimzGuVsVI/AAAAAAAAAq0/xrTjXV5N8Y4/s320/P211209_02.42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420265548448903506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzilHNp_aAI/AAAAAAAAAqk/oCwxuXwGBSQ/s1600-h/P191209_21.53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzilHNp_aAI/AAAAAAAAAqk/oCwxuXwGBSQ/s320/P191209_21.53.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420263694883842050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzilG07xstI/AAAAAAAAAqc/hls7PGECZKs/s1600-h/P191209_19.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzilG07xstI/AAAAAAAAAqc/hls7PGECZKs/s320/P191209_19.43.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420263688247554770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzilGWlnh1I/AAAAAAAAAqU/ejH9EzOPACc/s1600-h/P171209_17.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzilGWlnh1I/AAAAAAAAAqU/ejH9EzOPACc/s320/P171209_17.04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420263680101549906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzilGPN92_I/AAAAAAAAAqM/kmldlqzdbtw/s1600-h/P171209_16.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SzilGPN92_I/AAAAAAAAAqM/kmldlqzdbtw/s320/P171209_16.52.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420263678123301874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAS SHARINGAN! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szik89zZv0I/AAAAAAAAAp8/Dqq6nb9dk8o/s1600-h/P161209_22.38%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szik89zZv0I/AAAAAAAAAp8/Dqq6nb9dk8o/s320/P161209_22.38%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420263518829657922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My right eye was fine, but my left simply got redder and redder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szik8p3tHRI/AAAAAAAAAp0/NjlECAsbMNc/s1600-h/P161209_22.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szik8p3tHRI/AAAAAAAAAp0/NjlECAsbMNc/s320/P161209_22.38.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420263513478995218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stage.. The normal sharingan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szik9M6KV7I/AAAAAAAAAqE/v9aZTHWQAU4/s1600-h/P171209_01.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szik9M6KV7I/AAAAAAAAAqE/v9aZTHWQAU4/s320/P171209_01.17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420263522884540338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the mangekyo sharingan!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! jkjk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szik8aeG4dI/AAAAAAAAAps/L-oWCYQ1UFA/s1600-h/P151209_21.41%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szik8aeG4dI/AAAAAAAAAps/L-oWCYQ1UFA/s320/P151209_21.41%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420263509345100242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szik8NkXP5I/AAAAAAAAApk/-Rb70QodzUo/s1600-h/P151209_21.41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szik8NkXP5I/AAAAAAAAApk/-Rb70QodzUo/s320/P151209_21.41.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420263505881677714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and any clues about what is open when fire mode? XD&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;life seems colourless without you&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-3599158101358144148?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/3599158101358144148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/12/eoy-xmas-stjames.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3599158101358144148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3599158101358144148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/12/eoy-xmas-stjames.html' title='eoy xmas stjames'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Szip8O2yX8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/2UEXbTWbGvk/s72-c/P271209_22.14%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-9051602812958774994</id><published>2009-12-19T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T18:30:33.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONEY COME MONEY GO</title><content type='html'>OMGOMGOMG....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cabbing habit must be corrected.. i had been taking cab to work nowadays, due to my laziness.. and i think i had spent around $100-$200 on just CAB!!! a.k.a TAXI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is more than 10% if my salary!!!&lt;br /&gt;i should, no... must wake up earlier in order to refrain from cabbing to work already!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOY is approaching... and i had not begin to sew my top for the Neliel costume yet.. The wig had not yet arrive.. And the mask? I'm not very sure if data_ronin is helping me or not.. If he isn't, then bye neliel!!! I simply had no time to make the mask AND the top now.. Reason being that my sewing and cutting skill aren't THAT great, a top is really DAMN hard to make.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Cos'tasia.. Waited so long for the wig.. D8&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;do u know that i existed?&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-9051602812958774994?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/9051602812958774994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/12/money-come-money-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/9051602812958774994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/9051602812958774994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/12/money-come-money-go.html' title='MONEY COME MONEY GO'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-2456509434060142545</id><published>2009-12-15T00:12:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T01:31:49.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>Long long time agooooo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZt4r0zEjI/AAAAAAAAApU/OVUEjunybKk/s1600-h/P301109_20.04%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZt4r0zEjI/AAAAAAAAApU/OVUEjunybKk/s320/P301109_20.04%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415136422563877426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZt4XW01TI/AAAAAAAAApM/yJ8hVgNiULM/s1600-h/P301109_20.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZt4XW01TI/AAAAAAAAApM/yJ8hVgNiULM/s320/P301109_20.04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415136417069454642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZt4IRYn2I/AAAAAAAAApE/W1pmlLeVycs/s1600-h/P301109_19.49.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZt4IRYn2I/AAAAAAAAApE/W1pmlLeVycs/s320/P301109_19.49.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415136413020102498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the crowd, all for Storm Warriors II, Ekin Cheng and Aaron Kwok.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZt35v-P5I/AAAAAAAAAo8/myszyDDpUnA/s1600-h/P301109_16.29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZt35v-P5I/AAAAAAAAAo8/myszyDDpUnA/s320/P301109_16.29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415136409121865618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZt3hbHLpI/AAAAAAAAAo0/wEvYkpYkO9E/s1600-h/P301109_16.28%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZt3hbHLpI/AAAAAAAAAo0/wEvYkpYkO9E/s320/P301109_16.28%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415136402591919762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so bored.. Marcussy is asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZtqyNjAdI/AAAAAAAAAos/d12ZokerkdU/s1600-h/P301109_16.28%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZtqyNjAdI/AAAAAAAAAos/d12ZokerkdU/s320/P301109_16.28%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415136183760126418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZtqsx8ooI/AAAAAAAAAok/dees7Tm1W5o/s1600-h/P301109_16.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZtqsx8ooI/AAAAAAAAAok/dees7Tm1W5o/s320/P301109_16.28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415136182302188162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping face of Marcussy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZpiizIdHI/AAAAAAAAAgE/8jtJ4ikvW_8/s320/P05-12-09_21.14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415131644137337970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just photos, im lazy to type anymore..&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;trying to be myself&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-2456509434060142545?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/2456509434060142545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/12/photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/2456509434060142545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/2456509434060142545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/12/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SyZt4r0zEjI/AAAAAAAAApU/OVUEjunybKk/s72-c/P301109_20.04%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-8971257714449167907</id><published>2009-11-30T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:34:34.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.A.C.K</title><content type='html'>Home sweet home~&lt;br /&gt;Once a again, i started posting.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy, as usual.. LOLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things had occurred during NOVEMBER!! The month of celebrations.. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;But, i am so not going to post them up.. As there are really alot of stuffs that had been on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to post anymore as I'm getting kinda sleepy.. So maybe i will start my usual nonsense blog posts tomorrow? And i will TRY to upload some photos that i had taken during this window period.. x&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go my own way&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-8971257714449167907?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/8971257714449167907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/11/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8971257714449167907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8971257714449167907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/11/back.html' title='B.A.C.K'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-8363490209867263222</id><published>2009-11-03T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T02:20:22.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOAN SHARK (XP)</title><content type='html'>No photos again.. Lazy to take handphone out and busy playing with the Samsung cheapo flip phone.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning woke up and brother said that today is not going to go to the dentist.. Just CALL for appointment.. WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;I requested an off day for fuck? But luckily, i met out some sgc members today.. If not i would have rot at home once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went queenstown to claim my $10 that Cheng En borrowed.. It suddenly just rained!! He called me and almost wanted to postpone returning back my money!! But in the i managed to persuade him to return today.. Hahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, took bus to holland village.. Almost got lost in the HDB area.. Cause i wanted to transfer to bus 61 to go to NP.. But since its raining and i don't want my make up to be ruined, i walked in the shelter(HDB flats).. Thank god that i am good with my directions.. LOLS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used laptop and drank pearl milk tea at the library while waiting for Lyre(sgc) to be dismissed from class.. Met and went to eat at a market.. The hokkien mee is like duper large.. But Lyre finished it very quickly and went to buy soya bean milk(requested by me).. I can't finish the mee but i drank all of the soya milk.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;We talked and talked and talked.. Cause got nothing else to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for 30-45 minutes for bus.. Always full of passengers.. And when finally boarded on one, still FULL!!&lt;br /&gt;I m really bored.. And i feel uncomfortable with silences.. So i started to say lots of nonsensical stuffs to Lyre.. Entertaining him and myself at the same time.. When i say something really lame, i can see that he don't know whether is to laugh out or not.. Surpressing... Since we were surrounded by other passengers.. And i do know that the two girls who were sat facing us, wanted to laugh but surpressing as well.. No doubt i was making no sense.. LOLS!!&lt;br /&gt;This is what will happen when i felt bored.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached AMK and went to play at arcade.. Drum, guitar, JuBeat and basketball.. I hit my eyes when the ball i aimed towards the basket rebounced and slammed into my eyes.. Freaking pain!! But luckily no one saw.. * i hope..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For supper, shadow and SSA came~~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;I simply love to have more people around.. So that i can just do the listening.. And not talk.. XP&lt;br /&gt;Ate western food.. Super full.. I simply just stuff everything into my mouth.. Bet no one noticed.. I actually ate a cup of Mr Bean ice cream before supper.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the jokers had all arrived, all i did was just listen to their crap and laugh my ass off together with the others!! But there were alot of topics that i didn't understand.. Since i only joined the thread for a week plus.. There are still members that i didn't recognise and memories they had before i joined..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk cock till 11 plus and all start to leave for the last train/bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opinions anyone????&lt;br /&gt;I decided to move out of the AMK house that i m currently staying at.. Reason being that, i hate people who kept on asking for money from minions.. And, im gonna put on braces too, unless my brother bluffs me once again, thus needing money for it.. Not able to afford the rental for the room already.. Though it's just only $250, which is quite cheap... But i rather use this money for my eternal happiness.. Nice white teeth.. Appointment is on next monday.. Hopefully its not a buster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can help me with the shifting of my belongings back to my bukit merah house??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but i feel like not celebrating chinese new year anymore.. Shall just stay at home and rot.. Since i had quarrelled with my dad and now, if i shift out, i bet me and the auntie would not be in good terms as well.. Who cares about red packets anyway???&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;you stayed in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-8363490209867263222?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/8363490209867263222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/11/loan-shark-xp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8363490209867263222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8363490209867263222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/11/loan-shark-xp.html' title='LOAN SHARK (XP)'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-4330418600421094839</id><published>2009-11-02T03:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T04:22:11.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just more photos of me!</title><content type='html'>Actually i found alot photos.. But only these few are of me.. :(&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why, but the photos are kind of small in here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, enjoy this 14 photos, and sorry for the look-alike repeats.. 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width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3dB5ImiqI/AAAAAAAAAfs/KMd7W0Sq3vs/s320/IMG_5031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399214552873601698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3dBo4PRZI/AAAAAAAAAfk/04xvno-5dqg/s1600-h/Goth+Girl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3dBo4PRZI/AAAAAAAAAfk/04xvno-5dqg/s320/Goth+Girl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399214548510000530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3dBZvzckI/AAAAAAAAAfc/pnlRvfRmYNw/s1600-h/Treat+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3dBZvzckI/AAAAAAAAAfc/pnlRvfRmYNw/s320/Treat+8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399214544448090690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3tw4YndQI/AAAAAAAAAf8/buQgMfrfv7k/s1600-h/15367_167766071165_554226165_2738400_4030736_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3tw4YndQI/AAAAAAAAAf8/buQgMfrfv7k/s320/15367_167766071165_554226165_2738400_4030736_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399232952312231170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3czzVUJBI/AAAAAAAAAfU/L5pXbHEU-vE/s1600-h/DSC_0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3czzVUJBI/AAAAAAAAAfU/L5pXbHEU-vE/s320/DSC_0251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399214310798140434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3czrXpk4I/AAAAAAAAAfM/yI8eHXq9QTU/s1600-h/DSC_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3czrXpk4I/AAAAAAAAAfM/yI8eHXq9QTU/s320/DSC_0250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399214308660450178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3czGpswMI/AAAAAAAAAfE/hoN5yb241SA/s1600-h/DSC_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3cK_rg0LI/AAAAAAAAAes/VGguoCHNy7k/s320/DSC_0246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399213609737834674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3cKoxUpyI/AAAAAAAAAek/pXaEiSk6Bfo/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3cKoxUpyI/AAAAAAAAAek/pXaEiSk6Bfo/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399213603588187938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3cKTggfRI/AAAAAAAAAec/7ATOPG5F4lE/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3cKTggfRI/AAAAAAAAAec/7ATOPG5F4lE/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399213597880515858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3cJ2VcNWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/-2y_9ZomnAk/s1600-h/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3cJ2VcNWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/-2y_9ZomnAk/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399213590049469794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: pointer;" onclick="window.location='member.php?u=2436';"&gt;Pheliosstar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: pointer;" onclick="window.location='member.php?u=2436';"&gt;Yuuwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: pointer;" onclick="window.location='member.php?u=2436';"&gt;strong-strong-asshole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: pointer;" onclick="window.location='member.php?u=2436';"&gt;from SGCafe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today with a bad feet-ache!! This is what you get from walking for 14hours in heels!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope i will never cosplay as some characters who wore heels.. *prays*&lt;br /&gt;Sneakers, slippers or flats would be preferred.. Unless i really &lt;3&gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-4330418600421094839?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/4330418600421094839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-more-photos-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4330418600421094839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4330418600421094839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-more-photos-of-me.html' title='Just more photos of me!'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Su3cJu1Ei7I/AAAAAAAAAeM/tWajG7Y4-5g/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-661635411798826179</id><published>2009-11-01T03:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T04:04:53.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!~&lt;br /&gt;I had an enjoyable day and night today!!(minus away the rain and the crying part) Met many great people with the same interest as me!!&lt;br /&gt;COSPLAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to my bukit merah home yesterday as my gothic dress is kept over there.. Woke up at like 9 and start to prepare.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Met one of the SGCafe(sgc) members xiiaosheng.. Nice guy.. Chatty, like me! We talked for about 1 hour, since we are actually 1 hour early than everyone else.. Yeah.. We are crazy.. I know.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;After our bonding session, peeps started to show up.. More and more unfamiliar faces popping up infront of me.. I do not know who is of which sgc nick!! And even after telling me their nick, i forget if i had even spam in threads with them.. LOLS.. I know.. I have STM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone had arrived, we went to suntec city food court and had our lunch.. Didn't had much appetite then.. Stuff my wanton mee to some siakang warrior(skw a.k.a helpers) and fill myself up with just a cup of banana juice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch consumed, we went up to convention hall at level 6.. For dressing up and making up.. Since most of us were just in plain home clothes, as we do not want to attract much attention while we were at the food court.. And the clothes and make up maybe be ruined while eating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALKED all the way from raffles city to illuma, where the event is held at, with heels on and under blazing sun! Sweated like a pig.. ILLUMA IS WELL-Y AIR CONDITIONED!! It's like heaven and hell's difference for indoor and outdoor.. Hahahaha.. Went to take a $10 cheque from MaMaison.. Missed the dance that the group had performed as i waited like an hour for just $10!!&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz... Really disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photographers had requested to take photos of me even though i'm not even cosplaying.. So so HONOURED!!&lt;br /&gt;One of them even gave me a box of Pretzel after i posed for him.. How kind.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around and went to Bugis junction again with some sgc to buy apples for deathnote's light cosplay.. Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;$3.60 for an apple.. And he bought TWO!! Because he didn't know the price at first.. And he don't want to embarrass himself by putting back the apples after it was registered in the cashier.. I pity him..&lt;br /&gt;Drank sweettalk.. Walked back to illuma and climbed the fence at the traffic light as there was a human traffic jam.. I WAS WEARING SKIRT!! But who cares? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky was overloomed by dark clouds.. Uh oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile later after returning to the venue, our leader said that we will be leaving for orchard..&lt;br /&gt;But when we reached the exit at level two, DOWNPOUR!!! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;Slacked, chatted and took some photos with some civilians as well.. HONOURED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we took turns to use the umbrella to cross the road, since not much people brought umbrellas to the event..&lt;br /&gt;*soaked*&lt;br /&gt;WORST! One of the sgc fell down landing head first! Her wig cap and wig came off..&lt;br /&gt;Another sgc's umbrella went missing..&lt;br /&gt;BOTH cried.. :'( sympathies..&lt;br /&gt;Spent lotsa time comforting them and reorganising(i did none of these, just an onlooker).. Blocking the paths of people.. We are like a big group, and we were gathering around the bugis station, beside the escalators and stairs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. Took off.. Went Dhouby Ghaut for dinner.. KFC~~&lt;br /&gt;And there is this pink ribborn event going on.. We just sat to our own comfort, beside the stage of the event.. =X&lt;br /&gt;More cosplayers arrived, and some left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALKED to orchard central after dinner.. Dressed down.. Official dismissal.. WALKED back to dhouby ghaut to take train home.. HAHAHAHAHHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos i took from the event using my lousy camera phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyUtf8O5sI/AAAAAAAAAcE/JrGJzQccdb0/s1600-h/P311009_14.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyUtf8O5sI/AAAAAAAAAcE/JrGJzQccdb0/s320/P311009_14.02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853562699540162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader Toshiro~&lt;br /&gt;The light is really bright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyUtr3mXHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/BfdXG6Du-a4/s1600-h/P311009_14.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyUtr3mXHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/BfdXG6Du-a4/s320/P311009_14.03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853565901331570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another photo of him.. Much more clear but the photo quality still sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVVmJ5FQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/4uPwPXZX2Q0/s1600-h/P311009_18.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVVmJ5FQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/4uPwPXZX2Q0/s320/P311009_18.30.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398854251562210562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lovely leader after the rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVVALwf3I/AAAAAAAAAd8/bQeM-p5UoRI/s1600-h/P311009_14.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVVALwf3I/AAAAAAAAAd8/bQeM-p5UoRI/s320/P311009_14.09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398854241369489266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The japanese ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVUz6EoZI/AAAAAAAAAd0/_Fju90RKr0s/s1600-h/P311009_14.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVUz6EoZI/AAAAAAAAAd0/_Fju90RKr0s/s320/P311009_14.08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398854238074085778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goth girl-ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVUjgxhJI/AAAAAAAAAds/o5eY2Tfcc00/s1600-h/P311009_14.07%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVUjgxhJI/AAAAAAAAAds/o5eY2Tfcc00/s320/P311009_14.07%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398854233673008274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uchiha Sasuke from Naruto Shippuden -xiiaosheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVUdkwMtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9B6sf0DwTqM/s1600-h/P311009_14.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVUdkwMtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9B6sf0DwTqM/s320/P311009_14.07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398854232079086290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello~ Whatya doing with the board? LOLS^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVEcZ__1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/lze3rNst1ks/s1600-h/P311009_14.06%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVEcZ__1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/lze3rNst1ks/s320/P311009_14.06%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853956887641938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero from Vampire Knight- sincross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVELlE8LI/AAAAAAAAAdU/In9RKxJO8mk/s1600-h/P311009_14.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVELlE8LI/AAAAAAAAAdU/In9RKxJO8mk/s320/P311009_14.06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853952370700466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.. I don't watch too many anime or read much mangas.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is ruru-x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVEIZX66I/AAAAAAAAAdM/3fCNKXI-IYk/s1600-h/P311009_14.05%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVEIZX66I/AAAAAAAAAdM/3fCNKXI-IYk/s320/P311009_14.05%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853951516306338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L from Deathnote-shootbird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVD8WnHHI/AAAAAAAAAdE/c67HGcgJiFE/s1600-h/P311009_14.05%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVD8WnHHI/AAAAAAAAAdE/c67HGcgJiFE/s320/P311009_14.05%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853948283493490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno who and dunno what char&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVDt0JFaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/SRzu2CgsUFg/s1600-h/P311009_14.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyVDt0JFaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/SRzu2CgsUFg/s320/P311009_14.05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853944380822946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyU2Wv1FwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ajNl392kxI4/s1600-h/P311009_14.04%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyU2Wv1FwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ajNl392kxI4/s320/P311009_14.04%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853714850420482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyU2IchO9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/KdWJ3Qpozu0/s1600-h/P311009_14.04%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyU2IchO9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/KdWJ3Qpozu0/s320/P311009_14.04%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853711011331026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.. Blurred photo.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyU13AYMnI/AAAAAAAAAck/ZfEAuGS9VSM/s1600-h/P311009_14.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyU13AYMnI/AAAAAAAAAck/ZfEAuGS9VSM/s320/P311009_14.04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853706329895538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another blurred photo!!! ZZzzzzzzzzz.. Maybe im destined not to take photos today.. Too bad then~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyU1vGkb1I/AAAAAAAAAcc/fFcTTDFbocs/s1600-h/P311009_14.03%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyU1vGkb1I/AAAAAAAAAcc/fFcTTDFbocs/s320/P311009_14.03%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853704208379730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what char- LIQING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyU1RebaVI/AAAAAAAAAcU/oz70og0mzvo/s1600-h/P311009_14.03%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyU1RebaVI/AAAAAAAAAcU/oz70og0mzvo/s320/P311009_14.03%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853696255387986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naruto shippuden Uchiha Sasuke(another version)- Marcussy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyUtN6GmCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Tj6AYye8Ark/s1600-h/P011109_00.17%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyUtN6GmCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Tj6AYye8Ark/s320/P011109_00.17%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853557858768930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to AMK house with my so called plain home clothes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyUs0XiQ_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/nn8y6Plc3x8/s1600-h/P011109_00.17%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyUs0XiQ_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/nn8y6Plc3x8/s320/P011109_00.17%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853551002895346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up of the make up that i had put on for the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyUsgixiAI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HRMT0KFZvlc/s1600-h/P011109_00.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyUsgixiAI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HRMT0KFZvlc/s320/P011109_00.17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853545681324034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I wore this make up ALL the way.. From train ride to walking home.. Alot people staring.. For of course right? So outstanding and eye-catching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than all the dramas, i was really an enjoyable and memorable experience.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i do not understand why, alot of the sgc people starts calling me the GREEN THING!! Arghhhh.. Sounds so gross..&lt;br /&gt;The reason? I guess it's because that my avatar is Nel from Bleach, and she dressed in GREEN??&lt;br /&gt;And that was her problem for dressing in GREEN.. Not mine!! Why relate her to ME?!&lt;br /&gt;Slime.. Green.. Boomz..&lt;br /&gt;They are starting to give me more and more nicknames.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are great people.. &lt;3 you guys.. Made my day and night..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-661635411798826179?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/661635411798826179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/661635411798826179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/661635411798826179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuyUtf8O5sI/AAAAAAAAAcE/JrGJzQccdb0/s72-c/P311009_14.02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-5910445688605971992</id><published>2009-10-29T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T01:06:28.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cosplay!</title><content type='html'>Put a counter at the bottom of the page to check if ANYONE other than me is reading this blog.. And i guess there IS some people who reads but doesn't tag.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photos these days.. Nothing interest me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be wearing goth and stroll down Bugis, Dhouby Ghaut and Orchard Road on Halloween!! Hehehehe.. I'm so excited.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if i would be able to buy the postal colours which i intended to paint both my body and face to increase my overall look! I only left $1.. Tomorrow is 29, then 30..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;How am i gonna live through this two days?! Pay day is on 31! Hopefully it arrives early like tomorrow or 30th.. At least i would have the time and money to prepare the body/face paint.. If not, i have no choice but to just apply baby powder on my body and foundation on my face continuously.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY LAI LAI LAI!! (COME COME COME!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been surfing through SGCafe recently.. Really damn bored and had nothing better to do other than playing Sorority Life and Friends for Sale on Facebook..&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;It seems like my life is really very meaningless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through SGCafe, i finally found something that caught my interest.. Which is COSPLAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am into it again!!&lt;br /&gt;First it's the Halloween Night, which me and a dozen other cosplayers would parade around Orchard Road and some other place..&lt;br /&gt;Then, I planned to buy a Orihime, a female character from the anime Bleach, costume.. It would costs me around $95 just for the costume and boots(hopefully).. Another $50+++ for a long orange wig.. I will most probably wear this for EOY`09.. I doubt that i would be able to attend AFA`09.. Since 22November will be Felicia's ROM! And i promised to be one of her sisters.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is finally much more exciting and colourful.. I can imagine the time when people would ask to take a photo of me wearing the costume.. The satisfaction.. The feeling of a star.. Something wonderful and great!! Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;i wont wait forever&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-5910445688605971992?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/5910445688605971992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/cosplay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5910445688605971992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5910445688605971992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/cosplay.html' title='cosplay!'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-3201501177980735091</id><published>2009-10-27T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:55:01.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gum drop</title><content type='html'>Since i had my off today, i decide to clear the bag of clothes that Edmund had gave me.. :)&lt;br /&gt;The BIG bag that Fiq helped me to carry till he sweated like a pig.. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;The tops were kind of small.. Either an S or worse, XS... I know i am fat.. Don't humiliate me by giving me clothes of the wrong size.. Hahaha.. Just joking.. I'm able to fit into the clothes.. But they are just too short.. Almost all reached my belly button.. :(&lt;br /&gt;There were like 5 pair of jeans of different designs as well.. And they were TIGHT man! It would be a challenge to do frog jump with those.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the bag, there were two GUESS bags as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOdvG8WZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/P74NpzKR_kA/s1600-h/P251009_02.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOdvG8WZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/P74NpzKR_kA/s320/P251009_02.17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396946738730523026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOc8iOqpI/AAAAAAAAAbM/X6gF-bW44a4/s1600-h/P251009_02.14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOc8iOqpI/AAAAAAAAAbM/X6gF-bW44a4/s320/P251009_02.14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396946725154761362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The design is actually alright.. But i really don't know what to wear to go along with it.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOdQxIHXI/AAAAAAAAAbc/f3UtUWVoagQ/s1600-h/P251009_02.15%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOdQxIHXI/AAAAAAAAAbc/f3UtUWVoagQ/s320/P251009_02.15%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396946730585955698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOdMafI1I/AAAAAAAAAbU/jHPZzCvvDe4/s1600-h/P251009_02.15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOdMafI1I/AAAAAAAAAbU/jHPZzCvvDe4/s320/P251009_02.15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396946729417253714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this flowery bag as well.. I am so not girly kind.. So i don't have girly clothes to wear with this.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOUUp0o-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/324xogyYtt0/s1600-h/P251009_02.13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOUUp0o-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/324xogyYtt0/s320/P251009_02.13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396946577010238434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this heap of clothes.. !!!! And the culprit that blistered Fiq and my fingers.. The red paper bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOU2WNxEI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ncRKFkkC1mE/s1600-h/P251009_02.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOU2WNxEI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ncRKFkkC1mE/s320/P251009_02.07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396946586054804546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOUOzbOtI/AAAAAAAAAa0/p-iS_1qTVAI/s1600-h/P251009_02.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOUOzbOtI/AAAAAAAAAa0/p-iS_1qTVAI/s320/P251009_02.06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396946575439903442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a pair of Hello Kitty slippers while clearing the closet for space to contain the new old clothes.. Kind of cute.. But not the kind that you wear out, more like the indoor slippers kind.. Since the house is kind of dusty due to construction of lifts, this should help to keep my sole clean~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOT-Lq3tI/AAAAAAAAAas/gqpglw1HxVA/s1600-h/P241009_11.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOT-Lq3tI/AAAAAAAAAas/gqpglw1HxVA/s320/P241009_11.28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396946570978189010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Hot Cake with Sausage! But not hot when i consumed it.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOTkkvneI/AAAAAAAAAak/vEgtKpa3Zx4/s1600-h/P241009_11.22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOTkkvneI/AAAAAAAAAak/vEgtKpa3Zx4/s320/P241009_11.22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396946564104035810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now McDonald is having the Monopoly thingy.. Maybe i should get Mc for lunch/dinner tomorrow? XP And i was suppose to be on diet.. Just ate McSpicy meal upsized with Ice Milo.. The most sinful food in Mc! Of cause not to be compared to Mega Big Mac or Mega McSpicy.. Duh~! But i'm considering on Mega McSpicy tomorrow.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it anymore.. The pain of my gums/teeth.. Well.. Teeth are just like hair.. Non-living organism, but i still feel that they are in pain!! My gum bled till it looked like i vomited blood or nose bleed.. This had continued for almost a week! Are all my teeth gonna drop off soon? They just felt so loose.. And usually this is the premonition that i get before they drop.. During my Pri school times it was always like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANNA WEAR DENTURES AT THIS YOUNG AGE!!! I HAVE YET TO GET MY BRACES!!! AWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to dentist at 2nd November for the braces thingy.. My brother promised.. I hope that this isn't a bluff.. Because i had postponed the trip to the dentist since he gave me his words.. And so that i would not have to pay the dentist fee twice! I wanna ease my gum pain.. Hopefully it's not like i contracted some gum disease which i have to pluck out all of my teeth..&lt;br /&gt;DEAR GOD! Even though i do not know if you can hear my prayers or not.. I will start to believe in YOU if my gum healed before the dentist appointment.. I'M SERIOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really heavy vow that i had made.. If i ever did recover before the dentist appointment, i will have to start going to churches every now and then.. But that is nothing compared to having all my teeth plucked out!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;could you heal my pain?&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-3201501177980735091?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/3201501177980735091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/gum-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3201501177980735091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3201501177980735091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/gum-drop.html' title='Gum drop'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuXOdvG8WZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/P74NpzKR_kA/s72-c/P251009_02.17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-97153276351998390</id><published>2009-10-24T02:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T03:14:15.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary...</title><content type='html'>Below is the bib that i received a few days ago.. So it is confirmed that i will have to run for the REAL RUN`09...... 10 km LEH!!! fuck fuck fuck.. zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5Ir1fc8I/AAAAAAAAAac/2zn1EFvelx8/s1600-h/P241009_02.11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5Ir1fc8I/AAAAAAAAAac/2zn1EFvelx8/s320/P241009_02.11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867756167918530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3314.. Should i ask someone to buy 4D for me? &gt;p&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with Shafiq today.. He helped me carried a big bag of clothes back home from Junction 8.. It's super heavy!! I carried it from New Balance to Bishan MRT station only, and i cut my finger already.. =.= Seriously.. Thank Fiq!~ Your help is really appreciated.. If not my hand will be full of blisters!! You carry until your perspiration could fill up an empty bottle.. LOLS!!&lt;br /&gt;After which, went under some random HDB flat and chill out.. Drank a bottle of coke light.. Fiq's treat.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Talk from 10 plus to 11 plus.. The topics that took up most of the chatting time is manga la, anime la and cosplay.. MY FAVOURITES!! And he is tempting me by bringing up the cosplay topic!! EOY and AFA 2009 is approaching soon!! Should i or should i not buy a costume and enjoy myself?? But i have to save money to put on braces.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are so into these topics that we lost track of the time.. It's around 11.45pm, he rushed to the station for last train.. And i walk to the nearest coffee shop to use the toilet after we parted.. Bsssssstt...* 1 SMS received.. I thought who was it.. It was Fiq.. He missed the train! Wakakakka.. He said that all the trains that are arriving would be terminating at Toa Payoh only, as there is some kind of maintenence service over there tonight.. How lucky huh?? Thus he took cab home.. =.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5IW9pCqI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VPOEtXA-2bw/s1600-h/P231009_23.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5IW9pCqI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VPOEtXA-2bw/s320/P231009_23.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867750564956834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is super ugly therefore i blurred it off.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5CR9VB-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Hqu_OeVsARM/s1600-h/P231009_22.31%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5CR9VB-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Hqu_OeVsARM/s320/P231009_22.31%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867646142253026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair a gay shoes that he bought today.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5CB8ekFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/PtFUld5wX_8/s1600-h/P231009_22.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5CB8ekFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/PtFUld5wX_8/s320/P231009_22.31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867641843716178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a pink gay bag that he always carry.. Anyway. He isn't gay.. :P He is interested in females.. But too bad he attracts the same sex once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5B9LzYbI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/oxlwDBxY7SU/s1600-h/P231009_14.51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5B9LzYbI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/oxlwDBxY7SU/s320/P231009_14.51.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867640565817778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some inedible thingy.. But they looked damn pretty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5Bi15bYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/sYDkbNBotKw/s1600-h/P231009_14.49%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5Bi15bYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/sYDkbNBotKw/s320/P231009_14.49%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867633494617474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5Bg87ltI/AAAAAAAAAZs/QH5saZcxsH4/s1600-h/P231009_14.49.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5Bg87ltI/AAAAAAAAAZs/QH5saZcxsH4/s320/P231009_14.49.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867632987248338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep yep. I definitely won't eat la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH462ZBzrI/AAAAAAAAAZk/HnWSi9R_Fn0/s1600-h/P231009_03.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH462ZBzrI/AAAAAAAAAZk/HnWSi9R_Fn0/s320/P231009_03.08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867518483156658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New nails.. I want to remove them but i don't have sufficient nail polish remover.. ZZZzzzZzz.. I scared in the end some nail clean, some nail still got the polish and some nails half removed.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH46iO7AdI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gawuX9PZmC0/s1600-h/P181009_22.56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH46iO7AdI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gawuX9PZmC0/s320/P181009_22.56.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867513072058834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. Those cute bas.... babies who always hogged onto my laptop during weekends.. Purposely wait for me before they sleep so that they can use.. They don't know how to click or on or read.. T.T So poor me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH46VlAPqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/1dvuAX_UgnM/s1600-h/P181009_22.55%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH46VlAPqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/1dvuAX_UgnM/s320/P181009_22.55%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867509675015842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least they are kind of cute.. If not i would have ignore them already.. Hehehehhe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH46K1HdwI/AAAAAAAAAZM/sCYCLqNvLg0/s1600-h/P181009_22.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH46K1HdwI/AAAAAAAAAZM/sCYCLqNvLg0/s320/P181009_22.55.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867506789807874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still.. Hogging onto my laptop and not letting me sleep is not something good huh! An obedient child should sleep and wake up early ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH458EHorI/AAAAAAAAAZE/pcsmvnRFiXY/s1600-h/P181009_22.54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH458EHorI/AAAAAAAAAZE/pcsmvnRFiXY/s320/P181009_22.54.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395867502826201778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't weaken me by giving me that innocent look..&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;are you forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-97153276351998390?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/97153276351998390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/summary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/97153276351998390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/97153276351998390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/summary.html' title='Summary...'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SuH5Ir1fc8I/AAAAAAAAAac/2zn1EFvelx8/s72-c/P241009_02.11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-1635228167042570695</id><published>2009-10-18T01:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T02:16:44.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing</title><content type='html'>I love to club~ But not mixed-age or underage pardaee.. Both sucks.. Contained all those immature kids who doesn't really know how to shake their BODAY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on Wednesday and Thursday night.. Yeah.. Consecutively.. Crazy right?? Somemore i drank alot during the first night visit.. And i really enjoyed the FIRST night.. ONLY THE FIRST NIGHT!!!! Accompanied there with Vivian.. She is a Malaysian girl that i know from LEE.. A shop opposite New Balance..&lt;br /&gt;And also the person who managed to get me into Powerhouse.. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, other than Vivian, I do not remember any of the people's name.. The music's too loud and what for to remember their name? I am not going to the club to make friends that i am gonna hang out with outside of the club..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDgKs1OQI/AAAAAAAAAY8/eTERLWSzJWE/s1600-h/P151009_01.46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDgKs1OQI/AAAAAAAAAY8/eTERLWSzJWE/s320/P151009_01.46.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393627354892679426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDfnorlpI/AAAAAAAAAY0/bSv3F33XCho/s1600-h/P151009_01.45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDfnorlpI/AAAAAAAAAY0/bSv3F33XCho/s320/P151009_01.45.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393627345480029842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDfIQv1tI/AAAAAAAAAYs/m5BtyCpHu8A/s1600-h/P151009_01.44%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDfIQv1tI/AAAAAAAAAYs/m5BtyCpHu8A/s320/P151009_01.44%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393627337058146002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady at the bottom left is just some random person who danced with me.. Think she is already drunk halfway the night.. Because she kissed the butch who is in the middle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDenmRr-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/Z-suWk3a9ME/s1600-h/P151009_01.44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDenmRr-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/Z-suWk3a9ME/s320/P151009_01.44.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393627328290074594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDeUBE6ZI/AAAAAAAAAYc/39YxwDqFjH0/s1600-h/P151009_01.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDeUBE6ZI/AAAAAAAAAYc/39YxwDqFjH0/s320/P151009_01.43.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393627323033774482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clearer photo..&lt;br /&gt;The butch which the random girl kissed, whom i think da name is Suki. Vivian. Nemi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCYpyA4HI/AAAAAAAAAXk/hbs345fzSIw/s1600-h/P151009_01.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCYpyA4HI/AAAAAAAAAXk/hbs345fzSIw/s320/P151009_01.42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393626126285332594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCYb9jn3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/M7OcjrSAt7o/s1600-h/P151009_01.41%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCYb9jn3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/M7OcjrSAt7o/s320/P151009_01.41%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393626122575650674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCX1bXfJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Zhvgfk3iWqI/s1600-h/P151009_01.41%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCX1bXfJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Zhvgfk3iWqI/s320/P151009_01.41%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393626112231701650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da name should be Jojo or something.. Reminds me of Mojo Jojo from the Powerpuff Girls.. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;To confess, i kissed this butch for a few times as well.. Reason? For fun.. And she said that i only like MALES.. Which is like so not true.. I like females as well.. But i have high expectations for females.. Must be really pretty or really handsome.. :d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCXS5xhcI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ZtK1SyaLXjk/s1600-h/P151009_01.41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCXS5xhcI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ZtK1SyaLXjk/s320/P151009_01.41.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393626102963996098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCXJRNwKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/IifdDA2s9rY/s1600-h/P151009_01.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCXJRNwKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/IifdDA2s9rY/s320/P151009_01.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393626100377960610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCFEwJg8I/AAAAAAAAAW8/rG79mv-ll48/s1600-h/P151009_00.43%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCFEwJg8I/AAAAAAAAAW8/rG79mv-ll48/s320/P151009_00.43%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393625789927883714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCEw3wf7I/AAAAAAAAAW0/jhaXzuouor8/s1600-h/P151009_00.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCEw3wf7I/AAAAAAAAAW0/jhaXzuouor8/s320/P151009_00.43.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393625784591089586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCEWuvGsI/AAAAAAAAAWs/J-Fph8826Rs/s1600-h/P151009_00.42%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCEWuvGsI/AAAAAAAAAWs/J-Fph8826Rs/s320/P151009_00.42%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393625777573927618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCEEd7L5I/AAAAAAAAAWk/uQpR_nvEVdM/s1600-h/P151009_00.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCEEd7L5I/AAAAAAAAAWk/uQpR_nvEVdM/s320/P151009_00.42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393625772671578002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCDoYW_3I/AAAAAAAAAWc/y1ki5lNnN08/s1600-h/P151009_00.41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCDoYW_3I/AAAAAAAAAWc/y1ki5lNnN08/s320/P151009_00.41.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393625765132042098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDE8PDB9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/QeSWKruQyD0/s1600-h/P151009_02.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDE8PDB9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/QeSWKruQyD0/s320/P151009_02.17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393626887153190866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCi8JihWI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BFARRj3EZpA/s1600-h/P151009_02.17%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoCi8JihWI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BFARRj3EZpA/s320/P151009_02.17%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393626303014536546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoB4Ox7FLI/AAAAAAAAAWU/wN2r03OcXJ0/s1600-h/P141009_23.02%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoB4Ox7FLI/AAAAAAAAAWU/wN2r03OcXJ0/s320/P141009_23.02%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393625569281381554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i head out.. Im so late already.. Took cab there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoB3_843dI/AAAAAAAAAWM/n39B2lXlBv4/s1600-h/P141009_23.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoB3_843dI/AAAAAAAAAWM/n39B2lXlBv4/s320/P141009_23.02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393625565300841938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. I looked FUGLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoB2hFIcSI/AAAAAAAAAV0/4q-p9LoM5Js/s1600-h/P14-10-09_23.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoB2hFIcSI/AAAAAAAAAV0/4q-p9LoM5Js/s320/P14-10-09_23.10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393625539834048802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the club~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second night is really BORING!!! There isn't any alcohol to satisfy my craves!!&lt;br /&gt;Took cab there cause my work ended late.. I'm already so broke.. WTF..&lt;br /&gt;And the first few hours of music was really bad.. B.A.D!!! WTF..&lt;br /&gt;Went out and sit outside of Vivo.. Thought of going to Cheers or 7-11 to buy some alcohol to loosen up..&lt;br /&gt;CLOSED.. WTF..&lt;br /&gt;Two of the friends went to petrol station which is like damn damn super duper FAR~!&lt;br /&gt;No alcohol after 12midnight.. Like WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;But they still managed to get a tiny weeny bottle of hard liquor.. So not enough for the 8 of us.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Went back into Powerhouse after the drink was finished and danced till my legs hurt..&lt;br /&gt;The lights turned on at 3A.M.!!!! Another WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;The first night i went they turned it on at 4!!! ARGHHHH!!! And my friends said that they posted it on facebook that this event should be ending at 4 as well.. Really fucked up.. ZZZZzzzZzzz.. Cabbed to Swensen's at Holland Village to do what?&lt;br /&gt;Drink orange juice.. WTF..&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home.. WTF..&lt;br /&gt;Slept till from 8am to 3pm to 5pm.. Why?? Bought a new air conditioner.. Drilling holes and stuffs.. Disturbing my sleep.. WTF..&lt;br /&gt;But i still managed to sleep irregardless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights.. Shall chill myself down.. Lets see.. What happens when a mosquito cross over a housefly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer is........&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They both ended up D.E.A.D... Heres da evidence.. Two perfect carcasses whom my colleague YiRen, found on the floor of our store.. They were not killed by us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoB3Zu4K3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/6-WZoqh6Ljo/s1600-h/P141009_12.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoB3Zu4K3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/6-WZoqh6Ljo/s320/P141009_12.42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393625555041528690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoB287bvPI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Zeez7Nanadk/s1600-h/P141009_12.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoB287bvPI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Zeez7Nanadk/s320/P141009_12.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393625547309563122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left $50 till the end of the month.. Wish me luck.. God bless me..&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;be by my side&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-1635228167042570695?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/1635228167042570695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/clubbing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/1635228167042570695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/1635228167042570695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/clubbing.html' title='Clubbing'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StoDgKs1OQI/AAAAAAAAAY8/eTERLWSzJWE/s72-c/P151009_01.46.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-8093495107310855462</id><published>2009-10-13T23:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:59:38.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My laziness is waking up again.. But nonetheless, i still posted something now right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a few photos during this window period..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSem_L1r2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/YphVsWE9mow/s1600-h/P131009_18.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSem_L1r2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/YphVsWE9mow/s320/P131009_18.10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392109046502633314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dumb photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSemZ2PP5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/kLWX2l_liIA/s1600-h/P131009_18.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSemZ2PP5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/kLWX2l_liIA/s320/P131009_18.07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392109036479922066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that was on my head was from this botle of NuErHong.. Traditional looking bottle isnt it? But i seriously hate the taste.. It's like chicken essence, which i loathed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSemOIiILI/AAAAAAAAAVc/xKJa6uzI9Dc/s1600-h/P111009_01.15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSemOIiILI/AAAAAAAAAVc/xKJa6uzI9Dc/s320/P111009_01.15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392109033335431346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went East Coast Park to fish.. But it was boring.. So went to this Cabana and drank some beer and ate some finger food.. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSelyB1c8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/EihL8EdGLss/s1600-h/P111009_00.48%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSelyB1c8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/EihL8EdGLss/s320/P111009_00.48%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392109025791144898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place where we went fishing.. Went with the uncles and my cousins like the other time when i went prawning.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StScQWfypWI/AAAAAAAAAVM/tHsx228QIkQ/s1600-h/P111009_00.48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StScQWfypWI/AAAAAAAAAVM/tHsx228QIkQ/s320/P111009_00.48.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392106458600088930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalaa.. We paid $45 for 3 hours, using one fishing rod to catch a fish.. EXPENSIVE HUH?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StScP3Bg9xI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yltUIETypr0/s1600-h/P091009_19.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StScP3Bg9xI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yltUIETypr0/s320/P091009_19.52.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392106450151601938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delishhhhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StScPYUbKsI/AAAAAAAAAU8/6RHP8Vt8Rms/s1600-h/P091009_19.51%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StScPYUbKsI/AAAAAAAAAU8/6RHP8Vt8Rms/s320/P091009_19.51%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392106441909414594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not know what this is, it's actually a molluscs called Gong Gong.. Yeah.. It's a lame name.. Just like hum and lala.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StScPFQxrhI/AAAAAAAAAU0/uICgN7osDZE/s1600-h/P091009_19.51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StScPFQxrhI/AAAAAAAAAU0/uICgN7osDZE/s320/P091009_19.51.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392106436793839122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bowl of gong gongs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StScOsEjvNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/gfMLUxif2Oc/s1600-h/P081009_20.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StScOsEjvNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/gfMLUxif2Oc/s320/P081009_20.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392106430031707346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew this using marker pen on my left hand.. But now i got the real permanent one on my right.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSb-uW06nI/AAAAAAAAAUk/nWykU2bRvDs/s1600-h/P061009_19.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSb-uW06nI/AAAAAAAAAUk/nWykU2bRvDs/s320/P061009_19.27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392106155767294578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE FRUITTY PEBBLES AND YAMI YOGHURT!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSb-fhmoVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/cAwVe5xDweE/s1600-h/P061009_19.25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSb-fhmoVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/cAwVe5xDweE/s320/P061009_19.25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392106151785963858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY YAMI~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSb9zog7fI/AAAAAAAAAUU/pJGTxK4vqgE/s1600-h/P051009_21.50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSb9zog7fI/AAAAAAAAAUU/pJGTxK4vqgE/s320/P051009_21.50.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392106140003790322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for dumb photos... ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSb9S03dzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Jno29em-4dA/s1600-h/P051009_21.48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSb9S03dzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Jno29em-4dA/s320/P051009_21.48.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392106131197228850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSb8-jaVOI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ch9f54IQDfs/s1600-h/P051009_21.47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSb8-jaVOI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ch9f54IQDfs/s320/P051009_21.47.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392106125755307234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSbyq94YBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/d1Rx585RNzg/s1600-h/P051009_19.26%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSbyq94YBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/d1Rx585RNzg/s320/P051009_19.26%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392105948698927122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSbyCKq3jI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Qd1HxMLuKRU/s1600-h/P051009_19.26%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSbyCKq3jI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Qd1HxMLuKRU/s320/P051009_19.26%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392105937746714162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSbx7FI_OI/AAAAAAAAATs/bl8nLDCpULc/s1600-h/P051009_17.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSbx7FI_OI/AAAAAAAAATs/bl8nLDCpULc/s320/P051009_17.06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392105935844474082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for why i took this shoe is dumb.. Because.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tied the shoelace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSbxSs_7eI/AAAAAAAAATk/vdkmIftzncA/s1600-h/P051009_15.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSbxSs_7eI/AAAAAAAAATk/vdkmIftzncA/s320/P051009_15.38.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392105925005798882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could actually see it, there is a fly on the white colour thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSbxEj7D4I/AAAAAAAAATc/ciQelnPPVCY/s1600-h/P051009_15.37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSbxEj7D4I/AAAAAAAAATc/ciQelnPPVCY/s320/P051009_15.37.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392105921209634690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A further photo of this stupid fly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its time to TALK~&lt;br /&gt;I gotta feeling that i may be thrown out of my relative house soon.. Reason be it that, they had been complaining about my messiness, dirtiness and selfishness which should have been known to almost all my family members.. The thing is, this auntie of mine had been pestering me to lend her money.. And oppressing me by saying that it's natural to pay a two month deposit when you rent a room somewhere.. Yeah.. I know about this deposit thingy.. But isn't this something that EVIL landlord would do?? Where are all the kinship that should been present?! Whatever, if you ever want to chase me out, so be it.. I can just return to my house back at Bukit Merah.. And save a $250.. Since the reason why i wanted to move out from my house is actually to obtain my own privacy, it doesn't matter anymore..&lt;br /&gt;People have been going in and out of the room.. Using my laptop without my permission.. Switching off the air condition when i was asleep and not helping it by leaving the room without turning on the FAN nor opening the windows to let the wind come in..&lt;br /&gt;AND OUR UNCLE-AUNTIE-NIECE TIE WILL BE CUT IF YOU TRY TO KICK ME OUT BECAUSE OF MONETARY ISSUES! (meaning i paid the agreed $250 and you still try to either borrow some more money or request for increasing the rental..) I AM SERIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another news!! I've got a TATTOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;I still couldn't believe it myself.. It's a scar that would be stuck onto my skin like forever.. But i would not regret.. These seven stars shall accompany me till the end of my young living life..&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;i WANT you&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-8093495107310855462?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/8093495107310855462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-laziness-is-waking-up-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8093495107310855462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8093495107310855462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-laziness-is-waking-up-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/StSem_L1r2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/YphVsWE9mow/s72-c/P131009_18.10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-9070720550793346118</id><published>2009-10-05T00:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T01:23:32.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love BUBBLES!</title><content type='html'>Dyed my hair again.. And this time, with the bubble dye by KAO.. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;It was just so much easier and my niece helped me out abit.. By squeezing out the foam.. Since she was just too bored.. LOLS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRbSDlX3I/AAAAAAAAASs/sVETRWc9QsM/s1600-h/P041009_22.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRbSDlX3I/AAAAAAAAASs/sVETRWc9QsM/s320/P041009_22.59.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388787220782342002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRb1O-IGI/AAAAAAAAAS0/wH45poJisyY/s1600-h/P041009_23.00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRb1O-IGI/AAAAAAAAAS0/wH45poJisyY/s320/P041009_23.00.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388787230225342562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Here's the end product.. Seriously.. You can't really see the colour from the photos.. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;To me, i think the colour was literally the same before and after the dye.. HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRoJSLSLI/AAAAAAAAATU/nmtCab4beUE/s1600-h/P051009_00.38%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRoJSLSLI/AAAAAAAAATU/nmtCab4beUE/s320/P051009_00.38%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388787441765927090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRnvyHxoI/AAAAAAAAATM/cYrXKdSXqQo/s1600-h/P051009_00.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRnvyHxoI/AAAAAAAAATM/cYrXKdSXqQo/s320/P051009_00.38.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388787434920593026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i had received my salary from the part time job, i bought quite a few things..&lt;br /&gt;Some facial products.. I really need to improve my skin conditions.. It's getting worse.. More and more pimples!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRncOiknI/AAAAAAAAATE/CM7HK1qEYzQ/s1600-h/P041009_23.01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRncOiknI/AAAAAAAAATE/CM7HK1qEYzQ/s320/P041009_23.01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388787429671080562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRcbVniNI/AAAAAAAAAS8/d1FGyeUtUgg/s1600-h/P041009_23.00%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRcbVniNI/AAAAAAAAAS8/d1FGyeUtUgg/s320/P041009_23.00%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388787240453769426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago.. I had my eyes on a pair of shoe in my New Balance store.. Some photos of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRbPZiITI/AAAAAAAAASk/fsYwR7qmpfk/s1600-h/P031009_17.32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRbPZiITI/AAAAAAAAASk/fsYwR7qmpfk/s320/P031009_17.32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388787220069097778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRak_XM9I/AAAAAAAAASc/jRRA2RPfsBA/s1600-h/P031009_17.31%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRak_XM9I/AAAAAAAAASc/jRRA2RPfsBA/s320/P031009_17.31%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388787208685040594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjQ9Uf8BAI/AAAAAAAAASU/Lgcf5sN9xdQ/s1600-h/P031009_17.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjQ9Uf8BAI/AAAAAAAAASU/Lgcf5sN9xdQ/s320/P031009_17.31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388786706042061826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YES! I didn't post or took photos on the wrong pair of shoes.. IT"S ACTUALLY SESAME STREET!!! LOLS!!&lt;br /&gt;And in fact...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the shoes.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos of me wearing it.. Hehehe... I simply LOVE it.. Sooooooooo CUTE!!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjQ89foYQI/AAAAAAAAASM/jvdKqSTfCZY/s1600-h/P031009_17.29%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjQ89foYQI/AAAAAAAAASM/jvdKqSTfCZY/s320/P031009_17.29%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388786699866759426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjQ8uHF8OI/AAAAAAAAASE/tdySNngq4iw/s1600-h/P031009_17.29%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjQ8uHF8OI/AAAAAAAAASE/tdySNngq4iw/s320/P031009_17.29%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388786695737307362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjQ8MC6IeI/AAAAAAAAAR8/S5edwevs2C8/s1600-h/P031009_17.29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjQ8MC6IeI/AAAAAAAAAR8/S5edwevs2C8/s320/P031009_17.29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388786686592950754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjQ7zN1N_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/ICbIh3rrxls/s1600-h/P031009_17.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjQ7zN1N_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/ICbIh3rrxls/s320/P031009_17.28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388786679927879666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights.. Shall head for sleep already.. Or not... XP&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tomorrow would be a busy day and night in the New Balance store.. So that time would pass by faster ! Thus, i wouldn't be bored.. Anyway.. I really need more spare time in order to watch finish the Gossip Girl Season 2 episodes..&lt;br /&gt;Sobss...&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;how are you now?&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-9070720550793346118?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/9070720550793346118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-bubbles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/9070720550793346118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/9070720550793346118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-bubbles.html' title='i love BUBBLES!'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsjRbSDlX3I/AAAAAAAAASs/sVETRWc9QsM/s72-c/P041009_22.59.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-9035113177523475766</id><published>2009-09-30T23:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:24:24.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another farewell party again.. lols</title><content type='html'>Some photos which i had taken during the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_00Vc5PI/AAAAAAAAARs/IhfR449NmI4/s1600-h/P300909_01.33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_00Vc5PI/AAAAAAAAARs/IhfR449NmI4/s320/P300909_01.33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387290124643788018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Javier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_0Y82RII/AAAAAAAAARk/UxoQ2sZJYnE/s1600-h/P300909_01.34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_0Y82RII/AAAAAAAAARk/UxoQ2sZJYnE/s320/P300909_01.34.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387290117292835970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Fei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_0JhRUOI/AAAAAAAAARc/KQtMg_x0B24/s1600-h/P300909_01.34%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_0JhRUOI/AAAAAAAAARc/KQtMg_x0B24/s320/P300909_01.34%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387290113150636258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_z0rh88I/AAAAAAAAARU/v5k0TDX3zMY/s1600-h/P300909_01.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_z0rh88I/AAAAAAAAARU/v5k0TDX3zMY/s320/P300909_01.43.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387290107556524994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_zfOm_OI/AAAAAAAAARM/moz8UKY2j78/s1600-h/P300909_02.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_zfOm_OI/AAAAAAAAARM/moz8UKY2j78/s320/P300909_02.21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387290101798075618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeannette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_nt-WlTI/AAAAAAAAARE/ug7r8orH9PQ/s1600-h/P300909_01.32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_nt-WlTI/AAAAAAAAARE/ug7r8orH9PQ/s320/P300909_01.32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289899597993266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_nR7CFsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/u3JenoEmRMU/s1600-h/P300909_01.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_nR7CFsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/u3JenoEmRMU/s320/P300909_01.09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289892067874498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY!! I WAS FORCED TO TAKE PHOTO WITH HIM!&lt;br /&gt;He came over to me and said"Hey. You today had not take photo with me yet."&lt;br /&gt;I'm like.. Orh.Okay lor.. =.= I don't even feel like smiling at all.. And i think his expression for all photos that he had taken in his life are all the same.. Just fuck off and don't disturb me.. GET THE HINT!! I HATE YOU! The MAIN reason why the night is ruined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_m16CQNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/oubZPctNZNs/s1600-h/P300909_01.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_m16CQNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/oubZPctNZNs/s320/P300909_01.31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289884547498194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_mlwgvjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/B_nHSDAP_rE/s1600-h/P300909_00.30%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_mlwgvjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/B_nHSDAP_rE/s320/P300909_00.30%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289880212586034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathilda.. She did this face because she did not feel like taking a photo with me.. Maybe she hates me.. Who knows? XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_mBXM5bI/AAAAAAAAAQk/bwZuSk7CR1o/s1600-h/P300909_00.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_mBXM5bI/AAAAAAAAAQk/bwZuSk7CR1o/s320/P300909_00.30.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289870442751410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peng Yau.. Going to serve NS soon.. Good luck.. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_O7dfvMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qW-uBl4-tRI/s1600-h/P300909_00.21%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_O7dfvMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qW-uBl4-tRI/s320/P300909_00.21%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289473721547970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macy, Ricky and ME~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_OSVoQ2I/AAAAAAAAAQU/N3KtKPti_pY/s1600-h/P300909_00.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_OSVoQ2I/AAAAAAAAAQU/N3KtKPti_pY/s320/P300909_00.21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289462682698594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are four photos of sexy Ricky:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_OKKi23I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Kb6l2pzPQGU/s1600-h/P290909_23.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_OKKi23I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Kb6l2pzPQGU/s320/P290909_23.58.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289460488723314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_NkGscrI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Cs85DqRUYaQ/s1600-h/P290909_23.57%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_NkGscrI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Cs85DqRUYaQ/s320/P290909_23.57%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289450272027314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_NU9kAoI/AAAAAAAAAP8/p9xXkqTujXU/s1600-h/P290909_23.57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_NU9kAoI/AAAAAAAAAP8/p9xXkqTujXU/s320/P290909_23.57.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289446207193730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN-_X3PzQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TYnFJbaole0/s1600-h/P290909_23.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN-_X3PzQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TYnFJbaole0/s320/P290909_23.52.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289206467841282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN-_DCU0ZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/PJ-AchBKjkA/s1600-h/P290909_23.46%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN-_DCU0ZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/PJ-AchBKjkA/s320/P290909_23.46%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289200877162898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casselyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN--qpjroI/AAAAAAAAAPk/t6t4vppaN-A/s1600-h/P290909_23.46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN--qpjroI/AAAAAAAAAPk/t6t4vppaN-A/s320/P290909_23.46.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289194330828418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main lead Hisako.. But she was left alone at the corner.. Everyone was just drinking, singing, playing darts and pool.. I had nothing much to talk to her.. So our conversation only lasted for less than 5 mins.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;But i will still miss you.. You are the most gentle manager in Ma Maison.. The only one who sold cheap caramel pudding to me by keying it in as takeaway and still gave me 20% discount..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos before reaching Clarke Quay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN--dBg9kI/AAAAAAAAAPc/v31M_XWd7WA/s1600-h/P290909_21.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN--dBg9kI/AAAAAAAAAPc/v31M_XWd7WA/s320/P290909_21.58.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289190673217090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN-90ChFrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ksE-YbfbgPA/s1600-h/P290909_21.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN-90ChFrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ksE-YbfbgPA/s320/P290909_21.55.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387289179671566002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i didn't even feel like going at all.. Because i had to waste money on transport and i don't feel like drinking and i had to wake up early to work AND i am lazy.. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i enjoyed was that i sang quite a few songs alone.. And it had been ages for me since i last went ktv, therefore i slipped off the pitch for quite a few times.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sing more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit the target for our monthly sales at New Balance.. And i contributed to the sales by purchasing a pair of shoes and a sports bra.. Which cost me a total of $82 after a 40% discount..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank..&lt;br /&gt;It does pisses me off quite abit when i heard that i would not be receiving a $50 incentives that the company provides for the part timers.. To think that i actually bought the shoes to hit the 100% target.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, i still love the shoes though.. It's cute.. And i had already thought of buying the shoes and the sports bra after getting my salary irregardless..&lt;br /&gt;The thing for it is that i did work for the company.. And it's not like i wanted my hours of work to be low.. They should count the percentage.. I can rant and rant and rant.. Simply put.. I AM KUA BUAY KUI-ing NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like sleeping early tonight.. Don't know why.. Maybe because i had nothing much to do already.. LOLS! And i am bored.. The easiest solution to kill boredom is to sleep.. You can do the most exciting and interesting stuffs in your dreams.. XD&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;i want you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-9035113177523475766?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/9035113177523475766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/yet-another-farewell-party-again-lols.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/9035113177523475766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/9035113177523475766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/yet-another-farewell-party-again-lols.html' title='Yet another farewell party again.. lols'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsN_00Vc5PI/AAAAAAAAARs/IhfR449NmI4/s72-c/P300909_01.33.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-3542542761995482667</id><published>2009-09-29T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T00:38:46.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAMAISON</title><content type='html'>I am just so hardworking! It's my off day today at New Balance, but i still went to Ma Maison to work the dinner shift.. Aren't I good? This is because i know that Ma Maison is actually very in need of experienced staff.. Most of the floor staffs are really new! I just text Serena and ask if she needs any help, she then planned me to work at MaMaison@Central..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDf8xKfReI/AAAAAAAAAPM/597QMKBj3Bc/s1600-h/P280909_21.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDf8xKfReI/AAAAAAAAAPM/597QMKBj3Bc/s320/P280909_21.38.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386551389417588194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked pale and tire out don't I? Actually, just 30mins after operation, i started to feel dizzy and nausea.. Felt better after taking a sit, but felt sick when i stand up.. So i took another 30 mins break inside the toilet.. Revived after poop poop.. XP Gross and disgusting.. I know.. HAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDf8Z8K34I/AAAAAAAAAPE/vUSY8ZZkmK0/s1600-h/P280909_21.35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDf8Z8K34I/AAAAAAAAAPE/vUSY8ZZkmK0/s320/P280909_21.35.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386551383183515522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cap bag that i luv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDf8BlgxtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IEG99JTDXZM/s1600-h/P280909_21.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDf8BlgxtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IEG99JTDXZM/s320/P280909_21.27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386551376646031058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My staff meal for the night.. Looks yummy? Deep fried chicken with curry sauce and rice.. The chicken is actually a leftover from the lunch staff meal.. So, it had been there for like more than 5 hours?! I only ate half of the portion.. Still felt sick and the curry isn't helping at all.. Need something less heavy in taste.. No appetite.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDf7tiLr9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/o22KLAHl27E/s1600-h/P280909_21.25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDf7tiLr9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/o22KLAHl27E/s320/P280909_21.25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386551371263356882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceramics flower that you can find on the counter seats of the restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfa33aa0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/EweVqF4Wf_k/s1600-h/P280909_21.24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfa33aa0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/EweVqF4Wf_k/s320/P280909_21.24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550807101074242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you just put your cup on this and the condensation would not drip all over? Seriously this is of not much use.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfaeH8HbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/XSaUoTAJLsc/s1600-h/P280909_21.16%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfaeH8HbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/XSaUoTAJLsc/s320/P280909_21.16%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550800191069618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoko-san..  She is still working when i am relieved from work.. Poor thing.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfaNSBbBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/OAbLUstg_rs/s1600-h/P280909_21.16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfaNSBbBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/OAbLUstg_rs/s320/P280909_21.16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550795669957650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Fei doing kitchen closing.. So what if i took a photo of you?! Come and take money from me if you insist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfZyWk3-I/AAAAAAAAAOU/v9hTSVgiQiU/s1600-h/P280909_21.14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfZyWk3-I/AAAAAAAAAOU/v9hTSVgiQiU/s320/P280909_21.14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550788441300962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot of the rubbish bin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfZUSwqwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Fgwzz_VOVhg/s1600-h/P270909_16.43%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfZUSwqwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Fgwzz_VOVhg/s320/P270909_16.43%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550780372232962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece.. Valerie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfL3hh58I/AAAAAAAAAOE/NJ1jO72uxTc/s1600-h/P270909_16.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfL3hh58I/AAAAAAAAAOE/NJ1jO72uxTc/s320/P270909_16.43.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550549311252418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew.. Javier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfLZHXlgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/W-SOfl834Fg/s1600-h/P270909_16.42%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfLZHXlgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/W-SOfl834Fg/s320/P270909_16.42%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550541148460546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J and V.. To say the truth.. They are abit spoilt.. Like they must get whatever they wanted.. And they expect you to go to them and not the other way round.. Pray that their mom would not read this post.. If not i will be dead.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfLPQRA4I/AAAAAAAAAN0/BGO_cVlVi8U/s1600-h/P270909_16.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfLPQRA4I/AAAAAAAAAN0/BGO_cVlVi8U/s320/P270909_16.42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550538501424002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel yet the devil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfKidSG7I/AAAAAAAAANs/68HxibfIRFA/s1600-h/P270909_16.41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfKidSG7I/AAAAAAAAANs/68HxibfIRFA/s320/P270909_16.41.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550526476426162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie insists that i do drawing because she is going to.. My art sucked.. I know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfKB8-qZI/AAAAAAAAANk/Y-Wd_4NqB7Q/s1600-h/P260909_16.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDfKB8-qZI/AAAAAAAAANk/Y-Wd_4NqB7Q/s320/P260909_16.27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550517750999442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zell stamped these and signed his name off even.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really guilty and upset now.. I promised to volunteer for an event but did not turn up in the end.. It appears that the person that i promised to is really angry about it.. He even post it on the facebook.. He is a good friend of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Why did i make an empty promise in the first place? Forget it anyway, i did not leave good impression in my secondary schoolmates who aren't close with me.. So i guess it shall stay at it is then.. I'm making it hard for myself.. How am i able to make friends with people if my personality and attitude is this sucky?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something merrier, or not, we are holding farewell party for Hisako and Peng Yau tomorrow night..&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY HOPE THAT STEVEN WOULD NOT TURN UP!!&lt;br /&gt;If he does, i doubt i would enjoy myself as much.. But most probably, he would be, since after so many days, he miss called me just this afternoon again.. Should be asking me if i am going for the party or not.. As usual, I did not answer his call nor send him a message..&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;will you forget me sometime later?&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-3542542761995482667?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/3542542761995482667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/mamaison.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3542542761995482667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/3542542761995482667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/mamaison.html' title='MAMAISON'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SsDf8xKfReI/AAAAAAAAAPM/597QMKBj3Bc/s72-c/P280909_21.38.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-6363657214466395754</id><published>2009-09-26T02:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T02:26:41.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>environment</title><content type='html'>Firstly, a photo of ME~! I finally got my phone charger and am able to contact! Weeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;Not more than 3 messages was received.. Missed calls were a number though.. As i expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0H00kpNdI/AAAAAAAAANU/BHKTV9Wenic/s1600-h/P250909_21.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0H00kpNdI/AAAAAAAAANU/BHKTV9Wenic/s320/P250909_21.38.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385469333451912658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0H0dp6XzI/AAAAAAAAANM/5EoLJJieIoI/s1600-h/P250909_21.39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0H0dp6XzI/AAAAAAAAANM/5EoLJJieIoI/s320/P250909_21.39.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385469327299993394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0H0G_fdzI/AAAAAAAAANE/wSu62cV9AtU/s1600-h/P250909_21.39%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0H0G_fdzI/AAAAAAAAANE/wSu62cV9AtU/s320/P250909_21.39%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385469321216489266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0HzsYRHwI/AAAAAAAAAM8/V7oZr102nfw/s1600-h/P250909_21.39%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0HzsYRHwI/AAAAAAAAAM8/V7oZr102nfw/s320/P250909_21.39%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385469314072649474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor Zell emptying the bin... XPP He hid his face on purpose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0HpFy-PYI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Ju9pvsE6O5U/s1600-h/P250909_21.35%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0HpFy-PYI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Ju9pvsE6O5U/s320/P250909_21.35%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385469131916983682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apparels that are available in the store~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0HomZNVgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/azboYQt7bpw/s1600-h/P250909_21.35%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0HomZNVgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/azboYQt7bpw/s320/P250909_21.35%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385469123487421954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close shot of cushioning shoe model 1063..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0Hn_4hDDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Z04K6uGIxXE/s1600-h/P250909_21.35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0Hn_4hDDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Z04K6uGIxXE/s320/P250909_21.35.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385469113149754418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a range of different models and colours of shoes for you to choose from.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0HnTYfB0I/AAAAAAAAAMc/cHVzo6fVDN4/s1600-h/P250909_21.33%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0HnTYfB0I/AAAAAAAAAMc/cHVzo6fVDN4/s320/P250909_21.33%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385469101204244290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edmund mopping the floor~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0HnPgwTPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uDzPR0Va1Y0/s1600-h/P250909_21.33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0HnPgwTPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uDzPR0Va1Y0/s320/P250909_21.33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385469100165188850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptied store after closing.. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been sleeping late this few days.. Re-reading manga Yu Yu Hakusho.. LUVS &lt;3&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0KENH0p3I/AAAAAAAAANc/FEPB7_lzLD0/s320/P260909_02.20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385471796763207538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those red dots are being bitten by those irritating bastards.. Itchy hand me scratched and worsen the condition.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Money Money Come Come Fast Fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;you're always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-6363657214466395754?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/6363657214466395754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/environment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6363657214466395754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6363657214466395754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/environment.html' title='environment'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sr0H00kpNdI/AAAAAAAAANU/BHKTV9Wenic/s72-c/P250909_21.38.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-4607280307824007129</id><published>2009-09-23T01:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:35:02.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BALANCE</title><content type='html'>HIHI~&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite AWHILE since i blogged.. But i don't think anyone is following my blog or waiting eagerly to read something about me right?? Haha.. :|||||||||||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new job at new balance, the sports wear shop.. Still working at part time over there, $6/hr.. Kind of alright for me.. Today is my 2nd day~ Yesterday was really busy and today was really not busy.. So it actually balanced up? LOLS! ^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be running 10km for the New Balance Real Run with my other Junction8 colleagues.. Oh yeah.. I had shifted to my relative house at Ang Mo Kio.. So the transport to Bishan is actually really fast.. :PppPpp&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i don't think i can complete the full 10km.. I planned to ran for an hour just now, but it ends up only jogging for 20mins and walking for the whole 40mins.. I AM SO HOPELESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Joined the NBRunners Club.. Scheduled to have a 7km Buddy Run tomorrow.. Wish me luck k? My stamina really dropped HELL lot... And i do not have a good stamina since young.. Therefore my current stamina should be worst than a fatso.. Not that i am insulting fat people now, but i am really worst than them.. No sacarsm in my words.. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring my LG phone charger to the Ang Mo Kio's apartment.. Thus, my handphone had been empty batt for like around 3 to 4 days? But i bet that when i turned on the phone, there would only be a couple a messages and missed calls.. Floods would not be seen.. I'm a loner.. I know i am.. Therefore no one would want to contact me.. :((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO PHOTOS AVAILABLE DUE TO HP'S EMPTY BATTERY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;i still think of you&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-4607280307824007129?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/4607280307824007129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-balance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4607280307824007129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/4607280307824007129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-balance.html' title='NEW BALANCE'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-7605227032139609980</id><published>2009-09-16T00:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T02:25:22.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heels and Wigs</title><content type='html'>Oh My GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left $100 for this month and i spent it all today! Hahaaha.. I'm such a spendthift.. Pay day is still 2 weeks away! How am i going to survive?! Do you really think i would say this? Sometimes i had to spend 3 weeks without any cash.. Because i just spent everything on the first week.. HAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12noon today.. Laptop till 130pm.. Then bathed.. Prepare to wear wig and make up..&lt;br /&gt;End product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_VjLYdLhI/AAAAAAAAAK0/U3uaFDbkKNc/s1600-h/P04-09-09_19.10[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381754880058535442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_VjLYdLhI/AAAAAAAAAK0/U3uaFDbkKNc/s320/P04-09-09_19.10%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_L-ZECk-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/KI2ZW7uvbhw/s1600-h/P04-09-09_19.26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381744352471192546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_L-ZECk-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/KI2ZW7uvbhw/s320/P04-09-09_19.26.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two are taken using the front camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_LsZCGQGI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oyXG_4XkPww/s1600-h/P15-09-09_17.34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381744043225399394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_LsZCGQGI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oyXG_4XkPww/s320/P15-09-09_17.34.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is taken from the better back camera. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to McDonald's to have my lunch.. McValue lunch damn cheap.. In the end i bought Mega McSpicy upsize.. In the end can't finish.. Too much for me.. Read Straits Times.. Hunting for job.. Then received a call from New Balance manager.. So efficient.. I just sent the resume like yesterday night, one day later already ask me go for interview.. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;So after trimming eye brows at Bukit Merah Central for $5, took bus for interview at their head office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent around 30-45 minutes interviewing me.. Quite long ehhh.. Talk about sports, schools, occupations and alot other stuff.. I think i did impress him.. Employers just love me... HAHAHAHA.. 80-90% will get employed i think.. The salary quite good i think.. Basic $1200 + Commission + Incentive.. And the main thing is i lazy to go for job hunting and more interviews already.. There is one more interview at Marsling 1130am on 17September.. Which is two days later?? I think it's about pets one.. Cause the name of the company is Pets Station.. Seems interesting.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bus ride to Bugis, went to Bugis Junction to look if there is anything for me to buy.. Clothes, shoes, accessories or food.. Cause i just feel like spending money today.. :P&lt;br /&gt;Went B1 to buy Taiyaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_UPhNEeBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/RSfTOYpYYic/s1600-h/P150909_18.27[02].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381753442807347218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_UPhNEeBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/RSfTOYpYYic/s320/P150909_18.27%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are not stingy with the fillings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_UPZsUqiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_9lUwOsKa18/s1600-h/P150909_18.27[01].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381753440790948386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_UPZsUqiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_9lUwOsKa18/s320/P150909_18.27%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fish-shaped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_UPLi9PoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/LtWPXEtNZB0/s1600-h/P150909_18.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381753436993568386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_UPLi9PoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/LtWPXEtNZB0/s320/P150909_18.27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located just opposite Pasta Mania.. I bought 2 for $2.. They are having some promotions, pamplets are being given out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up 1st floor looking at shoes and clothes.. Clothes are either not nice or unaffordable.. So i headed to Charles &amp;amp; Keith to look at shoes.. Heels to be exact.. White heels.. I need a pair of it.. Looked around for awhile and had my eyes set on two pairs.. One grey, around $50+, one white, $75.90.. Why did i know the exact price of the white one?? Duhhh!!! I bought it in the end! Lols.. It looked really nice.. But i still can't walk really well on heels.. Need some training on those cheapo heels before wearing this out.. If the heels broke, i will cry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_YkUD2LxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/peA7AbEYupQ/s1600-h/P160909_00.32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381758198102765330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_YkUD2LxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/peA7AbEYupQ/s320/P160909_00.32.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_YkHYvT_I/AAAAAAAAALs/erxI71wZmuo/s1600-h/P160909_00.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381758194700734450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_YkHYvT_I/AAAAAAAAALs/erxI71wZmuo/s320/P160909_00.31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_YjzRmcpI/AAAAAAAAALk/RUfCZulJAJ4/s1600-h/P160909_00.24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381758189302084242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_YjzRmcpI/AAAAAAAAALk/RUfCZulJAJ4/s320/P160909_00.24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_YjcO_dUI/AAAAAAAAALc/KpTT2ujGVeg/s1600-h/P160909_00.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381758183117124930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_YjcO_dUI/AAAAAAAAALc/KpTT2ujGVeg/s320/P160909_00.28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 it!!! Don't you dare to insult my heels ok!! Must say nice! HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the heels, went up to Ma Maison.. Had dinner, a bowl of tomato soup, a plate of salad and a small slice of bread.. But felt damn full.. So no main course.. Went up to Kinokuniya and bought this Japanese for Dummies.. Yes.. I am a dummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_ZWv2o5xI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2igiLABoWMc/s1600-h/P160909_00.37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381759064557020946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_ZWv2o5xI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2igiLABoWMc/s320/P160909_00.37.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are curious, this is my wig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_aRJt9ClI/AAAAAAAAAME/bYYHUQkEGso/s1600-h/P160909_00.36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381760067932326482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_aRJt9ClI/AAAAAAAAAME/bYYHUQkEGso/s320/P160909_00.36.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently staying over at my cousin house.. My mum told me not to return home today because she will be doing some major house cleaning tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to let go&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-7605227032139609980?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/7605227032139609980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/heels-and-wigs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7605227032139609980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7605227032139609980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/heels-and-wigs.html' title='Heels and Wigs'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sq_VjLYdLhI/AAAAAAAAAK0/U3uaFDbkKNc/s72-c/P04-09-09_19.10%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-2308347991704192854</id><published>2009-09-13T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T02:57:42.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day, actually night..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after work, went to Jiu Tan Lin to drink.. The reason was actually me wanting to hear Peng Yau sings.. So i did, but just only ONE song.. And the pub was so bloody noisy i cant even listen properly.. Arghhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking is &lt;3 and :)))) but what happened at that night is really :'((((( and T.T..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was me, Peng Yau, Serena and JJ or JayJay.. We ordered one shutter of Asahi beer.. Since Serena and JJ are regulars in the pub.. The waitresses and some customers kept on talk to them and play games with them.. So me and Peng Yau just sit back and watched and sometimes laugh at their stupid actions.. LOLS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahh Blahh Blahh.. Played pokers, drink beers, queueing for toilet for don't know how many times.. Then bored and mouth-itchy, went to the 7-11 across the street to buy a bag of Calbee Hot&amp;amp;Spicy potato chips.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat outside of the pub and eat the chips.. And i started to talk to some people which i didn't really know.. There were three of them.. One is a woman that i met while queueing for the toilet.. Out of nowhere, i just struck a conversation about her legs being toned and not fat.. Guess it's the effect of the alcohol and also to entertain myself while waiting for my turn to use the cubicle.. The second, a guy, i think is either the boss or some shareholder of the pub.. Cause i heard Serena called him Lao Ban.. The last person is the woman's friend.. And i can sense that she already drank to her limit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. The boss don't know why dared the woman to drink two and he himself drink one.. And im saying about Martell.. Thus we went back into the pub, as they had also finished smoking, and i just hand my chips to Serena they all, i cant finish.. Then, they mix a glass of Martell with jasmine tea and the boss drank it all.. So it's the lady's turn.. Back outside, i whispered to the lady that i would help her drink one of the two glasses.. Therefore when the boss saw me holding the glass of drink, he said that we cheated.. Hahahaa.. After the round the boss when to mingle with the other customers.. And i continued to sit and chat with the woman.. I told her that i am already 18 though i have not even pass the 17 point yet.. Chat till the lights were turned on, and i had drank a couple of martell for free, then i bade goodbye and return back to Serena's table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i still felt like going to the toilet.. The alcohol is affecting my bladder.. And this trip to the toilet was what that made the night bad.. :'((((( and T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infront of me there were three people, first in queue was a guy, then two girls.. So the guy went in, then out.. The two girls entered the cubicles together.. I just lean against the wall and waited.. Without a reason, JJ suddenly bang the door of the cubicle and shouted&lt;br /&gt;"Oi! Faster can a not, people outside wait very long already!" and left..&lt;br /&gt;I giggled for a moment, but thinking back that it was kinda rude to do what JJ did, i said sorry to them through the door..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few seconds, out came the two girls.. First thing they shouted was asking why JJ banged the door.. Enraged, JJ shout back.. So they shout here shout there...... So i tried to console the two girls, by telling them that JJ was drunk, and she really want to use the toilet.. Pat their back, hoping that they would chill down by doing so.. And i said sorry to them for an uncountable times.. Then Serena appeared, seeing her, i felt better.. She told me to just use the toilet first.. She will try to settle the things.. So i obeyed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway peeing, the sound of glass breaking and the shoutings were heard.. I quickly flushed the toilet and went out.. Then i saw the two girls being held back by some people i don't recognise, friends of hers i guess.. So i started my apologies again and again.. When they looked much more better, i turned and saw JJ use her hand and press against her head.. So one of the girls must have use some glass object to hit JJ's head.. And JJ was bleeding.. After telling me that she was okay, i said my apology to the other customers that were present.. All but one said it's okay.. She just tell me to go away.. Out of nowhere, the shouting started again.. Angried, i took my bag and walked towards the door, thinking of leaving already.. But the woman that treated me Martell, was still sitting at the table beside the door, so i just put my bag and sat on the chair.. I explained to her about the situation, the fight for the cubicle.. I actually cried when i leave from my table to her table.. Though it's actually forced... To make myself and others feel that i am pitiful.. I am actually proud of myself.. Being already drunk, i can still force tears out, pacify other drunkards and apologise to the people.. And one of the reason why i apologise is because i do not want to make the matter BIG until police is alerted.. The reason for this reason? I am still UNDERAGE! Not yet the legal age to drink and enter pubs.. I still can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think.. &lt;/span&gt;LOLS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, Serena pulled my hand and led me out of the pub.. She's taking JJ to the hospital for a checkup.. Just in case.. I wanted to follow, but she don't allow.. I just want to kpo kpo only.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peng Yau took the same cab as me and I forced him not to send me home.. He actually wanted to, and he almost paid the taxi uncle.. But i quickly get out of the cab and said byebye to him.. He told me to call him when i reached home, but i didn't.. Reason?? I am drunk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer + Martell = Vomit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vomitted after i took out my contact lens.. Into the toilet bowl, of course.. After puking, my head felt heavy and eventually, i fell alseep in the toilet.. My mother then complained about me shitting inside the toilet for too long.. She waited for quite some time.. Not wanting her to know that i went out drinking, i tried to clear up the vomit on the toilet floor and the toilet bowl cover.. Washed my face, then lied on my bed at last.. In the end, it appears that i didn't clean up enough.. Because she started shouting about me puke until the whole toilet.. I know that she is exaggerating it.. All mums do right??&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;i cant forget u&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-2308347991704192854?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/2308347991704192854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-day-actually-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/2308347991704192854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/2308347991704192854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-day-actually-night.html' title='What a day, actually night..'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-1609829492035308702</id><published>2009-09-09T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:18:29.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>Everything had ended before it even began..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is it, there is no miracles in the world.. I did believe, but now no. Today it's 9/9/09.. The most special day.. Chang Chang Jiu Jiu.. I thought that if i was to confess today at 9/9/09 9:09a.m( the 9th second is hard to get hold of ), everything would go fine.. But nonetheless, i was rejected again, the third time.. This time, i was thoroughly rejected.. He said that he liked me no more than just a friend.. So all those things that me, Hai Shien, Le Wen, Sashe and the other classmates had thought, was nothing more than a foolish dream.. He had never ever liked me before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, im not a morning person.. So, in order to make sure that i can confess to him at 9.09am, i set my alarm clock to ring at 9am.. After much hesititaion, i pressed the dial button on my phone.. I had the feeling that he will not pick up my phone.. Since he didn't during the sweet xscape, it was really to my surprise that he did pick up this time.. But the reply was very upsetting.. So the conversation was something like this:&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hello. Yeah?"&lt;br /&gt;"Am I disturbing you actually?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, by calling me you are actually disturbing me, so bye."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh orh.. Sorry for disturbing you.. K.. Ermm.. Bye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was it, a conversation that lasted for less than 30 secs, according to my phone record.. I do not know if he meant it when he said bye.. But i was so nervous, my heart was beating so fast that i could not think much.. I just hung up on him after i said the bye.. And i collapsed back to my bed.. But since i decided to confess on this day, the 9999999, i smsed him once again, wanting to at least put an end to this stupid foolish dumb crush that i had for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologised for my dumb actions for last and this year.. And admitting that what i planned to say in the phone was something that he would not want to hear.. I thought that he would be thinking that im mentally unstable, thus not replying, but once again, he surprised me.. After exchanging a couple of smses, my feelings was rejected.. Yeah.. I do agree than being friends is better than not being one.. But i really wished that we could be more than just F.R.I.E.N.D.S... And we're not talking about a drama series over here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, you are the one guy that i had really really ever fallen for.. Up till now, i had never like someone for more than 2 months.. Lets just forget about the primary school crush though, a boy i liked from Primary 4 till Sec 2.. And this feeling had lasted more than a year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to let go.. But i cant.. Its too hard, too painful for me to accept the truth.. But i still have to, don't i?&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will heal the pain eventually.. Is this sentence reliable? If i ever sees him again in the future, will i not feel an ache in my heart? My skin is thick, i know.. I can do many embarrass things that many do not dare to.. But even so, i get hurt easily.. I know i do.. Therefore i do not trust most of the guys that said that they like me or they love me.. Who knows if it's true? I looked really easy-going, and i am too.. But i had never commit into a relationship before.. Because i do not want to get hurt.. All the relationships that i had been in are just plays, for the fun, and to spend some time not just alone.. I had sweared not to cry like the world is ending for a guy.. As i know that it's not worth to.. No girl is worth for the guy who made her girl cry.. I realized that after years of observing my sister and friends who cried like hell for the guy, and in the end, no matter how long they had been together for, they will still break up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rejected, but i did not cry, even though this is the love of my life.. And please, in the future, if you had a girl you like or even worse, a girlfriend, please do not broadcast it around till it reach my ear.. I may not be able to take it.. I wont cry, but my heart will ache till it really hurts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am strong, i have to be strong.. In this society, weaklings could not survive.. You can act weak to gain help from those who are strong, but when time comes, show off your potential.. Nobody knows me, even I myself doesn't, so who cans? When im with different people, i act differently.. Sometimes mature, sometimes childish, sometimes vulgar, sometimes polite..&lt;br /&gt;So WHO AM I really??&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;is this really the end?&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-1609829492035308702?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/1609829492035308702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/1609829492035308702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/1609829492035308702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-523198514525488034</id><published>2009-09-08T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:29:10.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I brought my wig to work on Saturday.. Because i thought that i would go drinking and wanted to look more mature than the 15 year old slut.. A real SLUT who go around fucking guys, unlike me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before leaving the restaurant, i put on the wig and showed my colleagues.. XD&lt;br /&gt;Then, Javier asked me to help her to buy cigarettes.. Yes, cigarettes.. And yes, Javier is a she~&lt;br /&gt;I am still 16 years old legally, going 17, birthday still not over yet.. The cashier at Bugis Street 7-11 didn't ask to check my age or even gave me another look! He just passed me the cigs and i gave him the money.. My first packet of cigs was bought successfully.. But im not proud of it.. Do i really look that old with the wig??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha!!! Before turning on this laptop, i accidentally tripped the electricity power of the whole house.. Because i tried to insert the laptop charger into the socket without switching off the circuit.. I'm just used to it.. But come to think of it, it's utter dangerous to do so.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;we should be together&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-523198514525488034?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/523198514525488034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-brought-my-wig-to-work-on-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/523198514525488034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/523198514525488034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-brought-my-wig-to-work-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-7627876707245741846</id><published>2009-09-06T05:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T05:21:15.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sux</title><content type='html'>Friday: Sweet Xscape Sucks&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Movie Sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving him a missed call which him didn't return back until now, 5.05am Sunday 6 September 2009, the motive for attending sweet xscape in the first place was long forgotten.. Irish did not remind me as well.. So now im finding someone else to put the blame on.. XP And there was something too, ALCOHOL!! My mind was simply just filled with the thoughts of getting into a pub/club to get some drinks.. Therefore everything was not going as planned.. Since sweet xscape did not turn out to be what we expected.. Squeezy room, negative atmosphere.. BLEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think of it now, i am so disappointed in him.. Isn't it a courtesy to return a missed call?? Does he want to ignore me completely or did he or his friend actually read this blog? DOUBT SO~ XP Missing this chance, it's really hard to find another.. Unless i date him out.. Which is impossible since i think he would not want to hang out with just me alone without the other guys.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;Give up already? Should i really????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final destination 3D, 2/5 rating.. Storyline could be better, graphics are too fake.. All those intestines and stuffs do not stir anything in my own stomach.. ^^ Still, the sound effects are great!! XP&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;remember me&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-7627876707245741846?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/7627876707245741846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/sux.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7627876707245741846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/7627876707245741846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/sux.html' title='sux'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-6463649909084229295</id><published>2009-09-03T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:38:19.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As i was almost late for work today, i did not put my make up on.. So in the following photos, i look a bit pale and the pimples are more visible.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you had seen this blue yukata previously.. This was worn by Serena.. :P She had her off today, so i grabbed hers and put it on with the help of Izumi.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eaGRKfJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/V3eopMAV1fk/s1600-h/%7E%28171%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eaGRKfJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/V3eopMAV1fk/s320/%7E%28171%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377120282555874450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eZ4DzlfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JgGeDhD-PmE/s1600-h/%7E%28170%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eZ4DzlfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JgGeDhD-PmE/s320/%7E%28170%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377120278741751282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eCjbn9GI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-d3U_2kLkuw/s1600-h/%7E%28169%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eCjbn9GI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-d3U_2kLkuw/s320/%7E%28169%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377119878067516514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eCfPYK-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/MjbVQktjPRo/s1600-h/%7E%28168%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eCfPYK-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/MjbVQktjPRo/s320/%7E%28168%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377119876942408674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eBwglAeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xyaFCvQzNBo/s1600-h/%7E%28166%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eBwglAeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xyaFCvQzNBo/s320/%7E%28166%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377119864398086626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eBe7ed5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/o2o6XFckF4I/s1600-h/%7E%28167%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eBe7ed5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/o2o6XFckF4I/s320/%7E%28167%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377119859679066002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eBMqeTsI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IuZo302wR_Y/s1600-h/%7E%28164%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eBMqeTsI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IuZo302wR_Y/s320/%7E%28164%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377119854775914178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9gOJuJo-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/zmjeKma7NYI/s1600-h/%7E%28172%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9gOJuJo-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/zmjeKma7NYI/s320/%7E%28172%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377122276347585506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dark eye circles are getting deeper and deeper!!! Had been sleeping late due to playing Make Me a Celebrity and Friends for Sale in Facebook.. I'm getting addicted.. o.O And who was the one that had been saying Facebook is not for playing games? And now who is the one playing the games herself? ME! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9ebua2VII/AAAAAAAAAJk/aYPDuYixuaQ/s1600-h/%7E%28177%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9ebua2VII/AAAAAAAAAJk/aYPDuYixuaQ/s320/%7E%28177%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377120310513783938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eaoOASaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_vcdhkhVcDM/s1600-h/%7E%28176%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eaoOASaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_vcdhkhVcDM/s320/%7E%28176%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377120291669428642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a black kitten while walking back home.. It's really cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much really occurred yesterday.. Therefore i had nothing much to say.. But Victor simply pissed me off.. This will be my last week in Ma Maison.. Who cares if they lost two staff in the same week? Me and Mengswee..You should respect your staff okay?! I just cannot stand people who are two-faced.. FUCK OFF! Something pacified me though.. :D The company distributed the tips!! So i received an additional $85 this month.. They should actually give me more.. My service is like the best in Ma Maison.. HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! just joking.. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow~ Sweet Xscape Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May meet up Irish, Fiersa and his friend earlier to go for shisha and most probably got some alcohols too.. Since they don't serve alcohols in the venue.. And clubbing without some beers and liqours is just not as fun at all!! Hopefully, that night i would be able to confess to the one i had crushed on, and receive the rejection again.. I just wanna confess one more time face to face.. Not like a timid mouse confessing through messages which i did last year.. xD&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr(hopefully about something good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;see you tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Nemi &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-6463649909084229295?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/6463649909084229295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-i-was-almost-late-for-work-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6463649909084229295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/6463649909084229295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-i-was-almost-late-for-work-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Sp9eaGRKfJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/V3eopMAV1fk/s72-c/%7E%28171%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-5208367278526269105</id><published>2009-09-02T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T01:54:18.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumb ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A HAPPY DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN IRRITATING DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day before Teacher's day, went back to school and saw tons of friends! How wonderful.. ^^ After wards, together with Hai Shien, Le Wen, Cheng En and Cedric, we(alright &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt;, i was reading my manga XP) went for pool and watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Proposal&lt;/span&gt;.. Great show by the way~ You guys really make my day.. :D It's been more than a while since i hang out with you guys.. I love it.. Kbox again alright? :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stSept, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Worst working day ever!! First, i reached Bugis at 3pm, did the usual stuff and headed to Central at around 6.25.. Bused there.. Reached at 6.35pm, running late, i punched my card and dashed off to the toilet for a change, oblivious to the surrounding people.. When i finally returned to the restaurant, Macy said,&lt;br /&gt;"Congratulations, you struck the first prize.."&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, "Huh?!"&lt;br /&gt;"Steven is sitting at the bar counter, obviously he's looking for you.."&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING HELL WHY IS HE HERE? IF IT'S HIS OFF DAY HE SHOULD BE FUCKING ACCOMPANYING HIS GIRLFRIEND!!! ZZZzzzzZZzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;I walked past him without realising that's him.. I thought that he was just some random customer sitting at the counter alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was just sitting there drinking and eating for 3 hours, with company from my boss, Ya-san, who paid for his beverages.. This Steven looked drunk after drinking just 2 mugs of Asahi beer and a glass of red wine.. His face was as red as a monkey's butt! Hahahahhhhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kays.. Even though i didn't like him, i didn't show it out.. I'm such an angel.. I just don't wanna break his heart.. :D I still talked to him, i didn't ignore his presence..  Aren't I  good? Heheheee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But&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&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He wanted to date me out after my work.. Which is a no-no for me.. I was already turned off by him since his appearance in the restaurant.. Who does he think he is to surprise me this way? My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt; The possibility of it is negative.. The incident in the train still leaves me a pleasant and sweet memory.. But this? HELL NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. For the whole night, i received around 7-9 calls from him, but only answered one.. As i didn't want to reject his invitation so heartlessly, i conspired with the kitchen staffs, Ah Fei and Jason, that we will be going out..While i was still in the Central mall building, i was really afraid that he would pop out from somewhere and said that he would be following me.. Luckily he didn't.. Phew~&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All these things that i had been through was due to Mr KAM MENG SWEE!! Already a person who will be leaving the company, why did you create this nuisance, by giving him my handphone number without MY permission? It is MY number you know?&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHH!~! BASKET BASTARDS!!!! GUYZ ARE STILL SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;Most guys, but not MY guys.. You all rocked my life..&lt;br /&gt;hai shien.le wen.cheng en.charles.kim.cedric.glenn.yun keat. 303 woots!!&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;you are the one that i want&lt;br /&gt;Nemi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7416142710898434875-5208367278526269105?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/5208367278526269105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/dumb-ass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5208367278526269105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/5208367278526269105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/09/dumb-ass.html' title='dumb ass'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-8429999196979150272</id><published>2009-08-30T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:09:39.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucker</title><content type='html'>I'm giving you face because it's your birthday today, and i take back whatever i had posted before.. This ISN'T interesting anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a midnight movie with the bf of mine.. Actually i didn't realise that it was 29Aug, the day before his birthday.. And i actually had the thought of declining the date.. From Bugis, i took train to TiongBahru and bought a ticket at GV.. Guess who i saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLENN!! HAHAHAHA!!! Saw his trainee tag pinned up on his shirt.. Guess that he just started working not long ago.. :))) Yeah.. So he gave me a discount and i bought the ticket at the price of 8! Supposed to be $10.. Saved 2 bucks.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point.. There was a total of 7  people, excluding me, watching the movie, Where Got Ghost(Rating 0.5/5 Sucky stupid dumb waste of money show), His parents, Brother, Bro's Gf, Two his good buddies and himself.. Only when we were comfortably sat on the theathre seat and his brother suddenly shook his hand and said happy birthday, i finally realized.. But i did not wish him or whatever, i'm not starting the conversation first.. Of course he did in the end, money issue though, he tried to return me back the money that i had spent on the movie tickets.. Being me, i rejected, it was still a gentlemanly action.. But this doesn't appease my anger for the night..Firstly, he didn't even said hello or anything else to admit my presence when i've reached the venue.. Then, when that sucky movie finally ended, he just left with his two buddies without notifying me, leaving me sitting alone at my seat(with his family).. Thus, when i reached the ground floor, i informed his family that i'm leaving, but not to him, since he was nowhere to be found and i do not feel like giving him a call or a message.. All this are a total turnoff.. If it wasn't for his birthday, I would had called for a break up when he had finally initiate a call.. I shall just wait for 1 September.. 2 days after his birthday.. This should be good enough of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.. Before the movie, I had been working.. And as i said, i wore a pink yukata!! Hehehe... Even though it's much more tedious serving customers than being the cashier, everything it's still manageable.. I was enjoying myself.. :D Though not feeling tired, the sales for the day was actually the highest for the month of August! Which is like so unbelieveable for me.. I still think that it was not busy enough.. T.T Maybe something's wrong with me.. Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And earlier in the morning, when i boarded the bus, a young boy was simply irritating.. Being not as lucky as me, who had managed to find a seat, he kept on rambling about being tired, asking his mother why isn't anyone alighting the bus, he wanted to sit down and blah blah blah.. Zzzzz... He looked like a 4-5 year old already, but still so insensible.. Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqaQbh3WHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/bZlb9vAIUJk/s1600-h/%7E%28162%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqaQbh3WHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/bZlb9vAIUJk/s320/%7E%28162%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375778712278489202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water balloons!!! I made some of them.. :DDD You actually played it like a yoyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqaQNrlA1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Q_KyULrKR7s/s1600-h/%7E%28161%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqaQNrlA1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Q_KyULrKR7s/s320/%7E%28161%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375778708561134418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i said, pink yukata!!! So, do i look nicer in pink or red??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqaPpjisxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YytaU0Z3HcU/s1600-h/%7E%28160%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqaPpjisxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YytaU0Z3HcU/s320/%7E%28160%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375778698863751954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more and more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqZ31WAoMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GbEEg78z-Cw/s1600-h/%7E%28159%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqZ31WAoMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GbEEg78z-Cw/s320/%7E%28159%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375778289711358146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqZ3vNgrJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/33gIKKf_RB4/s1600-h/%7E%28158%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqZ3vNgrJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/33gIKKf_RB4/s320/%7E%28158%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375778288065096850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqZ3HlBcnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jDrNpcawMAk/s1600-h/%7E%28157%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqZ3HlBcnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jDrNpcawMAk/s320/%7E%28157%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375778277426295410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqZ2-Ks3pI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jVX8gw_JwEE/s1600-h/%7E%28156%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqZ2-Ks3pI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jVX8gw_JwEE/s320/%7E%28156%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375778274899975826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqZ2veZAZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gt1shapHQGY/s1600-h/%7E%28155%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqZ2veZAZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gt1shapHQGY/s320/%7E%28155%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375778270956028306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took all this in the handicapped toilet.. :))) Hopefully no one with a bursting bladder is waiting outside.. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;love me please?&lt;br /&gt;Nemi Kat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-8429999196979150272?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/8429999196979150272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/08/sucker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8429999196979150272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/8429999196979150272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/08/sucker.html' title='sucker'/><author><name>Nemi Katrine Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07084697058541279544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/SpqaQbh3WHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/bZlb9vAIUJk/s72-c/%7E%28162%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416142710898434875.post-2371580053067213813</id><published>2009-08-29T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T03:28:20.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life?</title><content type='html'>Live your life.. Thats my motto.. But an interesting day doesn't occur as much as i wanted.. If i didn't blog, the reason would be, THERE IS SIMPLY NOTHING TO TYPE.. Eat, work, laptoped and sleep.. Nothing much happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT XIAXUE! But even her also has times when she could not think of anything to post up her blog.. Speaking of her, read the Straits Time just a while ago.. Actually bought it just for the Classfied Recruits section.. I am still finding a full time job, a part time simply isn't enough.. And it's a waste of my 90cents if i didn't read the other articles isn' it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. There is an article about model's photo being airbrushed/photoshopped.. Then Xiaxue was also being pointed out to be famous for editing her own photos before uploading it.. Though the photos were pretty nice and stuff.. But aren't they abit too fake?? As stated in the paper, photoshop could make a person to look decades younger, kilos slimmer and also prettier.. Thus, in the future, could we really believe what we see in the photos, posters and commercial advertisments? Anyway, if they really want to do all this photoshopping.. Since the technology is already so advanced, they could just do 3D graphic models for all the pictures.. Whats the need for humans?? After editing/modifying, the human model isn't human in the photos anymore.. They are already a product of the modern technology..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though to an extent, cosmetics (make ups) also has the same uses, the difference about the before and after was not as extreme as the photoshopped photos.. By using make up, we could at most cover up the minimal signs of wrinkles, dark eye circles, pimples and blemishes.. But by photoshopping, we could cover all of the above by airbrushing them away, and we are also able to do even more(plastic surgery yourself in photos)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here~ Two photos not photoshopped before.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Spgf0orElrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gGRj7-ATWRc/s1600-h/%7E%28152%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Spgf0orElrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gGRj7-ATWRc/s320/%7E%28152%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375081144398419634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Spgf0V0oLAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xD6Ro6n42YU/s1600-h/%7E%28150%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Id9rjWfmHU/Spgf0V0oLAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xD6Ro6n42YU/s320/%7E%28150%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375081139338226690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work place today~ Bored.. As i was waiting for the staff meal.. And when it finally came out, i was forced to eat with the smell of insecticide surrounding me.. We have no clue about the origin of the smell, most probably it would be from the other restaurants.. Anyway, even without the smell, the staff meal cooked by Peter is still urghhh.. B.A.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to wear the yukata today.. Net and Izumi were wearing.. I was disappointed at first, but glad in the end... Today was hell o busy! My movements would be restricted if i was wearing yukata while waiting on the customers.. Hopefully tomorrow i will be able to wear the pink yukata~ Red is my fave colour, but pink is cute too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "boyfriend"'s friend, which is my ex boyfriend, helped my "boyfriend" to call me again.. My ex said that my current asked me to sleep early.. And then hung up.. Don't they have anything else to do? This is just like a prank call.. Zzzz.. And this bf of mine had said that he want to hang up the phone thoroughly but he said it jokingly.. Both he and I know that to hang up the phone thoroughly means to break up.. I dared him to.. So he did.. Though it's a joke, he actually still have the nerves to call me time to time.. I never did initiate a call.. The reason?? Because he meant nothing to me.. Just a bf in name... I just act like a gf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I always thought that he is a playboy.. And i had confessed to him that i am just playing with him.. He didn't mind, and said that we can break up anytime.. I think that he really liked me now, not just having fun like i did.. His actions showed that he could not forget about me.. A true player would not be the one that makes the first move.. I do only when i still have the interest for the guy.. But when the feeling is over, i never initiate the call/sms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, i would already ignore the calls and messages.. But it is actually interesting that a playboy would want to go serious with me.. Thus, i would let this drag abit more before breaking up with him, or just silent break by ignoring him totally.. But this may cause him and my ex bf to hate me.. So.. Better not.. Gosh.. Please.. Prove me wrong!! Show me that he is also having fun by prank calling me!! BGR(fling) is really annoying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..... Back in the past.. I had always sent smses to this guy(that i liked till now..) when i heard that he had lost his phone.. All those stuff like i love him and something even more mushy.. Because i know that he would never receive it.. Unrequited love huh? This continued for some weeks.. Then one day, to my horror, he actually sent me an sms using that same old number!! So, he didn't sign up for a new plan, but replaced the card.. OH MY GOD!! I wonder if he had received ALL those dumb messages that i had sent or just one of it.. This was just so EMBARRASSING!! But he did not say anything about those messages.. Come to think of it, the meaning was that I was rejected isn't it? *sigh* The first time when i confessed to him, he think that i was just wanting to play.. He did not really say it like this.. As i confessed through sms, he replied,&lt;br /&gt;"The feeling for me will not last long.."&lt;br /&gt;Someone had told me that he liked me before.. I did not know if it's true or not.. I decided to gamble, but lost.. The reason why that someone think this way was because when i dated another classmate, this crush of mine asked several classmates for confirmation of it.. There is only two possibilities for this behaviour and the reply that he gave me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, he did like me, but doesn't trust me, as i broke the heart of the classmate, or not, by breaking up with him after less than a month, who happens to be his best buddy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, He asked that much of people for confirmation was because he really care about his buddy/brother or whatever they call themselves now..&lt;br /&gt;cont blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;will i see you ever again? i still love you&lt;br /&gt;Nemi@2.33a.m Sat 29Aug`09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416142710898434875-2371580053067213813?l=nemise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/feeds/2371580053067213813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nemise.blogspot.com/2009/08/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416142710898434875/posts/default/2371580
