<?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-1471160408513061160</id><updated>2011-11-23T14:43:57.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonic Syndicate</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>208</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-7031989985004632432</id><published>2011-02-13T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T07:36:03.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 217</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mvsuon2dAMY/TVf6Dls4MiI/AAAAAAAADDc/hReDxkTogKg/s320/iron-maiden-the-final-frontier-2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573198003461173794" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 39px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2p9I5FzV5Ho/TVf6D-tFcsI/AAAAAAAADDk/Waj-Fe_sw1Y/s320/IM.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573198010172928706" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-7031989985004632432?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7031989985004632432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=7031989985004632432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7031989985004632432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7031989985004632432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/217.html' title='# 217'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mvsuon2dAMY/TVf6Dls4MiI/AAAAAAAADDc/hReDxkTogKg/s72-c/iron-maiden-the-final-frontier-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-2778473234512206805</id><published>2011-02-01T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T07:56:08.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 216</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TUbYIjYe9jI/AAAAAAAADDQ/HiPMDRF9CUg/s320/IMG_0714.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568375630738683442" /&gt;I'm so glad that we've been through a lot together. You've been tolerating all my nonsense and you never give up on me. You never fail to make me smile and fill my day full of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may be just a teenager&lt;br /&gt;With much to learn and discover&lt;br /&gt;Even in love I’m no wiser&lt;br /&gt;Still my feelings are growing deeper&lt;br /&gt;I know love has bloomed like a flower&lt;br /&gt;When in my heart only you seem to matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy 1 year and 3 months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-2778473234512206805?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2778473234512206805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=2778473234512206805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2778473234512206805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2778473234512206805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/216.html' title='# 216'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TUbYIjYe9jI/AAAAAAAADDQ/HiPMDRF9CUg/s72-c/IMG_0714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-8473054257807910815</id><published>2011-01-31T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T18:05:00.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 215</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TUYX-YzYFGI/AAAAAAAADDI/hqxvpf0jjRk/s1600/Weather.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TUYX-YzYFGI/AAAAAAAADDI/hqxvpf0jjRk/s320/Weather.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568164349867463778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-8473054257807910815?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8473054257807910815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=8473054257807910815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8473054257807910815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8473054257807910815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/215.html' title='# 215'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TUYX-YzYFGI/AAAAAAAADDI/hqxvpf0jjRk/s72-c/Weather.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1008628996685834179</id><published>2011-01-26T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:20:58.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 214</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566166015225567762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TT7-gAJfGhI/AAAAAAAADC4/e3Yxq6uTIec/s320/IMG_0307.jpg" /&gt; I'm finally back after a very long break. Sometimes, I missed blogging. When I went to this website, I realized I got nothing to blog about. Actually, I did have something to blog. But having the thoughts that you didn't blog for a very long time, I'm very sure that no one wants to drop by an already dead blog. I'm glad to be back and I hope I won't stop blogging again after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last 2 days, I decided to surprise my boyfriend with a cake and his presents at his doorstep right before we went out. We didn't really get to celebrate because he didn't want to. So, that was the only way to make the day little special. I was making my way to his doorstep when I heard footsteps. Guess who? Yes, it was him. Initially, I wanted to light the candle right at his doorstep. You know like when you open the door and surprise? It didn't turn out that way. Lol. So, I just stood there, put down the presents and lit the candle. He came forward and blew the candle. I think I did a pretty sweet thing. *self-praising*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he went inside to put the things and I waited outside. That was when his father came home. I don't know why, but I just find his father adorable. Haha! We made our way to Clarke Quay and had Subway for lunch. Bought a turkish ice-cream and dropped by G-Max to meet my cousin. I heard there are no more free rides. Haiyah. Anyway, we then took a bus to Bugis to take pictures at Haji Lane there. It sucked that my camera was giving me problems. We had a fun time going around and I swear I miss hookah session with my friends. The sweet smell! It drove me nuts. We then ended the night by sitting at Waterfront at Esplanade. One of my favourite spots. I just love spending time with him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off now! Good night! Will update more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1008628996685834179?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1008628996685834179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1008628996685834179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1008628996685834179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1008628996685834179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/214_25.html' title='# 214'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TT7-gAJfGhI/AAAAAAAADC4/e3Yxq6uTIec/s72-c/IMG_0307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-5550136621389124390</id><published>2011-01-25T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:23:48.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 213</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566110566583121986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TT7MEd28OEI/AAAAAAAADCQ/oYvOMG4LtkE/s320/IMG_0160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wishing my most beloved awesome boyfriend a very happy 21st birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-5550136621389124390?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5550136621389124390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=5550136621389124390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5550136621389124390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5550136621389124390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/214.html' title='# 213'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TT7MEd28OEI/AAAAAAAADCQ/oYvOMG4LtkE/s72-c/IMG_0160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-5025672855545810948</id><published>2010-08-24T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:23:37.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 212</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H.I.A.T.U.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back maybe after Prelims or 'O'-level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-5025672855545810948?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5025672855545810948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=5025672855545810948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5025672855545810948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5025672855545810948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/08/213.html' title='# 212'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1836934887777634168</id><published>2010-08-10T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:23:22.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 211</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503738643071294930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TGE1IsTa3dI/AAAAAAAADBQ/OryrOy-w-Mk/s320/hand.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I miss blogging so much! I'm sure nobody comes and visit my blog again since every time they visited my blog, it would still be the same old post being shown. The major examination is about two months away and I've been very, very busy with my own schedule. I'm so glad that I'm doing my revision according to my schedule. What worries me most is my Art. I need to take more pictures for my resources and from there, I can have more sketches. When I have more sketches, I can develop my ideas. Fortunately, everything has been well planned and this Thursday, I'll be taking pictures since I can no longer take my own sweet time and I hope that I can take even more pictures on one of the weekends with my beloved cousin. I've yet to wait for his reply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yesterday's National Day celebration at my uncle's house was okay. He owns a penthouse which is located somewhere in Geylang and it was a good thing that we could watch the fireworks and the jets passing by from his place. I wanted to upload the pictures but my laptop's memory is so low. After the celebration, two cousins of mine and I took a dip in the swimming pool at night and it was so much fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I can't believe that we'll be fasting tomorrow. Happy fasting to those who will be fasting! May you have a joyous fasting month! I'm so looking forward to breaking fast with my friends and family! Alright, I can't elaborate any further. I need to get myself busy doing Art.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1836934887777634168?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1836934887777634168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1836934887777634168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1836934887777634168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1836934887777634168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/08/212.html' title='# 211'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TGE1IsTa3dI/AAAAAAAADBQ/OryrOy-w-Mk/s72-c/hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-8419850078215188256</id><published>2010-07-20T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:23:09.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 210</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you all for the wishes either through message or Facebook and the presents! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-8419850078215188256?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8419850078215188256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=8419850078215188256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8419850078215188256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8419850078215188256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/07/211.html' title='# 210'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-6909839886900836782</id><published>2010-07-12T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:22:53.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 209</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493042357137614306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDs066FcpeI/AAAAAAAADBI/rdwyjqUDIK8/s320/IMG_0265.jpg" /&gt;Celebrated our first year anniversary yesterday and I love it so much! I can't imagine that we have been together for one year and more than eight months in a relationship. Look at how time flies. God willing, just four more months left to our special one year. So, last evening, I met him up at the exact spot where we met last year. Just like the old times. Before meeting him, I rushed to Prints at City Link to get a box and a mini card. But, I made it on time. We had no idea where to go and our first destination was Raffles City Shopping Centre, just like last year too. Since we had no ideas on where to go, we headed for Cineleisure to have lunch at BBQ Chicken and sit at our spot. Unfortunately, it was no longer there. I think BBQ Chicken has moved out or something. So, we went to Pastamania instead. After that, to the new Scape and I found out that Herman Li from DragonForce is coming! I swear the tickets are affordable! Anyway, back to the story. We walked down to Orchard, took a train to City Hall and walked to our special place, Clarke Quay! Aww... I miss those times. Happy one year and I love you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I shall not elaborate because I was supposed to start studying an hour ago!!!!! I think I'm getting a fever since I was caught in the rain purposely and my body is starting to ache pretty badly. I'll update about my Sunday with the girls. I want to ride the swing and bungee at Gmax again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 370px; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493039992048184642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDsyxPcL7UI/AAAAAAAADA4/OdSPcxxBScg/s320/IMG_0206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493039978133768722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDsywbmuyhI/AAAAAAAADAw/D698jnlepSg/s320/IMG_0225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493037280289630274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDswTZWkKEI/AAAAAAAADAY/M2rc8y6ivoA/s320/IMG_0237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493037273015047554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDswS-QK1YI/AAAAAAAADAQ/1B_2NXKKT-8/s320/IMG_0241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493037227253391506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDswQTxvYJI/AAAAAAAADAI/VQ74U1nO_eE/s320/IMG_0252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493037220910872290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDswP8JkNuI/AAAAAAAADAA/9--IJq4TrFU/s320/IMG_0255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493037217103276066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDswPt9w6CI/AAAAAAAAC_4/AoFVp89vY7o/s320/IMG_0269.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493033974075507970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDstS8vsRQI/AAAAAAAAC_w/oBGz2Ub_uBg/s320/IMG_0272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493033947498227842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDstRZvLKII/AAAAAAAAC_g/cP_Db6K6PBc/s320/IMG_0279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493033930789967218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDstQbfnVXI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/lPaUVgpp41o/s320/IMG_0281.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493033911167421042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDstPSZPCnI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/eBLgG-5Oghg/s320/IMG_0284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-6909839886900836782?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6909839886900836782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=6909839886900836782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/6909839886900836782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/6909839886900836782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/07/210.html' title='# 209'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TDs066FcpeI/AAAAAAAADBI/rdwyjqUDIK8/s72-c/IMG_0265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-6526203600204896812</id><published>2010-07-04T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T09:59:15.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 208</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 61px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489716397234463090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TC9j-j7MIXI/AAAAAAAAC5A/n7kweimjkR4/s320/s.JPG" /&gt;I'll be celebrating the most special day next Sunday with Love and I can't wait! It's our first year anniversary. Okay, I don't know how to put this in words. We met for the very first time on the 11th of July last year and we're going to have a special date again this year. So, we'll be meeting up right in front of the entrance to Raffles City Shopping Centre and perhaps we'll be sitting at the same table at BBQ Chicken at Cineleisure and then, our next destination, Clarke Quay! Just like the old times. I can't wait! I can't wait!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, I finally met him very early in the morning. We went to Changi to take pictures of the sunrise. Unfortunately, we couldn't see the sunrise since it was so cloudy. Actually, we've checked the weather forecast on the night before but we still went just to try our luck. I love yesterday's weather. So cooling. We went to the beach and we met so many friendly, adorable and lovely cats. It was drizzling at that point of moment. Anyway, we saw a bald mynah bird and both of us couldn't stop laughing at it. I even took pictures of it. I know. I'm so mean. But, it was too funny! I thought about my conversation with my girl when we saw a bald mynah bird at Marine Parade. We actually said that the bird was trying to kill itself since its girlfriend left him because it was actually walking by the roadside. We also mentioned that the bird was going for a hair treatment. We were being so mean! Haha! I can't even stop laughing now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, I'll be meeting someone, and then I'll be meeting my beloved cousin to take pictures of the sunset at Changi Village also this time round. On Monday, I'll be following my mother for her spa appointment and then, night study with my lovely girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-6526203600204896812?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6526203600204896812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=6526203600204896812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/6526203600204896812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/6526203600204896812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/06/208.html' title='# 208'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TC9j-j7MIXI/AAAAAAAAC5A/n7kweimjkR4/s72-c/s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-9130385070802476627</id><published>2010-06-23T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T10:21:18.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 207</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So many things happened recently and yet I took quite a long time to update. Like they say, "Laziness is the mother of efficiency." Anyway, I got few slices of Toblerone cheesecake which Love baked all by himself just now. So sweet of him! Well, we had our Maths camp on Monday and yesterday. I only managed to turn up on Monday only because I experienced a stomach cramp yesterday since my red friend came to pay me a visit. After long hours of doing Maths, I went to the big field which is near to my house to see my former classmates flying the kites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess I'll just summarize on what I did recently. On Sunday, we had a class gathering. So, I got to meet my awesome former classmates and my former Maths teacher! I swear I love her wedding albums so much! What makes it beautiful is that they had a wedding photoshoot in Springfield! We then made a move as she was supposed to visit her grandfather. First, we separated with some of our friends and then, we took a train to Dhoby Ghaut to have lunch at Plaza Singapura. A few of them wanted to watch a movie but majority wanted to play computer games. In the end, none went to catch a movie. The girls decided to go to Singapore Polytechnic while I decided to join the boys for computer games. 9 words: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I didn't know LAN gaming was so much fun!!!&lt;/span&gt; I think girls should try. Now I understand why they can face the computer screen playing games for hours. Since I've completed my God of War, I think I better start going to cyber cafes before school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then after that, we separated from the Chinese boys since they still wanted to play. We walked from Dhoby Ghaut to Orchard to check the price for karaoke at Cash Studio. It was one of my friend's idea. It was so tiring. But, it helped to cut the cost for transportation. Since the price was pretty high, we decided to go for hookah. It was such a coincidence to bump into one of my old friend who's working at one of the cafes. We sat for a few hours before going back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know how much I spent on everything on Sunday? LAN: $2 / Hookah: $2. That was the total amount I brought and used up. Yes, I was dead broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 370px; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485224771815748706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9u3jVANGI/AAAAAAAAC4g/0Bk7aXkCSig/s320/IMG_0415.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485224769059457922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9u3ZD2i4I/AAAAAAAAC4Y/aMdcxx5H5Dw/s320/IMG_0416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485224754667433442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9u2jchreI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/OW8HwPIqqz0/s320/IMG_0417.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485221471332424370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9r3cEdWrI/AAAAAAAAC3A/3TNrvEJVPQc/s320/IMG_0451.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485220356710029474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9q2jxxWKI/AAAAAAAAC24/oIquFc8NQWU/s320/IMG_0467.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485220349872575554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9q2KTmFEI/AAAAAAAAC2w/l2nPJWwOrig/s320/IMG_0469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485220328743233490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9q07l959I/AAAAAAAAC2o/wPZgQbXrPS8/s320/IMG_0477.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485220324615339538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9q0sNzPhI/AAAAAAAAC2g/7AJumEv2cd4/s320/IMG_0480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485220312908016178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9q0AmjqjI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/1o7amnj85U0/s320/IMG_0485.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485219306451380178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9p5bQmJ9I/AAAAAAAAC2Q/CRVto9VzHsU/s320/IMG_0487.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485219291624215090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9p4kBhkjI/AAAAAAAAC2I/4fH84zBf-YI/s320/IMG_0491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485219289386484098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9p4bsAgYI/AAAAAAAAC2A/NGM7bJNp5OI/s320/IMG_0502.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485219270440755666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9p3VG_odI/AAAAAAAAC1w/Duy-7d2Iy-Y/s320/IMG_0523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, I also had a gathering with my former primary school friends. We celebrated the June babies' birthday at Sentosa. I came a little bit late as I had something to do first in the morning. I went to Vivo City and I went around shopping for delicious sweets to share with them. I miss going around the mall and shopping alone. I was a little bit scared before and I always had this feeling of a lot of people looking at me with scary eyes (that was what I usually imagined of). I felt so insecure when I was alone. I guess I'm doing a little better now. I took the monorail and dropped at Beach Station. I saw Universal Studios and I think it's cool. I thought I wasn't in Singapore for a moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I met them, took a quick dip in the sea and I was wearing what I was wearing. Luckily my top dried quickly and I brought along another bottom. We cut the birthday cake, ate this, ate that, waited for some of them to finish playing in the water, buried some of our friends and etcetera. We had our late dinner before going back home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Okay, better get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 370px; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485212371430207298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9jlwSs70I/AAAAAAAAC1o/4Wz8RdIQb_c/s320/IMG_0229.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485210486533201874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TB9h4CgPH9I/AAAAAAAAC1g/arQb4r5Q_0A/s320/IMG_0241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; 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WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483350063036452626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TBjF1I5nTxI/AAAAAAAACyQ/sHqrOac1i5U/s320/IMG_0012.jpg" /&gt; Last Sunday was spent with my awesome cousins. It was such a good thing I followed them rather than rotting at home. We went to Simei to buy something and then we had lunch. We made our way to Ikea to look around and then we bought two kites! We flew the kites at the big field in front of the mosque in Tampines. The last time I flew a kite when I was a small little girl. So, I couldn't really remember how to fly the kite. Though my feet kept stepping on sharp twigs, I still had fun. After flying the kites, we didn't want to go home yet. My uncle decided to drive us to the beach and then, home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I spent the lovely day with my two lovely girls. We had a picnic at Marina Barrage. We thought of flying a kite, but the cheapest was so pathetic. A mini kite. We brought so many things and in the end, we couldn't finish some of them. We did nothing much except for eating, lying down on the mat, taking pictures and blowing bubbles! We also entertained this cute little toddler. After dusk, we made our way back home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, I don't want to elaborate more. I'm feeling so tired and my legs are still aching. I think I'll be coming over to my cousins' house. I'm bored. Let the pictures do the talking. Good night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 370px; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483256679624357538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TBhw5glMNqI/AAAAAAAACyA/pq4PSV0guxo/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483256675759560770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TBhw5SLwGEI/AAAAAAAACx4/TTu5ewLZAGE/s320/IMG_0008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483256667228552786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TBhw4yZzPlI/AAAAAAAACxw/bI_1X6w79sA/s320/IMG_0010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483241675314181938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TBhjQJK4NzI/AAAAAAAACvI/8x5wja2d-IA/s320/IMG_0193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483353977376927538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TBjJY-9G7zI/AAAAAAAACyY/XJqdoHvi-nM/s320/IMG_0200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483241660723389330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TBhjPS0KY5I/AAAAAAAACu4/GSMWv7YLDCI/s320/IMG_0208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483241652529600338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TBhjO0SnF1I/AAAAAAAACuw/3dpOSueUKZo/s320/IMG_0209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483241646199128418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TBhjOctTwWI/AAAAAAAACuo/ud-ADV5RjXA/s320/IMG_0211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1211140116664255121?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1211140116664255121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1211140116664255121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1211140116664255121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1211140116664255121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/06/206.html' title='# 206'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TBjF1I5nTxI/AAAAAAAACyQ/sHqrOac1i5U/s72-c/IMG_0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-5738418057418038804</id><published>2010-06-09T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T05:08:42.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 205</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480728943030740818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TA9173-Mp1I/AAAAAAAACt4/xf_zQgO97Nw/s320/IMG_0994.jpg" /&gt; It has been quite a long time since I had a proper update. As usual, I was busy with school. We had extra classes last week and the last one was on Monday. But we'll be having a Maths camp for two days on the forth week, from 08:30 to 17:30. Can you imagine that? It'll be so boring. Anyway, I'm actually lazy to update. Since my blog is getting pretty dusty, I guess I better clean it up. I don't have many stories to share because I either spent the days in school or at home. I'm not sure when I'll be visiting Orchard Road. On a second thought, I don't feel like to. I can be sure that my money will be gone in seconds. On a third thought, I don't have much cash right now. I don't get allowance from my parents weekly or monthly. So, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Saturday, I went out with awesome cousins and their awesome parents! We went to see my little cousin performed &lt;em&gt;dikir barat&lt;/em&gt; at Ang Mo Kio Community Centre. He's from my primary school and I was lucky to meet one of my Malay teachers who used to teach me last few years. She didn't recognise me at first because she said I was getting taller. She must be amazed how fast I've grown up. Not forgetting, I met a good old friend of mine. All the kids who performed are so adorable! After the performances, it was prize presentation and my former school won silver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The girls and I went to Simei, my little cousin went back to school by school bus while their parents went back home. We had lunch first before going back home and we were still deciding whether we should go cycling. I went back to their place and I had a surprise visit from my best friend, Mr Migraine. I really hate him and I don't know how many times he has been visiting me since last week. I lost count. In the evening, we decided to go cycling! Finally, I had something better to do rather than rotting at home since everyone wasn't at home. I took my bicycle and then we walked to the bicycle shop as the inner tubes were having some problems. After that, we cycled all the way to Pasir Ris beach. Then, home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Monday, I had a date with my mother. We were supposed to go to Paya Lebar but in the end, we only went to Tampines. She bought some things which she needed as she'll be going off to Kuala Lumpur this Friday with her friends. We bought some slices of cake from Royals and both of us have not eaten them till now. We totally forgot about it. It might have turned bad. I got this lovely top from Cache Cache. I'm so in love with it! We went for a fish therapy before going back home. It was ticklish at first but it was nice though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And yesterday, I finally went out with Love. We faced quite a lot of misunderstandings lately. I'm glad that things are back to normal now. We went to take a breeze at Changi beach, the one in front of the runway. I just love that place. Before going home, we went to have our dinner at Banquet at Eastpoint Mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alright, done. I better get going. I've spent hours facing the screen. I'll update when I feel like to and when I have interesting stories to tell. Good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 370px; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480034821876625314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TAz-otK6L6I/AAAAAAAACtc/NY4zV2kHQvw/s320/IMG_0222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480034813154123410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TAz-oMrTXpI/AAAAAAAACtU/AF38VoCi8Uk/s320/IMG_0223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480034054926980018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TAz98ED3U7I/AAAAAAAACtM/u4fHGP5frUc/s320/IMG_0226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480034051732684626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TAz974KSP1I/AAAAAAAACtE/kXNBbxJj98Q/s320/IMG_0232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480034040714375282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TAz97PHUMHI/AAAAAAAACs8/v_IF4bKdhzY/s320/IMG_0235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480034029252133058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TAz96kagQMI/AAAAAAAACs0/m1mOSzdAvdI/s320/IMG_0237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480034023581593570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TAz96PSir-I/AAAAAAAACss/JQa1FCFquug/s320/IMG_0238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-5738418057418038804?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5738418057418038804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=5738418057418038804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5738418057418038804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5738418057418038804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/06/205_07.html' title='# 205'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TA9173-Mp1I/AAAAAAAACt4/xf_zQgO97Nw/s72-c/IMG_0994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-8809339062596457606</id><published>2010-06-08T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T08:30:16.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 204</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480441617857097506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TA5wnWSjryI/AAAAAAAACtk/J0BEvn4dE2c/s320/IMG_7987.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to Princess. Happy birthday to you! I hope my texts made your day. Please wait for the 'something special' I've made. It's on its way! Stay happy always and may God bless you with good health. Do study hard for your major exam. Haha. I guess I've already mentioned most of this in the text. I love you so much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People, I guess I'll update about everything tomorrow. I'm in the mood for games.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-8809339062596457606?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8809339062596457606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=8809339062596457606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8809339062596457606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8809339062596457606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/06/207.html' title='# 204'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/TA5wnWSjryI/AAAAAAAACtk/J0BEvn4dE2c/s72-c/IMG_7987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-4789139582649642183</id><published>2010-06-07T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T03:12:12.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 203</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll update tomorrow! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-4789139582649642183?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4789139582649642183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4789139582649642183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4789139582649642183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4789139582649642183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/06/205.html' title='# 203'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-4208766939633224235</id><published>2010-05-16T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T02:00:18.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 202</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471778689634877698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S--puj09QQI/AAAAAAAACsM/ETYZbPkcvJ4/s320/Metropolisposter.jpg" /&gt; I just watched Metropolis, a 1927 film and I think it's my first time watching a silent film. I don't really get the storyline actually. Anyway, exam is finally over. I guess I can't be too excited since the major one is not officially over yet and I'm starting on my new study schedule soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's windy outside and it has started to drizzle. I can't go to sleep now since I slept during noon. I really love this kind of weather! It was scorching hot during noon and I kept perspiring. It would be even better if I could play in the rain with my girls like how we used to when we were going home after school in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been slacking for quite some time before and after the last paper. I didn't study for the last paper because I was mentally tired. Instead of studying on Thursday night, I was out to meet Love and his friend, whom I know. I met Love first and I was so shocked to see him at first. I thought he was an old classmate of mine. It turned out he was my own boyfriend with a new haircut. Then we took a bus to Compassvale to meet Alep. We slacked at the void deck and then he drove us to a night market because I was starving. We were supposed to eat at East Coast Park on that night but it was cancelled as something came up. They sent me home and then, home sweet home. I can't remember what I did on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday was my beloved mother's birthday. My parents went on a date first before celebrating together. I had nothing to do at home. So, I went to return my library books at Bedok as yesterday was already the due date. Alep volunteered to send me there because he was from the hospital and then he dropped me at Love's void deck. Love was surprised and I had to wait for a little while because he wanted to take a shower first. We killed the time before going back home. At night, I had dinner together with my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See? My days were pretty slacking. I needed a break. Alright, I want to shut down my laptop now. I'm starting to perspire again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-4208766939633224235?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4208766939633224235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4208766939633224235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4208766939633224235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4208766939633224235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/05/202.html' title='# 202'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S--puj09QQI/AAAAAAAACsM/ETYZbPkcvJ4/s72-c/Metropolisposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1972900703854106433</id><published>2010-05-14T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T09:39:37.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 201</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This has been bothering me since just now. I wish I could let everything out, but what am I supposed to say? Honestly, I do feel proud of you. I really do. After what I said to you, you really changed, in a good way of course. I thought my advice meant nothing to you. Somehow, it did make you realised something. I thought you wouldn't listen to me. Seriously. I felt happy knowing that you listened to my advice. You know how much it means to me? It means a lot, really. However, these changes affect me a lot. It makes me feel so awkward towards you. You're like a different person. I really need to get used to it. I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another thing, I really miss the old us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1972900703854106433?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1972900703854106433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1972900703854106433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1972900703854106433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1972900703854106433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/05/201.html' title='# 201'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-4805226231293263607</id><published>2010-05-03T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T07:52:22.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 200</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S97Z6TK0aCI/AAAAAAAACr0/5n1eC-Qaa2A/s320/IMG_0940.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467046593275652130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a pretty heartbreaking dream in the afternoon just now and 'she' appeared. Well, she wasn't really there but somehow, I knew that she was involved. I'm trying to avoid paranoia and pessimism. Well, I just can't. She kept appearing a few times before. I hate this feeling and it's making me feel so gloomy. In the past, I saw this silver chain with a tag pendant Love was wearing. I wanted to see what was being carved on it, but he didn't allow me to. Maybe because his ex-girlfriend gave him or something. Till now, I don't know a single shit about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, in my dream, the silver chain turned out to be a gift from her. He was wearing it when we were together. Who wouldn't get mad? So, I took it away from him and went to a big field. Sometimes, dreams can be weird. Suddenly, I was holding another silver chain that was given by his mother. I threw the two of them as far as I could in the middle of the field. Love hurried to the middle of the field and looked for the one his ex gave. Suddenly, his mother appeared out of nowhere and scolded me for throwing away the silver chains. I just walked off and ignored. The next scene, I was punching him in the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See? It's making me feel so gloomy whenever I think about the dream. Well, you guys didn't know what happened in March right? If you check out my March archives, I was on a short break from the start of the month. On our fourth month, which fell on the first day of the month, something bad happened and I swear it was super heartbreaking. Lies, so many lies. Nineteen years old? Turned out to be a fucking fifteen. Working? Turned out to be a student. What's worse? Love was contacting with her on the fucking month we just got fucking together. That is why whenever 'she' appears in my dreams, I become paranoid and will think badly of him. He did gain my trust back now but having this kind of dreams make me feel so horrible. If you're wondering who is 'she', she's Love's ex-girlfriend. Till now, I do still hate her even though it happened in the past. I know I'm mean, but I don't know why. Once I hate that person, it's quite difficult for me to like him or her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh God, I'll be sitting for the Social Studies paper tomorrow and I've not started revising. For English, I guess I only need to memorize the format. I'm going to start revising right after this. Actually, I'm supposed to start revising right now. But, I just miss blogging. Many things happened during the day. Good thing, I'll be attending school tomorrow and Thursday. Isn't that great?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yesterday, I spent the day with Love and on Saturday, I spent the day with my beloved girl. We celebrated our sixth month and it was my treat this time. We ate at Ramen Ten and headed to Arab Street for a hookah session. Alright, shall not elaborate more. Time is precious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 370px; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S97ZAhcSvsI/AAAAAAAACrs/RVKFd5f5sn0/s320/IMG_0933.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467045600674627266" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S97Y_4gqrMI/AAAAAAAACrk/dTGEYoIqMNQ/s320/IMG_0935.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467045589687119042" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S97Y_VUr_oI/AAAAAAAACrc/He-BunZvj8Y/s320/IMG_0936.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467045580241632898" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S97Y-g0ZY3I/AAAAAAAACrM/Yf21hM05aFA/s320/IMG_0942.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467045566147552114" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S97YPTfd-cI/AAAAAAAACrE/fN9Vy8z60QI/s320/IMG_0943.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467044755116259778" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S97YOjfUsII/AAAAAAAACq8/AlwtPu9drdg/s320/IMG_0944.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467044742230749314" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S97YOR-JyRI/AAAAAAAACq0/mOxmcaF1FkE/s320/IMG_0957.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467044737528219922" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S97YNlWS8JI/AAAAAAAACqs/yI7UE4nGEyM/s320/IMG_0958.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467044725549887634" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S97YNf7wB3I/AAAAAAAACqk/bvbt1Dpcf60/s320/IMG_0959.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467044724096370546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-4805226231293263607?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4805226231293263607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4805226231293263607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4805226231293263607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4805226231293263607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/05/200.html' title='# 200'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S97Z6TK0aCI/AAAAAAAACr0/5n1eC-Qaa2A/s72-c/IMG_0940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-7344373721591671859</id><published>2010-05-02T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:46:51.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 199</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466528012717416946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S90CQ8C-YfI/AAAAAAAACqc/m0HJX3qvB9k/s320/23373_god_of_war_iii-v3.png" /&gt;My beloved, awesome, sweetest and loving brother bought me this!!! I had been waiting for a pretty long time and he surprised me with it last night. Isn't he sweet? Now, I got a new game to play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-7344373721591671859?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7344373721591671859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=7344373721591671859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7344373721591671859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7344373721591671859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/05/199.html' title='# 199'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S90CQ8C-YfI/AAAAAAAACqc/m0HJX3qvB9k/s72-c/23373_god_of_war_iii-v3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3589343313622862075</id><published>2010-05-01T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T22:00:40.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 198</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466160818857246130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S9u0TcUk_bI/AAAAAAAACqU/iqgsrmm3uY0/s320/SNC00341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 6th month, Love! I love you so, so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;A date with you tomorrow. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3589343313622862075?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3589343313622862075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3589343313622862075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3589343313622862075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3589343313622862075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/04/198.html' title='# 198'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S9u0TcUk_bI/AAAAAAAACqU/iqgsrmm3uY0/s72-c/SNC00341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1177564789840666995</id><published>2010-04-28T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T07:25:39.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 197</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465194380740663058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S9hFVVyCFxI/AAAAAAAACp8/Y1gNddZNgMY/s400/mye.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1177564789840666995?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1177564789840666995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1177564789840666995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1177564789840666995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1177564789840666995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='# 197'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S9hFVVyCFxI/AAAAAAAACp8/Y1gNddZNgMY/s72-c/mye.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-2271759529910264206</id><published>2010-04-27T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T04:28:32.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 196</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Tonight, I'll be spending 4 hours on Science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Later on, I'll be watching my favourite shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- And after that, I need to take a shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Science Practical is tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- And I won't be coming to school like normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Sadly, I can't wake up late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- I might forget some important things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Therefore, I need to do a last minute revision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Bad news, I've not searched for my curve ruler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-2271759529910264206?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2271759529910264206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=2271759529910264206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2271759529910264206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2271759529910264206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/04/196_27.html' title='# 196'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-8057215566327016241</id><published>2010-04-26T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T08:37:46.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 195</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464466187383813282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S9WvC6IlNKI/AAAAAAAACps/KrutodjdlXc/s320/SNC00330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; I love lying down on the water breaker and watch the stars together with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't mind the one eye. It was unintentionally. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S9Ws2eZ1mgI/AAAAAAAACpk/cYM02T0jcOk/s1600/SNC00329.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School has been such a bore. It makes me feel so horrible knowing that exam is just around the corner. In two days time, it'll be Science practical and I'm supposed to be studying half an hour ago. Since I woke up late, I didn't have much time to use the laptop. So, I'm using it right now just for a little while before I go off and study Chemistry for today. Even though it's only mid-year exam, it scares me to death. It's like as though I'm sitting for the 'O'-levels.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'm not prepared for the exam. Well, I'm trying my best though. Finally, I've started on my canvas and I can't wait to see it completed! I'll be using films for the borders and I really need unused films from you people. I'll update again about this when the right time comes. For now, I better get going and squeeze my brain juice out. I'll reply your tags soon. I'm in a hurry. Sorry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464463561683282546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S9WsqEoyqnI/AAAAAAAACpc/y1XBD8_QPJQ/s320/SNC00343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464463549122149442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S9WspV1-_EI/AAAAAAAACpU/G1zNKwkB4cw/s320/SNC00348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S9R5yoMVYrI/AAAAAAAACpM/2c1sIf3qRlA/s1600/Sand_Drop_by_DemonMathiel.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-8057215566327016241?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8057215566327016241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=8057215566327016241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8057215566327016241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8057215566327016241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/04/195.html' title='# 195'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S9WvC6IlNKI/AAAAAAAACps/KrutodjdlXc/s72-c/SNC00330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3496263056110313953</id><published>2010-04-17T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:03:16.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 194</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460769678973645682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8iNFzNys3I/AAAAAAAACpE/TUqXULwmmXk/s320/IMG_0206.jpg" /&gt; Lamb of God concert was hell fucking awesome! My neck has been killing me after all the headbanging and I can't even turn around that much. My grandmother massaged my neck thrice and it still won't ease the pain. Nevertheless, I had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Thursday, I headed home straight away after school to get some sleep before meeting Love and his friend. I had my tooth worked on during school and my right cheek was totally numb. I didn't have a proper sleep as my right cheek was pretty numb after being given two injections by the dentist. When I woke up, it was raining. So, I got ready as the two were already arriving at Downtown East. I was on my way when they told me that the door was already opened though it was still one hour early. We then looked for a locker to keep our things since it would be troublesome to bring along our things. We went inside D'Marquee and there weren't many people around as it was still early. There was a booth selling merchandises like bandana, wristband and tops. I was forgetful enough not to bring some cash. Most of them were already occupying the front part. We got a good spot and we weren't far away from the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was funny when it was already the time for the show to start. Every technician who came up to the stage to get the things ready, everyone would cheer, thinking that he was one of the Lamb of God band members. False alarm. Turned out that he was just a technician. This happened over and over again. I suffocated for a few minutes as I was in the middle of the crowd and a few was smoking. I couldn't get any air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had been standing for an hour and finally, the show started. I couldn't get a clear view since I'm not that tall enough, tall guys were in front of me and blocked my view. It was hell chaotic. Everyone was pushing each other around, sweat dripping from their faces and stepping on people's feet. Everything was just awesome. Love's ring suddenly slipped off as his finger was slippery and it was a miracle that I found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My neck felt totally numb after a few songs. I decided to stop and watch them play. But the pain I'm enduring right now is worse than I felt on that day. Anyway, the whole show was just fucking great. I couldn't believe that Lamb of God was performing right in front of my eyes. They were just brilliant. Alright, I want to get some rest. My whole body's killing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 370px; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460769057797569266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8iMhpJ3-vI/AAAAAAAACo8/VphKoYO6-ow/s320/IMG_0118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460769046971666786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8iMhA0x0WI/AAAAAAAACo0/QPSXXSinItI/s320/IMG_0119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460769041787807346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8iMgtg2ZnI/AAAAAAAACos/75CxYhTdij8/s320/IMG_0128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460759302894133410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8iDp1TqIKI/AAAAAAAACmE/WbsNVm93jwI/s320/IMG_0191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460759296442932002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8iDpdRkmyI/AAAAAAAACl8/u8gJjy7XmTE/s320/IMG_0194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460759285070661826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8iDoy6NiMI/AAAAAAAACl0/60vv4r3UUpo/s320/IMG_0201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460759276831042146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8iDoUNu6mI/AAAAAAAACls/yp41pCv5Cxw/s320/IMG_0203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460759271096614674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8iDn-2ifxI/AAAAAAAAClk/VdCAOuwhkCE/s320/IMG_0205.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3496263056110313953?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3496263056110313953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3496263056110313953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3496263056110313953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3496263056110313953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/04/194.html' title='# 194'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8iNFzNys3I/AAAAAAAACpE/TUqXULwmmXk/s72-c/IMG_0206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-2629414075534147495</id><published>2010-04-14T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T07:11:16.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 193</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8XIkBeKo5I/AAAAAAAAClc/c44QF-3Fhu8/s320/SNC002761.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459990644452402066" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think this picture is pretty cool and it was taken at the big field just opposite the school. Anyway, I apologize for not updating for more than a week. I've been busy with my studies and also, I was lazy to update. I've been facing some itchiness on my arms recently and it's killing me! I thought it was just mosquito bites at first. It turned out that bed bugs were bitting me all this while. No worries, everything is under control. The bed bugs are now gone. My arms, especially the left arm, is having so many red marks on it. Fortunately, I went to the clinic to consult the doctor just now. So, he gave me some pills to stop the itchiness, a cream and calamine lotion. The smell of calamine lotion reminds me of poster colours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope it'll get a little better by tomorrow. My left arm looks so ugly with red marks all over it, seriously. Another thing, I was supposed to see the dentist today. I did go, but when it was my turn, I got to know that I couldn't get my teeth worked on since I didn't sign the consent form few years ago. I was the one who didn't want my parents to sign because I hate going to the dentist. I have some reasons, you see. So, I need to come back again tomorrow. Good thing that my appointment is during class instead of after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I seriously can't wait for the Lamb of God concert tomorrow! How time flies so fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-2629414075534147495?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2629414075534147495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=2629414075534147495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2629414075534147495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2629414075534147495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/04/193.html' title='# 193'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S8XIkBeKo5I/AAAAAAAAClc/c44QF-3Fhu8/s72-c/SNC002761.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-8225902736650340929</id><published>2010-04-04T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T05:18:03.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 192</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S7huEghWIfI/AAAAAAAAClU/ZFySHTKU_AQ/s320/IMG_0921.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456231972287685106" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bumping into three former classmates of mine somewhere around Bussorah Street was very unexpected. Anyway, we spent the night catching up on our life and I had so much fun with the three boys and my awesome girl despite having few minutes of 'hell'. Well, that's what I think. I'll tell you about it since I want to start from the very beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, the both of us went to National Museum of Singapore to see the Quest for Immortality exhibition. It was so crowded and we had to join the line right outside the gallery and waited for about half an hour. The exhibition was interesting and I remember that I used to study about the Egyptian Gods on my own few years back because my dream was to become an Egyptologist. I used to admire Anubis, the jackal-headed God so much because I thought he was cool. Anyway, seeing the Eye of Horus reminded me of Illuminati. We didn't spend a lot of time in there and then, we decided to make a move. We headed for Orchard and walked to Far East Plaza to have Japanese food at Ramen Ten and it was her treat and I had no idea why. I've been wanting to eat there but, none of my family members like Japanese food. I'm a fan of Japanese food and I totally love raw salmon! After having Japanese dishes, we went to Slice of Ice to have a bowl of Major Crush!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that, we took a train to City Hall. We went to Peninsula as I wanted to look for band tees and guitars. I love to own one right after I get my results next year and hopefully, I'll do well. Once I have one, I want to learn all the songs that I've been wanting to play. We went to the Supreme Court as we had nothing in mind. So, we only hanged around and took some pictures. Since Clarke Quay is near, we decided to drop by my cousin's workplace. Unfortunately, she wasn't around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Going to a hookah bar was a very last minute plan and it was also Phat's treat. We rushed to Bugis as it was already night. We were lost as we were not really familiar with the streets over there. We asked for directions and we made it. While waiting for our hookah, Phat saw the boys walking.I called one of them and asked them to join us. Well, something happened. After sitting behind us for a few minutes, they decided to look for another bar. So, I told them that we would join them when we were done. I took in a lot of smoke all in a go cause I wanted to finish it as fast as I could and I ended up getting giddy. My world was spinning like shit. I rested my head on the table for a little while hoping that my head would be better. I started to feel nauseous too. So, we got up and made a move as I wanted to breathe in some fresh air. At first, I felt okay. Suddenly, I felt a pain in my stomach. I was desperately looking for a toilet to make myself feel better. I saw one and I rushed in. Luckily, no one was inside. In the end, I threw up twice. God knows how I felt after I threw up. I felt better than ever! So, we met the boys at one of the bars over there. We went to the train station together and I reached home almost midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway babe, thanks so much for the treat and next time, I promise it'll be mine. I love you so much! I better get going, my last shower was in the morning. I want to have my dinner, go to my cousin's house and then meet Love at my void deck to take a look at his bike after being parked here for days due to some problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12 more days to the Lamb of God concert!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S7hsyh5oveI/AAAAAAAAClM/2vjWxk-45G4/s320/IMG_0745.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456230563908730338" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S7NdhPY6-UI/AAAAAAAAChM/Te86s3Z_mbk/s320/CSC-0236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454806399323928898" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sports Day was awesome since it was going to be the last one for me and the rest of the level. Before going to the stadium, we gathered outside the swimming complex first. The girls did french plaits and tied ribbons on their hair. I didn't participate in any event because I was lazy to do so. You know how much I hate running. Tomorrow, I need to run 2.4 km and how the hell am I supposed to escape from this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Almost everyone was supportive when it came to cheering. We challenged with the secondary 4 students. The weather was scorching hot and it made me feel so lethargic. After the whole event, I went to have lunch with the girls. I went home and straight away I hit the sack. Both my mother and my grandmother woke me up because they asked me to visit my paternal grandmother along. We waited for my aunt to arrive first before making our move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My paternal grandmother has been feeling sick for weeks. Thank God, she's feeling a little bit better now. She can't urinate properly and she's depending on a tube. The sight of her was so pitiful. We stayed there for a little while. I was in the room with the two grandmothers. I wanted to kiss her hand as I was leaving. She cried when I hugged and kissed her. I think she was touched or something. She asked me to pray for her and when she's well, she wants me to come over to her house in Bedok. Of course, it brought me to tears. I kept kissing her because I didn't want to see her cry. But still, she kept on crying. I gave her a hug before leaving the room in a hurry as I didn't want her to know that I cried. I'm missing her already. )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please make my grandmother well and not forgetting my father, who's having a flu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, I better get going. My revision time starts in 5 minutes. 15 more days left to the Lamb of God concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3886031409828584275?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3886031409828584275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3886031409828584275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3886031409828584275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3886031409828584275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/03/191.html' title='# 191'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S7NdhPY6-UI/AAAAAAAAChM/Te86s3Z_mbk/s72-c/CSC-0236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-2580952472581911360</id><published>2010-03-28T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T07:54:14.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 190</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S69kEi3uLII/AAAAAAAAChE/WnFEKThf0Qg/s320/SNC00241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453687703011732610" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that I've bought the tickets, I can put my mind at ease. Well, about the money which I borrowed from my mother, I've decided to pay her slowly. So, I bought the tickets with Love at Downtown East on Thursday. We went out before dusk and waited for his friend to pass him his pay first. We rushed to Downtown East as it was almost closing time. I tried to hold back my smile when we were buying the tickets. I was so glad that all of the tickets were not sold out. We bought at a cheaper price since we bought three tickets for the both of us and his friend. I guess I'm not going with my other friend since he said he'll be going to the army this month. Nevertheless, I'll be going with Love and hope that we'll have so much fun! Sadly, about the concert, photography or recording is strictly prohibited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I've watched How to Train Your Dragon with Love and I swear it's a cool and awesome movie! Night Fury is so, so adorable! If only friendly dragons exist in this world, I can train it to send me to school every day without waiting for the bus. Yesterday, during noon, my father and I rode to a workshop to settle some bike issues. I saw this cool chopper and I think it's Harley Davidson. My father said it costs almost 22k. Pretty price for a pretty bike. After that, we headed to the city to get some stickers for my helmet which has only one pathetic sticker on it. Well, it's the kind of sticker which I have to design and cut it by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the afternoon, I went over to my aunt's place to see the newborn baby. Dhia Syarafana's the name. I think she's about two weeks old now. I kissed her and I didn't know I like the smell of a baby. Till now, I don't know how to carry a baby. Besides, babies are so fragile and I'm kind of scared to carry them. I'm so excited to become an aunt to the first great granddaughter of my maternal grandmother. The rest of my relatives also came. Unfortunately, my parents went off first as they wanted to go to somewhere. So, left my brother and I. I decided to go home first as my brother wanted to watch a show first. I spent four hours at home, designing two different names and it was so tiring. My penknife was blunt and I didn't know how to cut off the blunt one using the back of the penknife. You get what I mean? I had to use scissors to cut the inner part of the names. Gothic fonts are so complicated, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, I better get going. I'm studying Maths tonight. Yes, Maths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;18 more days to the Lamb of God concert!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-2580952472581911360?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2580952472581911360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=2580952472581911360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2580952472581911360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2580952472581911360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/03/190.html' title='# 190'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S69kEi3uLII/AAAAAAAAChE/WnFEKThf0Qg/s72-c/SNC00241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1834023914423353430</id><published>2010-03-27T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T07:00:34.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 189</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I'll update tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I'm busy designing something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S64PAGlhMZI/AAAAAAAACg8/kyen67hcpqs/s400/IMG_4462.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453312693234643346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wishing my beloved cousin a very happy 17th birthday!!! I love, love, love you so much! I'll come over soon, alright? I'll join Club Seventeen soon! Wait for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1834023914423353430?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1834023914423353430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1834023914423353430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1834023914423353430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1834023914423353430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/03/189.html' title='# 189'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S64PAGlhMZI/AAAAAAAACg8/kyen67hcpqs/s72-c/IMG_4462.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-5569530069959709552</id><published>2010-03-20T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:26:38.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 188</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6Tm8ib0N6I/AAAAAAAACg0/-tqZuO99buc/s320/IMG_0384.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450735376735156130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, I have the time to update. Actually, I did nothing during the day. I was tired after two fun outings. So, I spent the whole day sleeping after I had breakfast and I only had my shower of the day at night. You know what? I absolutely love the weather nowadays. Finally, the grasses are green. Thursday, I went to Supreme Court with my favourite girls for a photography session. Like finally, I have pictures to draw on Monday during Art lessons! I swear I did nothing for my Art during the holidays, except for studying Science only. Maths? I need someone to guide me. The problem is, I don't have tuition. I have to depend on my Maths teacher only. I don't know why, I just don't love tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We met up at the interchange since my awesome west side girl was in the east. We trained to City Hall and had dinner first before walking to the Supreme Court. It was a cold and lovely night. We spent more than an hour over there taking pictures. Most of the pictures turned out pretty, but I don't know which to choose. I'm afraid that the pictures are too difficult to draw. Well, nothing is impossible if I try. In the end, I spent the rest of the night with the east side girl since Khaty had to go off first. We headed to town and walked down from Orchard to Somerset. Anyway, thanks girls for becoming my models and spending the night with me! Love you two!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6SBH1MvmnI/AAAAAAAACgc/uaFdhvNaWp4/s320/IMG_0287.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450623420564740722" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6SBHB-DR9I/AAAAAAAACgU/7TikMTMHVFM/s320/IMG_0359.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450623406812907474" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6SBGXdYRrI/AAAAAAAACgM/uByNfXCAd6s/s320/IMG_0367.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450623395401582258" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6TlpwUBKOI/AAAAAAAACgk/jQMN1CDiHbc/s320/IMG_0385.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450733954531404002" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R_wU3VHVI/AAAAAAAACgE/fzHeuBUYNJY/s320/IMG_0392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450621917236370770" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R_vyhE6_I/AAAAAAAACf8/kfW8_C0326Q/s320/IMG_0393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450621908016229362" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R_ufNfj_I/AAAAAAAACfs/TkKMrB6QSM4/s320/IMG_0429.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450621885653946354" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R_t2xrV3I/AAAAAAAACfk/NJ2QnbFAIAk/s320/IMG_0432.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450621874799859570" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R90z9bNeI/AAAAAAAACfU/B94Ip9mKMPU/s320/IMG_0438.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450619795279656418" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R9zus3cCI/AAAAAAAACfE/-nyZYpKw0_4/s320/IMG_0440.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450619776688156706" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R9zAhZQxI/AAAAAAAACe8/CS660zeuybk/s320/IMG_0446.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450619764292010770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R63QJK_CI/AAAAAAAACe0/bjlQr7vfocI/s320/IMG_0553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450616538669972514" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, it was an awesome day though I had a migraine and felt a little drowsy after eating some pills. I'm starting to miss them right now because we had so much fun together. I woke up so early in the morning to go to the market to get some ingredients with my mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mother fried the noodles while I did the fried sardine rolls. After preparing the food, I took a shower before meeting my other two friends. I walked to her void deck and it was still drizzling after a heavy rain. We took a cab to Pasir Ris park and found our pit. We started off by setting up the tent. I swear I love doing men's job (that's what most people describe it). Of course, after setting up the tent, I slept despite the noises made by the neighbours. What to do? My head was spinning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We then had to shift under the shelter as it was starting to rain. The three of us moved and after moving, I decided to go back to sleep, but it was even noisier since there were a lot of people under the shelter. Then, the boys came, bringing the rest of the items. I helped to set up another bigger tent. After that, the rest of the girls came. That was when we started to prepare the fire since almost everyone was there. I love that moment because I find it cute. Most helped to cover the wind using umbrellas while some of my friends and I tried to light up the fire starters. Once the fire was ready, it was time to barbecue the chickens and hot dogs! Another thing, I love barbecuing because I just love to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At night, it started to rain again. Another two boys came to join us. All of us sat inside the bigger tent to celebrate four birthdays. At the same time, Love came to fetch. I joined them first and sang a birthday song with them. Sitting in a big tent with your loved ones, celebrating birthdays and passing around slices of the cake was the most sweetest thing of all. We went out of the tent to take group photos before I had to go off. Then, I said goodbye to them and rode to Downtown East since Love wanted to have dinner. Thought it was tiring, I had so, so much fun with them and I swear I love everyone of them. Anyway, happy belated, happy present or happy advance birthday to these four March babies! I don't know some of your exact birthday dates. More outings with you guys please. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R5tj6nvqI/AAAAAAAACes/JaVZynA3lOU/s320/IMG_0464.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450615272667332258" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R5syJjlHI/AAAAAAAACek/yZbcQN2FEn8/s320/IMG_0465.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450615259308201074" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R5scLvwRI/AAAAAAAACec/p9T1sJv-Jb0/s320/IMG_0486.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450615253411807506" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R4CLEsTPI/AAAAAAAACeU/vw01CJVV7nw/s320/IMG_0493.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450613427752684786" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R4BuVK82I/AAAAAAAACeM/lI2rzkBCleU/s320/IMG_0504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450613420037174114" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R4A4mfLGI/AAAAAAAACeE/wqNHr1wm5xQ/s320/IMG_0517.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450613405614287970" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6R4ALRh3eI/AAAAAAAACd8/lJelmP1Gz4s/s320/IMG_0545.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450613393446788578" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6Rvm2J2aoI/AAAAAAAACb0/bGFW6Owgi8U/s320/IMG_0738.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450604162187684482" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6RvmLjIPkI/AAAAAAAACbs/O1vFCXogm6w/s320/IMG_0750.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450604150750985794" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6RvlWxgEgI/AAAAAAAACbk/96cvhHQPDfQ/s320/IMG_0758.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450604136584188418" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6RvkhfaZwI/AAAAAAAACbc/eLuRjtSki3I/s320/IMG_0761.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450604122281240322" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6Rvjs-FmbI/AAAAAAAACbU/nxIhb43Lb9I/s320/IMG_0764.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450604108182821298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;More pictures uploaded on my Multiply!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-5569530069959709552?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5569530069959709552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=5569530069959709552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5569530069959709552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5569530069959709552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/03/188.html' title='# 188'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S6Tm8ib0N6I/AAAAAAAACg0/-tqZuO99buc/s72-c/IMG_0384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-8578828214923859855</id><published>2010-03-16T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T07:10:52.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 187</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I left my wallet, containing a picture of Love and I, in the living room. It was on the table. I fell asleep on the sofa and then I woke up, went straight into my room to sleep, forgetting about the wallet. At night, I only realized that I actually left it there. My parents weren't at home. They went to see my grandmother, who was sent to the hospital. I called my father to see if he would say anything about my wallet. Unfortunately, he did ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Father: I want ask you something. Who's the guy in the picture? (laughing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Me: Oh, he's a good friend of mine. (laughing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Father: Are you sure? (laughing) He looks like your boyfriend since you guys seemed so close together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Me: Of course I am. Don't you think differently of us. It's like obviously I take pictures like that with most of my guy friends. (laughing) Didn't you realize that there are also pictures of my girlfriends inside the wallet (which wasn't true)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Father: (laughing) Alright. I saw the wallet on the table and I was wondering whose wallet. So, I decided to check and then, I found the picture. Wow, you got a lot of cash in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Me: It's for the pit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Father: (still laughing) Okay, I'll update about grandmother's situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love my father. Phew! That was a close call!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-8578828214923859855?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8578828214923859855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=8578828214923859855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8578828214923859855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8578828214923859855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/03/187.html' title='# 187'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-5774593441758093284</id><published>2010-03-16T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:18:10.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 186</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S58EZX8yhyI/AAAAAAAACbM/y6MXyuW2Lzg/s320/IMG_0247.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449078908113815330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I'm sorry for not updating that often. I was busy and lazy. Let me summarize on things that happened over the past few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Saturday, my beloved aunt on my father's side got married. My paternal grandmother was sent to the hospital right after the ceremony on that night as she was having a very high fever and she couldn't move at all. I spent the night with my awesome girlfriend too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On early Sunday morning, my cousin on my mother's side finally delivered her baby girl (whom I'll be visiting later on). It's so exciting because she's my first niece on mother's side. I don't know how exactly her names are being spelled. Whatever it is, it's pretty unique! During noon, Love and I rode to Downtown East to have lunch and it turned out that the hawker centre was closed. So, we went to Century Square instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, I got to spend the day with my beloved boyfriend. We had dinner first before catching 'Alice in Wonderland' at Cineleisure Orchard. Honestly, I don't really understand the whole story. After that, we sat somewhere and did nothing interesting since most of the stores were already closed. We walked from Somerset to Orchard and then took a train home. I swear I felt weird wearing high-waisted jeans. I reached home after midnight and ate the pills for migraine which I bought from the clinic. I wonder why I get migraine so easily. Maybe because I love spending the night studying. I'm in the mood to stay at home today, study like nobody's business and sleep like a log instead of going out. Well, I have to visit the baby and my paternal grandmother today with my mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So many plans for this week. Tomorrow is Flag Day. What?! Flag Day?! Now that I've mentioned it myself, I realized that tomorrow is Wednesday. I promise myself, no matter how light or heavy my tin is, after three hours, I'll go back to school to return the tin. I guess I have to see my Malay teacher to take some things from her too. On Thursday, I need to attend Physics class in the morning. Maybe in the afternoon, I'll be taking pictures with the girls! I hope it's still on. I need pictures for my preparatory work since I'll be starting on the canvas soon! I need to prepare the final layout! Speaking of Art, I need to get texture paste or whatever it's being called. On Friday, I'll be having a pit with my former schoolmates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, I've nothing more to type I guess? Anyway, my prepaid is running low. So, I'm sorry if you don't get any reply from me. Do contact me if you know my house number. If not, just leave me a text message. I'll update more if I have the time or any interesting stories to be shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;30 more days left to the Lamb of God concert and I've yet to buy the bloody tickets. On the another note, I'm broke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S58DA2DexkI/AAAAAAAACbE/Ug4rlIc_6zs/s320/IMG_0243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449077387186587202" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S58BwJV18mI/AAAAAAAACas/XlVVCo1LdLA/s320/IMG_0248.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449076000794473058" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S58AJ6__6GI/AAAAAAAACac/Cw1gWLO1l-k/s320/IMG_0260.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449074244598098018" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S58AJM1NX1I/AAAAAAAACaU/65iABXn1xho/s320/IMG_0267.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449074232204812114" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S58AIPcwmcI/AAAAAAAACaM/evxQ0I8-DZU/s320/IMG_0271.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449074215727700418" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S58AHg6EXVI/AAAAAAAACaE/n9-WKMmSyJk/s320/IMG_0279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449074203234164050" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S58CfwSQo5I/AAAAAAAACa8/TXcSGmPibC0/s320/IMG_0280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449076818702279570" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S58AHF134HI/AAAAAAAACZ8/ipFGa1wVfkQ/s320/IMG_0281.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449074195968811122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-5774593441758093284?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5774593441758093284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=5774593441758093284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5774593441758093284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5774593441758093284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/03/186.html' title='# 186'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S58EZX8yhyI/AAAAAAAACbM/y6MXyuW2Lzg/s72-c/IMG_0247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3656917061059171660</id><published>2010-03-09T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T06:03:11.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 185</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S5ZAarS0elI/AAAAAAAACZM/BW9F_0XqtmY/s400/IMG_5600.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446611626393631314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Happy belated 15th birthday, my pretty cousin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do well in your studies, okay? I love you so, so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hugs and kisses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3656917061059171660?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3656917061059171660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3656917061059171660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3656917061059171660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3656917061059171660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/03/185.html' title='# 185'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S5ZAarS0elI/AAAAAAAACZM/BW9F_0XqtmY/s72-c/IMG_5600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3264696221125433113</id><published>2010-03-07T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T09:59:59.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 184</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S5J6LLzGeOI/AAAAAAAACZE/qMZ3f13kOMw/s320/SNC00083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445549232008624354" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, I get to update. I've been feeling so sick nowadays. I had migraine most of the time. Right now, I'm having a very bad flu and the left side of my throat is hurting. I don't know if the weather is the cause of it. I didn't know that I miss looking at green grasses. Every single field looks so dry. What's becoming of earth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My days have been great, except on our forth month. I slacked with my beloved former schoolmates last Saturday, Love came over to meet my grandmother and then we watched Iron Maiden Flight 666 (which I found out when my Mio was installed) together on Thursday and just now, Love and I went over to the awesome four cousins' place to meet them and my beloved aunt. Everything went well! Since I was so bored and I got nothing better to do at home (rather than getting sicker), we rode to Pasir Ris beach and took some fresh air. Though I did go out, took some fresh air, I'm still sick like shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I had a splendid idea for my final layout!!! Forget about the previous one. I'm so excited about this! First, you must learn how to imagine. Alright, I chose 'segmented' as my topic. First of all, my canvas will be placed vertically. Next, I'll divide the canvas into four portions. No, I'm not cutting the canvas. Just drawing some lines. I'll draw four different (or perhaps same) person(s) with different personality. Two negative (vain and depressing) and two positive ones (happy and romantic). So, the whole thing will be called 'segmented personality'. For the borders, I'll be jigsaw puzzles of a camera film. For the portraits of the four persons, I've decided to use pencil to do shading and blending for the model(s) for vain and depressing and the background I'll use acrylic paint (it'll be colored). For the positive side, I intend to paint the model(s) using the acrylic paint and the background will be in black and white (using pencil if possible). Get the picture? Who wants to be my model? Do call me! I want to get it done during the holidays. I'll try to take pictures in an artistic way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still have few weeks left to collect cash before buying the Lamb of God tickets and please, I hope the tickets are not sold out yet. For goodness sake, I just collected $20 when the ticket costs almost a hundred. I collected almost hundred, but my beloved, awesome, loving itchy hands spent it. Damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I better get some sleep now. The flu is bothering me big time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3264696221125433113?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3264696221125433113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3264696221125433113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3264696221125433113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3264696221125433113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/03/184.html' title='# 184'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S5J6LLzGeOI/AAAAAAAACZE/qMZ3f13kOMw/s72-c/SNC00083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-174184316797537299</id><published>2010-02-26T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T02:39:07.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 183</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;It looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;like I'm&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;definitely&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; not going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;)':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-174184316797537299?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/174184316797537299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=174184316797537299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/174184316797537299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/174184316797537299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/02/183.html' title='# 183'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-7051975495752312929</id><published>2010-02-22T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:12:51.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 182</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S4FKj0oY0tI/AAAAAAAACYE/Vv3BLHU3HDE/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440711804124189394" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm having a horrible, terrible migraine. Trust me, I can't study for long hours sometimes. Anyway, I'm happy because I feel so satisfied. First thing, I went to Parkway Parade. Second thing, I got to meet Anwar. My girl and I went to the saloon to give him a surprise. It turned out that he wasn't there. So, I asked a friend of his where he was. Surprisingly, that lady remembered me! She told me he went for a smoking break. I definitely knew where I could find him. I went to the smoking area and there he was, looking so shocked to see the both of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We chatted for a little while before going to Banquet to have lunch. He told me that there was a Rock concert (or perhaps a gig) at Marine Parade Community Centre and the ticket was only $5. I was feeling a little bit disappointed because; i) I was going to the library (which is freaking beside the Community Centre), ii) I got to know about it today, iii) The ticket was so cheap, iv) My favorite local band was there and v) How come I didn't know about this? I swear I felt like bitting everyone's head off. On a second thought, I had to sacrifice it for the sake of my studies and not forgetting my Common Test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went on our separate ways as he needed to go back to work and the both of us went up to have our lunch. After lunch, we went to Cotton On!!!!! I was so, so excited. I only saw 4 familiar faces only and I got to chat with only 2. We went around the store to see something new and I fell in love with this leather jacket with metal studs. The jacket's pretty, but too bad, the price's prettier. I've always wanted to own one. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We walked all the way to the library and to tell you the truth, I envied those people who were making their way to see the Rock concert while I had to go to the library. I was in the lift when I heard the host's voice. Do you know how heartbreaking it was?! Oh my, I sound so dramatic. Haha. We studied for a few hours before going back to Tampines as the clouds starting to look dark and we were afraid that we would be held back due to the rain. The problem is, the bus stand was quite far from the library and we didn't carry any umbrellas with us. We made a move first before rain. We went to the Tampines library to continue studying before going back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I came over to my former schoolmate's house (which is just in front of my block) to pay her family and not forgetting her, a visit and also the hamsters. The hamsters were so adorable and it reminded me of my primary school days. I had so many hamsters during that time. One of the hamsters peed on my palm just now. No kidding. I like the way one of the hamsters peed on my best friend's hand. It was hilarious! We played the computer before going back home. I took a shower and here I am now updating while having a bad migraine. If you notice a picture of my best friend's name below, that's my drawing which I did during my primary school days and I'm not sure how old was I when I drew that. The sweetest thing is, she pasted it on her wardrobe. She still keeps it! For me, I couldn't remember that I actually drew that until I noticed the 'awful' designs on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thanks to these two girls for making my day! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S4FS25Vr1CI/AAAAAAAACY8/iIbv1c1-ves/s320/SNC00170.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440720927898457122" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S4FQuTNrpXI/AAAAAAAACYs/AG0dfaC7fcQ/s320/SNC00174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440718581202134386" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S4FQt4veTxI/AAAAAAAACYk/Yyq6VUMpLJI/s320/SNC00178.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440718574096109330" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S4FS2m17oeI/AAAAAAAACY0/zt1XO_JTmEI/s320/SNC00179.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440720922933436898" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S4FLgqZP6zI/AAAAAAAACYM/a6btOHU6cFs/s320/SNC00180+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440712849348356914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-7051975495752312929?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7051975495752312929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=7051975495752312929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7051975495752312929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7051975495752312929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/02/182.html' title='# 182'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S4FKj0oY0tI/AAAAAAAACYE/Vv3BLHU3HDE/s72-c/IMG_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3631165707627598810</id><published>2010-02-21T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T08:50:01.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 181</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S4AMb-bT-ZI/AAAAAAAACX8/ZukC2Yi-kSY/s320/IMG-9665edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440362024617114002" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm pretty much excited for later on. Like finally, I'll be going to Parkway Parade to visit Cotton On and not forgetting Anwar! I'm not sure whether he's working, but I have a feeling that he is. I miss my workplace terribly and I don't know why. Maybe it's because I dreamt of it last night. I dreamt that I went to Cotton On to see my friends and I remember seeing Faisyah only. She was taking down all the tops. The place was under renovation actually. Everything was grey. You know, the cements on the floors and walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, in the middle of the store, there was a table. My manager was sitting on the chair. She looked so terrible in my dream. She's a freaking hot and gorgeous lady in reality. In my dreams, she was a fat tomboy. No kidding. So, I'll be going there with my favorite girl. After that, we'll be going to the library which is near to the mall to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had so many memorable days and nights when I worked for Cotton On. I loved the morning shift because I felt that time went by so fast and before going to the store, I would sit at Ya Kun Kaya Toast shop to have a plate of toasts for breakfast. But sometimes, I hate the morning shift because I would feel so sleepy. I miss slacking at Anwar's workplace at night right after the saloon closed. There was a time when I had to put some cream on his colleague's hair. She taught me how to apply on the scalp and everything! We had the whole shop to ourselves. It was so fun! Another thing, I miss eating lunch with my colleagues. Lastly, I miss my most favorite spot in the store. The fitting room!!! Damn it, I hate this kind of feeling. Seriously, I miss things and people so easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, my mind's tired after studying Chemistry for 2 whole hours just now. Now I'm thinking of what to type next. I think I better watch some music videos or something. I'm not sleepy. I slept the whole afternoon like a log.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3631165707627598810?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3631165707627598810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3631165707627598810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3631165707627598810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3631165707627598810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/02/181.html' title='# 181'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S4AMb-bT-ZI/AAAAAAAACX8/ZukC2Yi-kSY/s72-c/IMG-9665edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-4124738585823359024</id><published>2010-02-19T23:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:06:10.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 180</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S36cF_xmelI/AAAAAAAACWs/Tv_I2j3b5g8/s320/IMG_8477.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439957026742893138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was playing my laptop when I received a call from Zulhilmi telling me that he and the rest wanted to meet me few hours ago. I was so overjoyed upon receiving his call. I missed them so much! They were waiting at a coffee shop nearby. I went there and met him, Hafeez, Farid and Aidil. We chatted while eating before going to a void deck to slack just for a little while. Though we spent some little time together, I still had fun with them. We could still catch up about school and life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S36grN51jmI/AAAAAAAACW0/cM7Jt5hLHzE/s320/IMG_0284.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439962064237203042" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hold your head up high. Raise your fist up in the air. Play metal louder than hell. Louder than hell.&lt;/i&gt; I'm so freaking obsessed to the song and I've been playing it over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh my, I've not been posting a proper update. As usual, I've been busy sleeping in the afternoon and studying in my brother's room every night. What do you expect from a sleepyhead? Common Test is just around the corner and I'm supposed to study right now. The problem is, I don't have a right place to study. I still have the dining table of course. But you know, there will be distraction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My parents are watching the television outside. Don't expect me to study in my room as there are no enough spaces on my computer table. Beside my laptop, there's a big scanner. On my left, there's only a small space for my home phone. I can only depend on my brother's room. Since my brother's back from his camp, I can't study in his room. I didn't even think of studying in my parent's room. For goodness sake, there's no study table. Right now, I'm in a very good mood to study. I guess dining table's my only choice. There's always a thing called music player in my handphone. Oh yes, not forgetting earpiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, I've been busy watching videos about the Illuminati. It's pretty interesting, trust me. I'm so obsessed with the videos. Just type 'The Arrivals' at Youtube and there you go. I did learn a lot of interesting facts about it. About my holidays, everything went well. I didn't really do a lot of things. I went to Suntec and then to my aunt's place for dinner with the cousins. At home, I became a couch potato. All I did was switching on my home theatre in the living room, listening to songs at a high volume and then fell asleep like nobody's business. I did study okay, but at night. Love came over to my place on one of the days to visit my grandmother. Trust me, she was so cute. She quickly went to look for her headscarf and wore it before waiting at the door to greet him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I received two bangles which Love made on his own and also a frame with our picture for Valentine's Day. How sweet! Alright, I can't think of anything more to type. I think I want to study now. At the same time, I feel so lethargic. Damn it, I can't upload more pictures.&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/1471160408513061160-4124738585823359024?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4124738585823359024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4124738585823359024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4124738585823359024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4124738585823359024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/02/180_19.html' title='# 180'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S36cF_xmelI/AAAAAAAACWs/Tv_I2j3b5g8/s72-c/IMG_8477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3238720392387360430</id><published>2010-02-17T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T08:34:33.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 179</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S3rI8VQmydI/AAAAAAAACWE/ksXNjJwT8HA/s400/IMG_0138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438880438827796946" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I was supposed to hit the sack early tonight as I'm feeling so sick. A headache and a bad flu. Great, school later on and I'm still not sleeping. I'm not used to sleeping early. Thanks to two pills, I feel like collapsing right now. Collapsing on the bed, I meant. My head feels so heavy and I can't stop sneezing. I'll hit the sack right now and I'll update about my holidays in the afternoon or at night (if I have the time). Good night, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3238720392387360430?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3238720392387360430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3238720392387360430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3238720392387360430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3238720392387360430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/02/179.html' title='# 179'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S3rI8VQmydI/AAAAAAAACWE/ksXNjJwT8HA/s72-c/IMG_0138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-2132631702277441201</id><published>2010-02-07T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:46:18.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 178</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S25FNi3fWcI/AAAAAAAACU8/JxwvFm90bU0/s320/NIDIA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435357899282930114" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy sweet sixteen, babe! Do well for your major examination and may you succeed in life someday! Last long with your boyfriend too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S22X1NKu-xI/AAAAAAAACU0/mejvYzH-2EU/s320/IMG_+023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435167265629600530" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 17th birthday, my crazy nephew! Get well soon before I tease you like how you teased me when I couldn't walk properly last year. Just wait! May all of your wishes will come true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S22X0-2yFGI/AAAAAAAACUs/b3u4Qd4AGLE/s320/IMG_6211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435167261787821154" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To this lovely couple, happy 1st year anniversary! Last long, alright? Please take good care of each other. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-2132631702277441201?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2132631702277441201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=2132631702277441201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2132631702277441201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2132631702277441201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/02/178.html' title='# 178'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S25FNi3fWcI/AAAAAAAACU8/JxwvFm90bU0/s72-c/NIDIA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-6554548307595799925</id><published>2010-02-03T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T07:32:49.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 177</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S2mWGV7V9vI/AAAAAAAACUk/Etlng2kWVzk/s400/Deep%2BPurple%2Bdeeppurple6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434039461108643570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If it's possible, I would like to go to Deep Purple's concert in May with my father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wouldn't that be sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, I'm going to study now.&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/1471160408513061160-6554548307595799925?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6554548307595799925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=6554548307595799925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/6554548307595799925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/6554548307595799925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/02/177.html' title='# 177'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S2mWGV7V9vI/AAAAAAAACUk/Etlng2kWVzk/s72-c/Deep%2BPurple%2Bdeeppurple6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-6284486009451105432</id><published>2010-02-01T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T05:46:42.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 176</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S2bXrLIKZvI/AAAAAAAACUc/LWyZ49YGyIo/s320/GetAttachmentcvb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433267137190455026" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just half an hour left for me to use the laptop before I start my revision. Tonight, it'll be Social Studies for two entire hours. I'm not used to sleeping early, so I don't mind staying up late. It's a good thing that I can use my brother's room to study since he just went back to his campsite. I've yet to take pictures for reference before I can start doing my preparatory work. I don't know when I can go out to do photography. So many things to do, so little time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sleeping in my brother's room is the best thing. With windows wide opened, strong breezy wind, beautiful afternoon, it couldn't get any better. It was such a surprise that my brother just came home from camp all of a sudden. I thought he usually comes home every Friday. It turns out that if he doesn't have anything to do, he comes home. I think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just few minutes left before I start revising. Should I also revise the yesteryears' topics? Anyway, I think I better get going. I felt like blogging right before this and when I started typing, I didn't know what to type next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-6284486009451105432?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6284486009451105432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=6284486009451105432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/6284486009451105432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/6284486009451105432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/02/176.html' title='# 176'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S2bXrLIKZvI/AAAAAAAACUc/LWyZ49YGyIo/s72-c/GetAttachmentcvb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-8029134304411739167</id><published>2010-02-01T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T05:14:33.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 175</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S2bS9xHz-cI/AAAAAAAACUM/4I6LifhsU1c/s320/IMG_0220.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433261959069039042" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Happy 3rd month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'century gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:'century gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:'century gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-8029134304411739167?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8029134304411739167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=8029134304411739167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8029134304411739167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8029134304411739167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-3rd-month-i-you.html' title='# 175'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S2bS9xHz-cI/AAAAAAAACUM/4I6LifhsU1c/s72-c/IMG_0220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-7652125456696593366</id><published>2010-01-31T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T04:37:32.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 174</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S2V4pb3xTyI/AAAAAAAACUE/zlRduzKs6JM/s400/DSC-0979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432881178744016674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss you, badly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More than two weeks in class without you. )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great, I'm crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-7652125456696593366?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7652125456696593366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=7652125456696593366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7652125456696593366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7652125456696593366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/174.html' title='# 174'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S2V4pb3xTyI/AAAAAAAACUE/zlRduzKs6JM/s72-c/DSC-0979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-8874604567895730776</id><published>2010-01-30T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T23:10:28.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 173</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S2MPUx01X6I/AAAAAAAACT8/GaWdTzzkQNE/s320/IMG_6915.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432202425185689506" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Babe, please get well soon. I want you to sit beside me in class. It's not fun without having you beside me. I'm on the verge of tears now, I miss you fucking a lot. )':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'll pray for you. Please stay strong. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Thank God nothing happened just now. Maybe it was just a hoax after all. Who on earth predicted this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-8874604567895730776?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8874604567895730776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=8874604567895730776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8874604567895730776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8874604567895730776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/babe-please-get-well-soon.html' title='# 173'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S2MPUx01X6I/AAAAAAAACT8/GaWdTzzkQNE/s72-c/IMG_6915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1072403718474034490</id><published>2010-01-25T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T07:36:07.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 172</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S12pp7NoBuI/AAAAAAAACTk/JJDM0Sio5Fw/s320/IMG_0176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430683263413257954" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Happy 20th birthday, Love! I love you so much! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family:'century gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'century gothic', sans-serif;color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S12xyAUXr_I/AAAAAAAACT0/uIBBSgNCTfw/s320/SNC00112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430692198315700210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1072403718474034490?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1072403718474034490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1072403718474034490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1072403718474034490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1072403718474034490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/171.html' title='# 172'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S12pp7NoBuI/AAAAAAAACTk/JJDM0Sio5Fw/s72-c/IMG_0176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-2985470693132777406</id><published>2010-01-25T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T07:36:56.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 171</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S12xi4dgRVI/AAAAAAAACTs/r7KrZSAJPWk/s320/IMG_0216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430691938508490066" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello, hello. It has been some time since I had a proper update. I don't feel so lively today. My back's aching, but I feel a little better now after my grandmother gave me a massage in the afternoon. I went home right after recess as I didn't feel very good. I had a pretty bad flu in the morning before school and when I reached school, my body started to ache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, I feel so weak. I had few hours of sleep before and after dusk. I didn't seek the doctor as I still had some pills left. After I had my medications, I went to sleep and when I woke up, I felt very weak. You know, I'm breathing as if I'm sighing. Something like that. Anyway, I thought of melting few bars of chocolate specially for baking, mix it with cornflakes and then refrigerate it. Since I felt so weak, I decided not to do. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've not prepared my school bag and uniform. I realized that today I wore my uniform which was a little bit torn and dirty on the left side. That was the uniform I wore on the day I met with an accident last year. I was scratching my arm when I realized that my left sleeve was dirty. So, when I looked at it, I just realized that I wore the wrong one. I was in a rush in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone help me with the school uniform and not forgetting my school bag please. I'm so, so weak and lazy. I'm not looking forward for Thursday. I hate running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I definitely not looking forward for Friday. They say it's going to happen around midnight. I hope whatever I heard isn't true. I'm so paranoid. Even if does happen, I hope my beloved ones and I are safe. Hey no, I don't want it to happen at all.&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/1471160408513061160-2985470693132777406?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2985470693132777406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=2985470693132777406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2985470693132777406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2985470693132777406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/171_25.html' title='# 171'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S12xi4dgRVI/AAAAAAAACTs/r7KrZSAJPWk/s72-c/IMG_0216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1135182806281237780</id><published>2010-01-22T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T07:47:43.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 170</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S1nFerMzzTI/AAAAAAAACTc/zKI7E0OCjko/s320/IMG_0203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429587956555042098" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Getting a call from Love all of a sudden asking me to meet him at my void deck was the sweetest surprise. I was about to use the lift when I saw him at the stairs. I came up to him and then, he handed me a plastic bag containing these four discs. Tell me, how could I not be happy? Despite having a fever, he still came over to my place right after he went out with his friends just to pass me these. No words could describe how I felt. It was so sweet of him to buy the discs of my favorite bands. Seriously, I'm touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One of the reasons why I love him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks, sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1135182806281237780?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1135182806281237780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1135182806281237780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1135182806281237780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1135182806281237780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/170.html' title='# 170'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S1nFerMzzTI/AAAAAAAACTc/zKI7E0OCjko/s72-c/IMG_0203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1123550029682301073</id><published>2010-01-19T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:14:13.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 169</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S1SSvx9g2PI/AAAAAAAACTU/WPwObwrgRu4/s320/IMG_0198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428124800451139826" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still not asleep yet as I had five hours of sleep just now and I woke up half an hour before midnight. I was still in my school uniform. I thought of waking up after dusk, but I guess no one woke me up. Great, I'm having a flu now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;School has been such a bore. Well, it's pretty fine actually. I don't like the idea of going to another class during English. I love Mother Tongue lessons! Since I've dropped the subject, I have more free time. I've yet to be more serious in my studies, but it seems that I can't. I'm taking my own sweet time to complete the homework. I think I have four (or perhaps more) Maths assignment to do. I'm not in the study mood since I've not bought the textbook. I tried to look for it at Popular, but there was no more stock. Same goes for the school's bookshop. I totally got no idea when I can get a copy of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For Art, I've not taken any pictures. I'm in a pretty good mood for preparatory work! I only have a drawing of a camera. (-_-) I can't wait for Saturday! I'll be going to Cotton On (I think), visit an old friend of mine and then, I'll be going around to take pictures with my babe! I can't wait! On Sunday, I'll be celebrating Love's birthday and I'm still not sure on how to celebrate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh my, why are the mosquitoes biting me? I'm still waiting for a reply. I want to order a top and a dress online. I'm still waiting for the owner of a blogshop to send me a reply. I really want those two items badly. Alright, got to go now! On the phone with Love! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1123550029682301073?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1123550029682301073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1123550029682301073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1123550029682301073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1123550029682301073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/169.html' title='# 169'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S1SSvx9g2PI/AAAAAAAACTU/WPwObwrgRu4/s72-c/IMG_0198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-9128384155834139089</id><published>2010-01-10T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T07:18:39.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 168</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0noeQysfVI/AAAAAAAACS8/17MkDYGA8WU/s320/SNC00071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425122832745790802" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dreamt of my workplace in the morning just now. I remember seeing the Mickey Mouse bra. I didn't see any of my colleagues. Oh yes, I've stopped working a day before school started. I was on the verge of tears after working for four hours on that day. I went to the counter and passed one of the seniors my pass. Some of my colleagues asked whether I wanted to extend. Well, I wanted to for the sake of seeing my colleagues' faces. On a second thought, I need to focus more on my studies. So, I chose not to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No more discounts for me. No more hanging the tops and bottoms at the fitting room. No more listening to songs which made me so addicted. No more folding the items on the table. No more helping the customers. No more taking out the new stocks early in the morning. No more opening the store by pushing the sliding doors! No more going to lunch with my colleagues. No more working at Cotton On for me! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darn! Why do I miss people easily?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Friday, I had a shopping date with my two girls. Since I got my pay, I decided to get some things. We alighted at City Hall and then made our way to Marina to have our lunch at Breeks. I was starving! At the same time, we celebrated Phat's belated birthday. I know. Her birthday was in October last year. Since we were so busy studying for the major exam at that point of moment, we didn't get to celebrate. She bought her bag first and then we took a cab to town. We stopped at Paragon as I needed to get a top at Ben Sherman's store for Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We headed to Ion and then to Pacific Plaza to get my school bag and also a pair of shorts. I didn't know Love's size as he didn't want to tell me. The salesgirl was helpful enough to ask a customer (who's quite skinny and tall) to try out for me. Fortunately, I got the size right after giving the shorts to Love. He was at town with his friend too and we decided to go home together. We said goodbye to the girls and then we took a bus home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to watch One Piece now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0nn1ZXS2VI/AAAAAAAACSs/1zQvg0rZwn4/s320/IMG_0147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425122130672146770" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0nn0-oCGzI/AAAAAAAACSk/VpsNvk1fWJg/s320/IMG_0148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425122123494595378" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0nn0ossUqI/AAAAAAAACSc/-hm2HDSi2Es/s320/IMG_0152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425122117608559266" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0nmO52XvJI/AAAAAAAACSU/Dn3hy5bDTZw/s320/IMG_0156.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425120369865899154" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0nmOiHnkRI/AAAAAAAACSM/3udrzq9D5FA/s320/IMG_0157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425120363495788818" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0nmONzCYtI/AAAAAAAACSE/gEsplDxArBU/s320/IMG_0167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425120358040756946" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0nmN2cMK4I/AAAAAAAACR8/Jm0TA3vHRAw/s320/IMG_0173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425120351770913666" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0nmNd7xqjI/AAAAAAAACR0/Dbk7HjQrgiQ/s320/IMG_0180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425120345192507954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-9128384155834139089?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9128384155834139089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=9128384155834139089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/9128384155834139089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/9128384155834139089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/168.html' title='# 168'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0noeQysfVI/AAAAAAAACS8/17MkDYGA8WU/s72-c/SNC00071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-888009786626245587</id><published>2010-01-10T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:58:56.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 167</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0lq_d5C06I/AAAAAAAACRs/tZtYvYhOT0I/s400/IMG_8401.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424984864732664738" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I miss my missing classmates, not forgetting the ones who're not in this picture. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;I only got to meet Qiu Yan, Xin Xue, Taufik and Zulhilmi on Friday! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-888009786626245587?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/888009786626245587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=888009786626245587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/888009786626245587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/888009786626245587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/167.html' title='# 167'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0lq_d5C06I/AAAAAAAACRs/tZtYvYhOT0I/s72-c/IMG_8401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-2835288300948687665</id><published>2010-01-06T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T06:32:11.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 166</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0SYVbcAtUI/AAAAAAAACRc/z2vpryRGBxk/s320/DSC-0967.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423627345170838850" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry everyone for making my blog private! No worries, I didn't update anything. This is my first post for this new year. Well, I got myself into trouble, but everything is back to normal now. Anyway, happy belated new year, people! I didn't get to post anything on that day since I felt so down and I wasn't in a very good mood to celebrate. I stayed at home instead of celebrating new year outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;School's normal, except that half of the class is not together with us anymore. To be frank, I miss the old class (which was situated on the first floor) and also, I miss my classmates badly! I hope that they're doing well and we can meet up soon. I mean soon, really soon. I feel sad when I look around class, noticing that the rest of my beloved and close ones are not here. The rest of the Malay and Chinese friends. Everyone of them! If only the class could be completed like how we used to be in the past two years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel old since we're already the oldest students in school. Rotten meat you can say. I could picture of us as stinky rotten meats (not humans) with two human legs walking around school with flies flying around us when one of my friend said that we're already rotten meats. Anyway, we got two recesses! I love that! Another thing, school ends a little bit late than usual. School looks pretty gay with the new paint and we've two new vice principals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, before this, I felt that I got so many things to share with you people. Now, I just can't think of any. Alright, I want to take a shower. I've not showered since I reached home from school. Seriously.&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/1471160408513061160-2835288300948687665?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2835288300948687665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=2835288300948687665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2835288300948687665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2835288300948687665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/166.html' title='# 166'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/S0SYVbcAtUI/AAAAAAAACRc/z2vpryRGBxk/s72-c/DSC-0967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3840296115249037906</id><published>2009-12-30T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:59:15.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 165</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's happening? )':&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're making me worried sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3840296115249037906?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3840296115249037906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3840296115249037906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3840296115249037906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3840296115249037906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/165.html' title='# 165'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-93702929614591262</id><published>2009-12-29T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:57:38.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 164</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SzjYm4SNKEI/AAAAAAAACRE/LYtacTCeecA/s320/IMG_0143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420320313995765826" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The birthday celebration on Sunday was fun and simple. I met up with my nephew to get a helium balloon at a nearby mall before meeting the beloved ladies at the reservoir. Since he was so embarrassed to carry the balloon, I decided to follow him. The two of us took a bus to the reservoir. We were in the bus when a taxi hit our bus. The whole bus shook! The screech of brakes and the sound of the taxi hitting the bus were so scary! It really reminded me of my accident, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fortunately, no one in the bus was injured or something. I'm not sure about the taxi driver, but I think he was fine because I saw him speaking to the driver of the bus we were riding. I'm not sure if that was him. Nephew and I decided to alight the bus because we were more than half an hour late! We went to the nearest bus stop and boarded another bus. We were so lucky that nothing happened to us. I thought we were going to get hit or something because the spot where the taxi hit was just behind us. I really, really thought that the taxi would drive through the bus like someone being impaled by a large steel rod or something. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had nuggets, fries and a very big cake and there were only four people celebrating. I love the cake! So pretty! We looked for a shelter since it was drizzling already. We ended up sitting at a void deck. We waited for a friend of mine before they went off. We went for a ride around the city and we also went to Henderson Wave. I love the beautiful night scene in the city! I got home early as I had something on with my family. It was my father's birthday on Monday (just now). Happy belated birthday! I love your big stomach, but I love you more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, nothing more to say. I'm going off now as I'm on the phone with love now. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SzeI2aG-qBI/AAAAAAAACN8/ZUaB6hQkK94/s320/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419951144866588690" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Happy sweet sixteen, baby! Finally, you can get a part-time job in the future! I hope you had fun today! How was Singapore Idol? It's pretty obvious that you had fun over there! Anyway, good luck for your future endeavors! It has been three (right?) years already and our friendship's still going on strong. I'm pretty amazed how you've changed as days passed. You're becoming crazier and crazier like us! I can't wait for school next year! We can have recess together again! I love you always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SzeI2kd_ZiI/AAAAAAAACOE/yKHmP1H-lCc/s320/IMG_9570.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419951147647460898" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Happy belated sweet sixteen, sweetheart! Anyway, good luck for your results next year! I hope you'll do well and pass with flying colors! Do you like pink? Because I want to change the font color into pink for you! Thanks for being a good friend since primary school! Do study hard for your future, alright? I see you soon! Love you, babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-4406195478549753091?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4406195478549753091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4406195478549753091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4406195478549753091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4406195478549753091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/163_27.html' title='# 163'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SzeI2aG-qBI/AAAAAAAACN8/ZUaB6hQkK94/s72-c/IMG_0037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-522347364760318637</id><published>2009-12-24T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T19:41:59.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 162</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SzQuAAbY4HI/AAAAAAAACNk/4Cvj3DnyMKE/s320/IMG_9922.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419006829283303538" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Christmas eve, I was at the four awesome cousins' place after sending love to work. At night, like almost midnight, the three girls and I cycled to the nearby pond for prawn fishing! It was my first time fishing for prawns since I usually fish for fishes! It was an awesome night! Then, their parents came along with their little brother. We fished for only 2 hours and we caught only 3 prawns. Well, we were supposed to get quite a lot. Since the prawns were so smart enough, they fled from the hook once they ate the bait. I missed a lot of times. I felt something was pulling the hook, I lifted the rod, the prawn fled and there went my hook which got hooked onto the ceiling. My hands smelled of fresh blood after cutting the worms. It was quite a pitiful sight, but what could I do? I needed to use them as bait. I want to go prawn fishing tonight! But my father said that it might be crowded since today's a public holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After fishing, all of us went to the coffee shop to eat and have a drink before going back home. I love my cousins because they made me laugh all night! I just love their lame (but funny) jokes! I decided to sleep over at their place since I didn't bring my keys and it was already 3 in the morning. So, here I am now updating my blog and right after this, I need to take a shower and then, off to work! Only 4 hours today and double the pay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last but not least, happy 19th birthday to my beloved brother! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;M&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;r&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;C&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;r&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to everyone who's celebrating it!&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/1471160408513061160-522347364760318637?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/522347364760318637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=522347364760318637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/522347364760318637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/522347364760318637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/162.html' title='# 162'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SzQuAAbY4HI/AAAAAAAACNk/4Cvj3DnyMKE/s72-c/IMG_9922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-5937987319299351067</id><published>2009-12-20T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T07:16:28.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 161</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sy4yokaSiRI/AAAAAAAACNc/TmET6efh1jo/s320/samsung-omnia-2-ii-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417323074323384594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I finally got this handphone which I've been eyeing for quite some time! I wanted HTC Tattoo, but most of the shops I've been to weren't selling. So, I just got this instead. Thanks to my beloved father, who kept his promise about him getting a new phone for me if I did well for the major exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm feeling so tired right now. My neck's aching pretty bad. My parents and grandmother just returned from Batam. They went there with the rest of my relatives. Yesterday, only left me and my brother at home. I was working in the afternoon and my shift ended in the evening. After work, I went around the mall to get a new phone all by myself. Since my father wasn't in Singapore, he left me his ATM card and asked me to buy it myself. Then, I bought dinner for myself and my cousin, who was all alone at her home. I went to her place and watched Paranormal Activity while accompanying her till almost midnight. Last night was so cold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I did nothing much. I cooked spicy baked beans for breakfast and then went to the mall with my brother to buy some food for dinner. I spent the whole day sleeping and watching the Scorpions DVD which I borrowed from Love. I feel so exhausted! I got nothing more to say since my mind's completely blank right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-5937987319299351067?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5937987319299351067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=5937987319299351067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5937987319299351067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5937987319299351067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/161_20.html' title='# 161'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sy4yokaSiRI/AAAAAAAACNc/TmET6efh1jo/s72-c/samsung-omnia-2-ii-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-4088894896482848928</id><published>2009-12-18T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T07:43:26.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 160</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyuizCToeLI/AAAAAAAACNU/CrAmvMRO4LA/s1600-h/N-level+result.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyuizCToeLI/AAAAAAAACNU/CrAmvMRO4LA/s320/N-level+result.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416601974519396530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;{Click to enlarge}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God answered my prayers. I didn't know that I could make it. Seriously, I thought I couldn't make it because of my Mathematics. Looking at the result slip and saw the word 'promoted' made me scream out loud. I was over the moon. No words could describe the feeling. I was speechless. Seeing my friends, especially my best friends who got promoted too, made me feel even happier. We're going back to school together as secondary five students next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was at the edge of the seat when I was about to receive the exam slip. I trembled like shit. It was a good experience though! What made me even happier was when I got to know that I got top in class and my EMB3 is 12 points. Praise to God. I'm so thankful to him. Thanks for all of your prayers, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-4088894896482848928?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4088894896482848928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4088894896482848928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4088894896482848928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4088894896482848928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/160.html' title='# 160'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyuizCToeLI/AAAAAAAACNU/CrAmvMRO4LA/s72-c/N-level+result.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-7209235676522579470</id><published>2009-12-18T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:49:05.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 159</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sypip09hdSI/AAAAAAAACL0/WsSirA9QifU/s320/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416249972597290274" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's an hour past midnight and left only &lt;b&gt;thirteen hours&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;God knows how nervous I am right now. Whenever I imagine how situation's going to turn out in the hall later on, my heart beats so fast. I finally prayed and of course, I did pray for an amazing result. I hope I'll meet the criteria for the next level. God willing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some has seen how hard I've studied and some has seen how tired I was after sleeping only an hour in a day. Some has seen how stressed I was and some has seen how I spent the days and nights. I seriously hope that my effort will not go to waste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even&lt;b&gt; if&lt;/b&gt; I couldn't make it, I still have my back-up plan. On a second thought, I just want to get to the next level so that I don't have to waste hundreds of dollars for the plan. One thing that worries me most is still bothering me. I just don't want to disappoint my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fortunately, my parents are fine with my back-up plan. But you know, I rather study in Springfield. It saves a lot of money. There's nothing else I can do for now. I just wish for the best. I studied hard for all of the papers and now, the rest is up to God. Whether he wants to give me good news or bad news, it's up to him. Let's just hope for the best. Anyway, thanks for all the best wishes. All the best to everyone who'll be receiving the results later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyplU3gcTvI/AAAAAAAACMk/YLDSs1Eg2fA/s320/IMG_9969.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416252911038254834" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, I got to meet my two lovely ladies after all. I met Issha at the interchange first before taking a train to City Hall. We went off to Peninsula first as I wanted to get some tops and badges before going to Marina Square to have lunch at Breeks (like finally)! I ate mayonnaise and I guess it's an amazing achievement for me. Seriously, mayonnaise tastes so bad and sour. I'll never like it. Never! We then took a cab to Far East Plaza to meet the other lady. We thought of going to Mango as it was having sale. In the end, a few seconds after we stepped into the shop, we quickly went out as it was so crowded. So, we just walked around the area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm too lazy to elaborate actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Something then came up. I had to go home early on that night. I was supposed to go to my aunt's place, but I was told not to at a very last minute. I went home and was surprised to see my grandmother. She was so sick. She spoke so weirdly. She asked whose bed she was lying on and whose room was she in. Also, she even asked whether she was lying down on the mattress or on the bed. I felt so depressed last night and it was the worst feeling ever! I couldn't see her in pain and she barely move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Things were in a mess. I was so fucked up for real last night. I don't know who the hell I was mad at. I just felt so fucked up. My grandmother wanted to go to the toilet and she was making everyone in a rush. Like I've said, she was so weak. She was like a puppet without any master controlling her movements. We had to use my chair with wheels to bring her to the toilet and she was so damn heavy, I tell you. Looking at my mother carrying my grandmother to the toilet, made her sit on the toilet bowl and cleaned her after that, made me cry. My mother did most of the job and I was sitting on the sofa in the living room doing absolutely nothing. I wanted to help her, but I couldn't see my grandmother in pain. I was too scared and weak. My relatives came and brought her to the hospital. I was alone with my brother at home. I stayed up and waited for everyone. I missed my grandmother at that point of moment. Thank God, she finally came home. She was feeling a lot better and I even asked her to dance. She did! So cute of her. Her sugar level was low. She's fine now and I'm so glad about it! Alright, time to go! I'll update more soon! Good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyplWUwyZNI/AAAAAAAACNE/bBRvIdTHdPg/s320/IMG_9919.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416252936071308498" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyplV3bkrSI/AAAAAAAACM8/oTD3X2EOzPg/s320/IMG_9940.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416252928197700898" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyplVk6CKVI/AAAAAAAACM0/BKdYg9_tjQY/s320/IMG_9943.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416252923225188690" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SypkDg14z6I/AAAAAAAACME/Ku1gJfUVugM/s320/IMG_9992.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416251513384783778" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SypkDPAQGUI/AAAAAAAACL8/Qqp7qG3UAUQ/s320/IMG_9995.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416251508596414786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-7209235676522579470?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7209235676522579470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=7209235676522579470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7209235676522579470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7209235676522579470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/159.html' title='# 159'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sypip09hdSI/AAAAAAAACL0/WsSirA9QifU/s72-c/IMG_0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1657901223230467385</id><published>2009-12-13T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:24:26.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 158</title><content type='html'>Last week, I was walking around town when I got a text message saying that...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:35;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lamb of God&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;is coming to Singapore in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;April 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How fucking excited I was and I need to save up some cash for this. Good thing that it will be held at Downtown East. Perhaps I'll be going for the package. Let's see how things go. I'm so looking forward for this. April, come faster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Click to enlarge}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyTAoRbOIAI/AAAAAAAACLs/GKVCp0kT91o/s1600-h/LOG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyTAoRbOIAI/AAAAAAAACLs/GKVCp0kT91o/s320/LOG.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414664450111053826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyTAoO2FqcI/AAAAAAAACLk/HEeAi3vT6ms/s1600-h/LOG+ll.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyTAoO2FqcI/AAAAAAAACLk/HEeAi3vT6ms/s320/LOG+ll.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414664449418439106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1657901223230467385?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1657901223230467385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1657901223230467385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1657901223230467385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1657901223230467385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/158.html' title='# 158'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyTAoRbOIAI/AAAAAAAACLs/GKVCp0kT91o/s72-c/LOG.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-7490494474194741796</id><published>2009-12-13T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:04:00.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 157</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SySzZJlN5uI/AAAAAAAACK8/aIZMBYYKqTs/s320/IMG_9201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414649896656299746" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many things happened today and at the same time, I feel so happy! I met love at the interchange first before taking a bus to my workplace. Once we reached there, I decided to see my friend who's working in a saloon on the same level as me. He was busy, so, we went to sit outside first while waiting for my other friend. Then, I went to work together with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I decided to check the roster before going to the storeroom. I was so shocked, knowing that my name wasn't there. I remember checking the roster few days back (I think) and I was so sure that my name was on today's slot. Oh well, on a brighter side, I didn't have to work! I asked one of the seniors to double-check for me and he was pretty sure that I was not working today. I quickly called love to wait for me and bought the bodysuit which I've been eyeing on. I decided to give my friends who are working at other places a surprise visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went to the basement to look for Chris, who's working at Swensen's. He was very busy at first and finally, he went to serve the customers at the entrance. He looked blur when he saw me. Maybe because he couldn't recognize me at first. The last time I met him was in June. It was pretty sweet of him to give me a free cup of ice-cream. I didn't have the chance to have a long conversation with him since he was so busy serving the customers. So, I just went off and looked for my other friend, Anwar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After working for more than a month over there, I just realized today that his workplace was so near to mine. I've been walking past his place sometimes, not knowing that he's working there. Love and I waited for him just outside the saloon before going outside. Finally, he had his smoking break and we chatted for a while before going on our separate ways. It felt so good to meet some friends which I've not seen for quite some time. We headed back home since I'll be going out with my parents later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyPfzFFg2tI/AAAAAAAACKs/EKjxi5BKGB4/s320/IMG_9876.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414417245661092562" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Friday, we had an outing to East Coast Park and ate at the hawker centre. I met the two girls who live near to my house and took a bus to interchange to meet the rest. We went to East Coast and met the boys at McDonald's. We walked (for I don't know how long) to the hawker centre. The weather was like in Australia. Seriously! The sky, sand and the sea. I got no idea when was the last time since I last went there. Seeing the jetty makes me miss fishing over there. We had a great time eating and we ordered three different dishes. We took pictures by the lake before I had to go off during dusk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyPa3FG7GOI/AAAAAAAACKc/ig1YA3X4mlw/s320/IMG_9672.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414411816828344546" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyPa2t3L-5I/AAAAAAAACKU/WgKVlRi072o/s320/IMG_9699.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414411810588326802" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyPM3ox4_LI/AAAAAAAACGE/1yymIFZ87Po/s320/IMG_9911.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414396433241013426" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SyPM3ficYiI/AAAAAAAACF8/1fRbdIaivf4/s320/IMG_9912.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414396430760305186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-7490494474194741796?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7490494474194741796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=7490494474194741796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7490494474194741796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7490494474194741796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/157.html' title='# 157'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SySzZJlN5uI/AAAAAAAACK8/aIZMBYYKqTs/s72-c/IMG_9201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1227394394020182293</id><published>2009-12-09T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T08:56:45.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 156</title><content type='html'>Last night,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:35;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I saw a shooting star!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so beautiful.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:35;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll be working for 9 hours.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1227394394020182293?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1227394394020182293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1227394394020182293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1227394394020182293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1227394394020182293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/156.html' title='# 156'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-523657997542518419</id><published>2009-12-04T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:21:15.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 155</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxfsKhsQBnI/AAAAAAAACFU/AbDPzyOaZjI/s320/IMG_9306.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411053142895756914" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I changed my mind. I'll update now. I'm not sleepy yet as my coughs are keeping me awake. Damn it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having a picnic with the girls is just the greatest thing. As usual, they would share jokes among ourselves. I just love everything which happened on the day. The flag pole joke, a friend of mine who was so worried about her card and so many other things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Early in the morning, my mother helped me to buy potatoes so that I could make Shepherd's pie for them. I woke up and realized that my mother boiled the potatoes already. She was supposed to peel off the potatoes' skin first, but it was still sweet of her to buy the potatoes and boil them for me. The pie turned out great and I hope my girls loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was drizzling on that day, but it didn't stop us from going to the Botanic Gardens. We took a train to town and took a bus to the garden. We had a difficult time deciding on where to settle down. In the end, we went to Symphony Lake and had our picnic under the shelter. I was so starving and when the food went down to my stomach, the feeling was amazing. We had sandwiches, brownies, some korean food, fried rice and ball-like shaped banana fritters? I'm still craving for those sandwiches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also fed the fishes and turtles! Looking at those turtles reminded me of Ringo and Austin, my dead baby turtles. Anyway, while making our way back to the Swan Lake, we came across a squirrel, which was about to die. It was lying down on the grass and it was such a pretty sight. I totally got no idea what happened to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We took some pictures at the Swan Lake before taking a bus to the train station. We went to Clarke Quay to sit by the river. That place reminded me of my boyfriend and I on our first date. How sweet! It brought so many memories. We decided to go back to our house area to slack over there instead of Clarke Quay. Alright, so that was what happened on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got to go! 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxfibYhHijI/AAAAAAAACCo/pFbc-fS2iW4/s320/IMG_9571.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411042437374642738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-523657997542518419?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/523657997542518419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=523657997542518419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/523657997542518419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/523657997542518419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/155.html' title='# 155'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxfsKhsQBnI/AAAAAAAACFU/AbDPzyOaZjI/s72-c/IMG_9306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1327737864382763663</id><published>2009-12-04T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:47:09.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 154</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxfolzFjn1I/AAAAAAAACEs/WE2jUVTGzbY/s320/IMG_9240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411049213375258450" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was about to update about the outing to the Botanic Gardens, but I need to go off soon as I have to wake up during dawn later on before going to work. Man, I hate the morning shift. Anyway, I've uploaded the pictures and the post has been successfully saved as draft. I'll do the story-telling most probably after I come back from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girls, I still have 160 pictures left to be uploaded. The pictures are pretty big in size and 20 pictures already take about half an hour to be uploaded. In the mean time, you may check the rest of the pictures on my Multiply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alright, better get going now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1327737864382763663?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1327737864382763663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1327737864382763663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1327737864382763663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1327737864382763663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/154.html' title='# 154'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxfolzFjn1I/AAAAAAAACEs/WE2jUVTGzbY/s72-c/IMG_9240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-558861748821976007</id><published>2009-12-01T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:05:36.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 153</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxU90w4Y_SI/AAAAAAAACCg/MDxtKl8bZ0g/s320/241020092668.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410298504039431458" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Happy 1st month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love you!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'century gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-558861748821976007?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/558861748821976007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=558861748821976007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/558861748821976007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/558861748821976007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/12/153.html' title='# 153'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxU90w4Y_SI/AAAAAAAACCg/MDxtKl8bZ0g/s72-c/241020092668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-5197480512244867740</id><published>2009-11-29T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:19:47.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 152</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFRuQo7RrI/AAAAAAAACCY/ZJmqv30lvS4/s320/IMG_9202.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409194482631132850" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rock and Metal Mania mini concert, just two words; &lt;b&gt;fucking awesome&lt;/b&gt;!!!!! The concert was indeed a successful one and all the performers put on a great show. At first, I thought it was going to be boring, but things got even better as time passed. I had so much fun as the bands covered songs from my favorite bands like Iron Maiden, Black Sabbath, Stratovarius and Sonata Arctica! See? That's the main reason why I enjoyed the whole show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some people in the auditorium were so supportive. Even a small chubby girl and I got no idea how old is she, went to the stage to headbang with her mother while supporting her father. She was so, so, so adorable! The show was a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just love the last part! All of the bands went up to the stage and sang Heaven and Hell together. It was hell chaotic and it was just so entertaining! I'll never forget this. The most awesome mini concert ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, I shall make a move now. My legs and neck are aching pretty badly and my back's giving me problems again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockvival!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFO1CwAJEI/AAAAAAAACCI/BBySQLa8Evk/s320/IMG_9095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409191300626916418" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFO023iAVI/AAAAAAAACCA/mJeTTa364jc/s320/IMG_9101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409191297437270354" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFO0WWdEII/AAAAAAAACB4/0cQBxP29oOg/s320/IMG_9104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409191288708599938" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFOz_VSmTI/AAAAAAAACBw/99cTEjkF5Mk/s320/IMG_9105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409191282529704242" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kanker!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFNm9uwo2I/AAAAAAAACBo/vSI-rSCW_hI/s320/IMG_9106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409189959249732450" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFNmXgYsiI/AAAAAAAACBg/dXoAWG8lWuM/s320/IMG_9109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409189948988895778" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFNmFsTDDI/AAAAAAAACBY/8sDFa5x65_I/s320/IMG_9111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409189944207019058" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFNlvbuKKI/AAAAAAAACBQ/JpFKpIUSw0s/s320/IMG_9112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409189938231912610" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malex!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFK69563HI/AAAAAAAACBA/mLD4ek5Jo4A/s320/IMG_9135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409187004359040114" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFK791rKaI/AAAAAAAACBI/2QXmPdyPJ4c/s320/IMG_9134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409187021521103266" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFK6CE4qNI/AAAAAAAACA4/bm9YueaUO_E/s320/IMG_9143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409186988298905810" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Trabo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFK5RFp-OI/AAAAAAAACAw/h9jjcozfqgU/s320/IMG_9152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409186975148800226" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFK4oBchJI/AAAAAAAACAo/dsqt4AXouEw/s320/IMG_9155.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409186964125287570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Osairis!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFIggseLmI/AAAAAAAACAg/Tm8G2HVuAxE/s320/IMG_9174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409184350818152034" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFIdHvirhI/AAAAAAAACAA/cKEDKJJvsho/s320/IMG_9193.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409184292580535826" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFHBuga9ZI/AAAAAAAAB_4/0n1i0p7MFY0/s320/IMG_9196.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409182722438133138" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFHBIgsyJI/AAAAAAAAB_w/iH0ly4LqNeI/s320/IMG_9205.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409182712238753938" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-5197480512244867740?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5197480512244867740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=5197480512244867740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5197480512244867740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5197480512244867740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/152.html' title='# 152'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SxFRuQo7RrI/AAAAAAAACCY/ZJmqv30lvS4/s72-c/IMG_9202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1591810958267373555</id><published>2009-11-27T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T07:20:28.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 151</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sw_satfATLI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/qkyZEmBAgQk/s1600/Rock+%26+Metal+Mania+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sw_satfATLI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/qkyZEmBAgQk/s400/Rock+%26+Metal+Mania+2009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408801621125647538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just can't wait for this!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1591810958267373555?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1591810958267373555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1591810958267373555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1591810958267373555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1591810958267373555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/151.html' title='# 151'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sw_satfATLI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/qkyZEmBAgQk/s72-c/Rock+%26+Metal+Mania+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-4124665595940935468</id><published>2009-11-25T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:13:39.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 150</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sw0nUXkgG7I/AAAAAAAAB-8/bFR-TzbTios/s320/IMG_9091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408021958419815346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;got the ticket! Hell yes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I regret. I shouldn't have downloaded the latest Safari web browser. I prefer the old one because the fonts in my blog look pretty, seriously. I tried downloading the older version, but the installation wasn't a successful one. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I've been busy with so many things nowadays. No, I wasn't working. I made some meringue (but it's being called macaroons in Malay) on my own, pineapple tarts and next will be fruit tarts. So, I have so many things to do tomorrow. I need to clean the house first, do the fruit tarts then help my mother and grandmother in the kitchen. I wonder why nowadays I'm interested in preparing my own meals. In simpler words, I'm starting to learn on how to cook. I made scrambled eggs with chillies by the double-boiling method for breakfast and then I cooked spinach soup for lunch. Both did turn out great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm feeling so happy and I can't simply wait for Saturday! I already bought two tickets on Monday for the Rock concert which is going to be held at Tampines East Community Club. It was a good thing that the radio was switched on and I was making my way to the toilet when I heard about it. I didn't get to hear about it that much as there were some drilling sounds coming from the eighth floor. The contractors were drilling the tiles on the floor. That has been the reason why I've been waking up so early in the morning for three days straight. I got to take down the contact number. Unfortunately, I got the numbers wrong. So, I decided to check out the website and then give them a call for enquiries. I bought the tickets around noon and I guess I was the sixth person to buy. God knows how excited I was when I got the tickets at an affordable price!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh my, I've been coughing a lot. Thanks to the sweet meringue, sweet pineapple tarts, sweet strawberry milk and sweet cranberry juice. I wonder when I need to turn up for work. I hope it'll be this Sunday or perhaps next week. Certainly not tomorrow or Saturday! See? I feel like blogging, but I got no idea on what to type next. Tomorrow morning, I'll have to bring my cute grandmother to the fitness corner. Anyway, I better get going. One Piece time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-4124665595940935468?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4124665595940935468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4124665595940935468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4124665595940935468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4124665595940935468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/150.html' title='# 150'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sw0nUXkgG7I/AAAAAAAAB-8/bFR-TzbTios/s72-c/IMG_9091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3562975643516547762</id><published>2009-11-19T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:03:25.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 149</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SwVnDJdXIAI/AAAAAAAAB-0/hIEbGaIWsxE/s320/Pulau+Ubin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405840231504486402" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miss fishing at Pulau Ubin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My whole body is aching. Pretty bad I can say. My thighs, arms, heels, everything! Anyway, working at Cotton On is so exciting! Well, exclude the tiredness of course. My first day of work (which was last Saturday), turned out well. I met the store manager for the first time. I started folding the ones that needed to be placed on the tables when I reached my workplace. I made so many new friends and they're so friendly, seriously. One of them is in Polytechnic while the rest are in Junior College. I've no idea what happened to the boy (he got the same workplace as me) whom I met during the interview. I know that he got hired, but I didn't see him around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At first, things seemed so difficult and luckily, I only needed to fold the clothes. It was quite scary when the customers approached me asking me and that. Since I was new there, I didn't really know about the store. I wasn't really sure where were the leggings, denim jackets and etc being placed. Sometimes, I just pointed out anywhere. I worked until the store closed and went home with the other four new friends. I took the bus which was going back to my place and met love at the interchange. He was outside with his friends when he decided to send me home. Four hours shift isn't that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Tuesday, I had my very first eight hours shift. I left home as early as I could in the morning. I was dumb because I went to queue up at the line where the bus is going to certain places and it's specially for the workers (who work at some warehouse, factories or whatsoever) and the ITE students. I was concentrating on my handphone when I realized that the bus that I was supposed to board left. I was confused at that time because it was my first time experiencing that kind of situation where buses which has similar digits except that the other has an alphabet at the back and both of the bus services are being placed near to one another. That's the perfect reason why I got all mixed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After I realized that I missed the bus, I panicked. I was supposed to meet love before going to work, but since I was already in a rush, I had to go off first. I was going to be late and I didn't bring enough cash. I thought of taking a cab, but in the end, I told my manager about the situation and just took the bus instead. I was only seven minutes late. I made a new friend again on that day and I like her a lot because she's nice. I was glad to hear that she wants to continue studying once she stops working there. She's only nineteen. We were in the storeroom to open the new stocks which just arrived in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For that day, I had to do the fitting room for the first time. I swear I love doing the fitting room rather than doing the merchandise greeting at the front zone or perhaps going around to place the items at their places. Fitting room is the best! But, it can be so tiring as I've to do two things at a time. I've to hang the new stocks and then attend to the customers when they need to change. I'll have to remove the hangers for them, give them the number tag and guide them to the changing room. Afterwards, I've to hang the items which they don't want to purchase. No matter how tiring it can be, I love the fitting room still! Sometimes, the customers even asked for my opinions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had lunch at the hawker centre alone. I wonder where did my 'fear of crowded places' go. It was quite exciting to eat alone. I ordered a plate of black pepper chicken rice and a glass of sugar cane juice. My break lasted for an hour. I went back to my workplace and continue working during the last one hour. I then went to meet love at night and killed the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, the weather was wet. Love decided to send me to work since he finished school early. We took a bus there and got caught in the rain while we were on our way to the mall. It was pretty fun! Anyway, I made two new friends today. One is schooling in an Art school and the other, I'm not sure about him. We did talk when I was in-charge of the fitting room. Four hours only for today. After doing the fitting room, I had to do the front zone. I had to greet the customers and tell them what was on sale, etc. I wasn't good at that and I decided to do the fitting room again while my friend did the front zone. We took turns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this is enough about my work already. I'm so tired! I wonder when I'll get my pay! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3562975643516547762?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3562975643516547762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3562975643516547762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3562975643516547762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3562975643516547762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/149.html' title='# 149'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SwVnDJdXIAI/AAAAAAAAB-0/hIEbGaIWsxE/s72-c/Pulau+Ubin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3518882522140692308</id><published>2009-11-13T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T05:36:14.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 148</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sv1ea_1HoUI/AAAAAAAAB-M/5_zLG14s7MY/s320/Sands_and_Waves_by_real_shots.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403578945818304834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My most awesome picture taken using my 3.2 megapixel handphone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Finally! Finally! Like finally! I'll be working tomorrow! I'm so fucking excited about this. So excited! I was in the shower when I got the call from the store manager. God knows how excited I was! But, it'll only be four hours for tomorrow. I guess it'll be training. From 6 in the afternoon till night. Alright, shall make a move now. I want to go to the four awesome cousins' place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Cotton On, here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3518882522140692308?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3518882522140692308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3518882522140692308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3518882522140692308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3518882522140692308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/148.html' title='# 148'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sv1ea_1HoUI/AAAAAAAAB-M/5_zLG14s7MY/s72-c/Sands_and_Waves_by_real_shots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-6749368392166078038</id><published>2009-11-12T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T04:13:17.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 147</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Svv3CahTmBI/AAAAAAAAB-E/f-QYUxmZjUg/s320/GetAttachment2345.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403183798811858962" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello, earthlings! Sorry for not updating that often. Well, I had so many things to do. Yesterday morning, I woke up so early to go to the airport to send one of our teachers who was going off to China for an immersion program. It was fun going out in the morning with my other two friends. We had breakfast together after that. Today, I went to design some boards with my girl at Starbucks. We then looked around to look for shoes and I had to go off after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, the Malay papers that we sat for were easier than the previous ones. I'm being paranoid because I can't remember whether I've written the question number for the second section. Anyway, after the papers, the four of us went to the mall to print a picture and buy a picture frame. Before boarding the bus, we decided to dare one another to do something ridiculous. It was a funny moment! Anyway, I'm still mad over what happened on that day.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;What a pathetic bunch of arrogant losers. Don't think highly of yourselves and don't ever think that you guys are so much better than anyone else. We're equal, damn it. So what if you people are taking the shorter route? Sometimes, you guys are plain immature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still waiting for my store manager to call me and I've been waiting for more than a week. I got the job, but I've not started working. This is taking forever! I better get going. I want to watch One Piece and then play Grand Theft Auto IV!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tags will be replied soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-6749368392166078038?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6749368392166078038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=6749368392166078038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/6749368392166078038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/6749368392166078038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/147.html' title='# 147'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Svv3CahTmBI/AAAAAAAAB-E/f-QYUxmZjUg/s72-c/GetAttachment2345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1163067716972110567</id><published>2009-11-07T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T07:03:55.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 146</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvWFNCoks5I/AAAAAAAAB98/wtQZ7tX23vk/s320/GetAttachmentbhg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401369787192619922" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Man, I just came back from jogging with my awesome cousins! It was a last minute plan. They asked me along and so, I decided to join them since I was doing nothing interesting at that moment. I was at their place after going to the library to borrow some books to prepare myself for the papers. In the end, I wasn't allowed to borrow the books since I have fines to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, something happened when I was at the entrance of the library. I swear I felt like cursing that lady. I was about to enter when I decided to look back quickly to look for a flyer at the section for Art events. It only took a few seconds. I ended up bumping into her and I did apologize. I hit something which was inside the plastic bag she was carrying. She stopped and gave me the cold shoulders. She then said in broken English, "Have your down there" while pointing her index finger to the floor. I guess she was trying to say "Where were you looking instead of the floor?". That pissed me off. It was a good thing that I apologized to her and yet she wanted to quarrel with me. So, I told her, "Hey, I already apologized and I was looking for something. Fuck!". She stared at me and walked away. Luckily I didn't curse her to die a horrible death. Hey, I was kind enough to stop and apologize instead of walking away just like that! She should be thankful! I'm still mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, my contact lens which I ordered online finally arrived! It's nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I should go now and watch One Piece. Tomorrow, I'll be meeting an old friend of mine and we'll be having lunch at Popeye's! It'll be my first time eating there. I heard that the food there are nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I had dinner with my girl and after that, I had a long conversation with the another girl. Meeting two girls in one night was just the greatest thing. How I miss them terribly. I can't wait for Wednesday and Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1163067716972110567?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1163067716972110567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1163067716972110567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1163067716972110567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1163067716972110567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/146.html' title='# 146'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvWFNCoks5I/AAAAAAAAB98/wtQZ7tX23vk/s72-c/GetAttachmentbhg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-4928903491845902866</id><published>2009-11-05T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T03:08:38.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 145</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm all alone in this computer lab and I keep hearing weird noises. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-4928903491845902866?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4928903491845902866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4928903491845902866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4928903491845902866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4928903491845902866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/145.html' title='# 145'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-7323646757005861009</id><published>2009-11-05T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:38:06.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 144</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm pretty bored right now. Since I've received some old and new pictures from my favorite teacher, I would like to upload some of them here. Have fun looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;econdary one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvGmJwEAR6I/AAAAAAAAB7k/PLl0rrQMoMI/s320/2006+Jan+Sec+1+Team+Challenge+(33).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400280114644666274" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January:&lt;/span&gt; First month of year 2006! It was taken on the day we had Team Challenge. I participated in the netball challenge. I felt kind of awkward in January since we only knew each other. It was pretty sweet when I got to learn about every of my new friends in school. Man, I miss those times. I also had an experience of designing the class shirt for the very first time. The class was known for the bad things we had done towards the teachers. I remember that the boys locked the doors so that our Science teacher couldn't enter the class. Yes, he sulked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvGmIxr3VoI/AAAAAAAAB7M/BtTW_slSwwI/s320/2007+Bedok+Res+Run+Apr+13+Cam+2+(145).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400280097900418690" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;April:&lt;/span&gt; Bedok Reservoir run! I looked so different in this picture! I can't stop laughing at this. Anyway, I guess it was raining at that time and we were caught in the rain while running. We looked wet. Maybe we did get caught in the rain or were we just perspiring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvGmKBSlSxI/AAAAAAAAB7s/1Vu9aemCgBE/s320/2006+Aug+8+National+Day+C1+(53).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400280119269214994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August:&lt;/span&gt; It was on National Day eve. I can't really recall what we actually did on that day. In this picture, maybe it was taken during the national anthem? I don't know? Or maybe we were about to sing the National Day songs. I looked funny and I wonder why I was staring at my friend beside me. My most favorite picture. I can't tell you why just in case someone finds out that I'm posting this picture here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvGmJV5x_xI/AAAAAAAAB7U/OLMjmZVKq8o/s320/2006+Oct+25+Sec+1+Food+Fest+(26).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400280107622465298" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;October:&lt;/span&gt; Food Festival for our level! The muffins look delicious in the picture. I miss cooking in the kitchen. I miss sharing the food my partner and I cooked together. I don't remember who was my partner. Since I'm an Art student, it has been two years since I last stepped into the kitchen. It was fun listening to the teacher's guide on how to cook and we had to sit on the floor while waiting for further instructions. I used to love practical (which only happened on alternate weeks, was it?). Cleaning the kitchen table after cooking was never the fun part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Secondary two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvGuiWArZKI/AAAAAAAAB8U/t7XZIen3sDw/s320/2007+Sports+Day+Mar+08+Cam+2+(10).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400289333241144482" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;March:&lt;/span&gt; Sports Day! Also, my second year in Springfield. Our ties with one another were even closer. Did I participate in any of the events? I can't really remember. That year, I started to love my classmates and I was unhappy at the end of the year as we were going to different classes. I remember that my class was pretty mean. I guess we were the only ones who wore pink class shirts for the event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvGnYI_h8vI/AAAAAAAAB8E/EETgL0uTPv0/s320/2007+Mar+Annual+Camp+(78).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400281461366584050" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;March:&lt;/span&gt; I swear I looked like a small kid. The way I smiled and my short hair. I had an annual camp during the holidays and I was in NPCC. This picture was taken during the prize-giving ceremony and my team won a prize. We had to come up with a cheer for campfire. We had to do on ourselves since one of our seniors wasn't feeling quite well (I think) and he was happy that we put in a lot of effort. Our team name was 'Jazz'. Some of us danced like lunatics and everyone was in a great spirit. Maybe that was why we won the first prize. I can still remember all the sweet moments we shared with the seniors. I wonder how are they doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvGnXx1XqgI/AAAAAAAAB78/DHQZRpCNLl0/s320/2007+NDP+Aug+8+07+C5+(151).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400281455149951490" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;August:&lt;/span&gt; My second year of celebrating National Day with Springfield. It was a sunny morning and almost everyone used the book given to cover their faces. I can see my best friend singing with her mouth wide open. So adorable! I was smiling at the book and singing to my heart's content. Now where did the other two girls from my class go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvGnXaoq6WI/AAAAAAAAB70/k6H4uGLkIg8/s320/2007+Post+Exam,+Pet+Rockets+Oct+24+07+(352).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400281448922671458" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;October:&lt;/span&gt; This was after the exams. A post-exam activity (Pet Rockets). I partnered up with the first secondary school friend in front of me. I can still remember clearly how she made friends with me on the first day of school in class. So sweet! The activity wasn't quite fun but, I did have fun after all. I don't remember which class won. Was it our class?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;econdary thre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvG1VHor5tI/AAAAAAAAB88/WnSLL3hd70o/s320/2008+May+22+2008+Meet+The+Parents+wk+(20).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296802625513170" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;May:&lt;/span&gt; Meet-the-parents session. My first year with my new class. Well, we weren't that close at first. In this picture, we had a special guest from the other class! The talk was so boring and I think it was about the national exams. Nothing interesting to elaborate about that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvG1TFDI5OI/AAAAAAAAB8c/THFWjN1zSSE/s320/2008+Aug+7++PENS+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296767571420386" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;August:&lt;/span&gt; I think this was the year when we got close to Mr Kok. We wrote something for him to remind of us and drew some nonsensical cartoons of him. He even pasted whatever we did for him on the walls in his office. Isn't that sweet? Speaking of him, the four of us will be visiting him later on. I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvG1T0vF8AI/AAAAAAAAB8k/70SAs0DSpTE/s320/2008+Aug+8+Nat+Day+Celeb+C1+(201).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296780372242434" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;August:&lt;/span&gt; The girl on my right looks funny here. This was on National Day eve. I think last year's celebration was so much better than this year. I remember the girls and I went to the hall to see the preparation few days before National Day and we sang the songs loudly like no one's business. Hell fun, I tell you. Unfortunately, I had a sore throat after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvG1UI4WAfI/AAAAAAAAB8s/ALX7J0Ewk9c/s320/2008+Aug+16+Guiness+World+Rec+-+SittingC2+(13).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296785779753458" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;August:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, August again. This was when many students from different schools came to Springfield to break the record and enter the book of Guiness World Record. That was what I heard. I didn't participate as I wasn't interested. I was only interested in taking pictures of the event and going around being such a busybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvG1UnjGJ3I/AAAAAAAAB80/bsWZ4dxPvTc/s320/2008+Aug+28+Team+Challenge+C1+(4).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296794012133234" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;August:&lt;/span&gt; Twelve days after the Guiness World Record event, Team Challenge! My classmates and I were supposed to take part in the netball challenge, but we were eliminated since a few of our team mates didn't turn up. That was what actually happened, I guess? My memory's pretty bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Secondary four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvHRW9NtcRI/AAAAAAAAB9c/ZIqa1R5xdjc/s320/2009+Jan+9+CCA+Orientation+wah+(106).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327620513329426" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;CCA Orientation! Finally, we got the chance to be in-charge of the booths since we're already seniors. Pretty amazing experience. We had to introduce our CCAs to the newcomers. It was kind of tiring since we had to go around looking for victims and asked them to join us. We did so many things on that day. In 2006, I was being asked by so many seniors to join their CCA and this year, I got to experience what the seniors experienced back then. The small kids were so cute and cheeky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvHMvZ8DPOI/AAAAAAAAB9E/GLJiKZ6WfCU/s320/2009+Feb+6+Meet+the+Parents+(134).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400322542982610146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;February: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Meet-the-parents session again. This year's of course. My friend looked blur here and I was happily talking to my favorite form-teacher. Actually, I didn't know that I did attend the session. I feel like it didn't happen at all. I'm starting to miss all of my teachers. You know, I still miss their teachings and I seriously miss my classroom. I can't wait for the day when we'll get our results in mid December. I better hope and start praying for good results. I've been dreaming twice about my results and it turned out that I failed. So, I hope it'll happen in the opposite way in reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvHMv_gPZyI/AAAAAAAAB9M/jDS8JU3Scnw/s320/2009+Feb+13+Civil+Def+Day+-+Fire+Dril+(43).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400322553066514210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;February:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Civil Defence Day. Fire drill practice. It was such a bore. We did get to waste some time! This year, I got to communicate more with my classmates. They aren't that bad after all. Well, nothing much to say about Civil Defence Day. Did we have plain porridge during recess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvHMwdJtzLI/AAAAAAAAB9U/h7kFI4KvTPA/s320/2009+Feb+27+Sec+4+%26+5+Team+Challenge+(13).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400322561025100978" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;February:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Two weeks after Civil Defence Day. Team Challenge for the upper secondary students. This time round, we entered the floorball challenge and a good friend of ours joined us. She's pretty good actually. I remember bumping into her while chasing the ball and both of us hit each other hard and fell to the ground. We won either first or second. I have the medal but I'm too lazy to go look for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvHRXcfdu0I/AAAAAAAAB9k/d4iywOk6_54/s320/2009+Mar+31+Sports+Day+Liana+(170).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327628909296450" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;March:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; This year's Sports Day was a blast though I didn't get to participate in any of the events since I just recovered from the pain I had after the accident. While the others were busy cheering for those who were taking part in the tug-of-war, I was there at the back being a busybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvHTDmXrR_I/AAAAAAAAB9s/QkfKkfJOUw8/s320/2009+Sept+24+Graduation+Day+Class+of+2009+wk+(105).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400329486986856434" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;September: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Lastly, Graduation Day (which I didn't looking forward to). I got to make a speech on that special day and I was happy about it. I dared myself to speak in front of the big crowd and thank God, everything went smoothly. I actually prepared some tissue papers in my pocket just in case I would cry. Fortunately, I didn't. Maybe because I was so freaking nervous at that point of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvHTEdue3nI/AAAAAAAAB90/yUg2Sll7ZH4/s320/Sept+24+Graduation+Day+Class+of+2009+wk+(346).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400329501846462066" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;September:&lt;/span&gt; My face looks so funny! I was trying my best to smile for the camera but I couldn't hold back my tears. I was smiling and was about to cry. So, I looked funny! I simply hate Graduation Day. I do miss my classmates still and those good times we had together in class. The last few days were so memorable and those days were well-spent though all of us were busy studying for the upcoming papers. I wonder when's our class outing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Alright, that's all for this post. I better get going and get some sleep as I need to wake up early and go back to school later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-7323646757005861009?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7323646757005861009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=7323646757005861009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7323646757005861009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7323646757005861009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/144_04.html' title='# 144'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvGmJwEAR6I/AAAAAAAAB7k/PLl0rrQMoMI/s72-c/2006+Jan+Sec+1+Team+Challenge+(33).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1692715250523569130</id><published>2009-11-04T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T05:24:13.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 143</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvEp_zsBpHI/AAAAAAAAB6E/9VatRA5r_Dw/s320/GetAttachment34.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400143604377298034" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like I've promised. Here goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Sunday, we were supposed to meet up at City Hall. This guy here took a very long time to prepare himself. He told me not to change first till he called me. I wasn't patient at that point of moment and so, I tried to call him, but he didn't answer my calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, I got to know that he was at my void deck. I had to go down to take something from him and I was still in my home clothes. Well, his purpose was to pass me the present (which he told me to not open first till at the end of our date) and go to City Hall together. I went up to keep the present and changed. The both of us changed our minds and decided to go to Golden Village at Vivo City first and bought our tickets to Jennifer's Body. We thought of eating at Harbourfront's Breeks, but I changed my mind. I wanted to see the lady, Grace, who works at where I used to go with my girl (I've yet to go there with her soon!). So, we took a train to City Hall and walked to Marina and had our dinner at Breeks. After dinner, we went back to Vivo City to catch our movie. That show's quite gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, on that day, he wore a black ring which has our names on it. I asked, "Where's mine?" and he said that he didn't have it with him. I wore his instead and it didn't fit me well. I decided to return it to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to the story. After the show, we spent the time by taking some pictures at the open space. The place was quite empty since it was a Sunday night. We made a move since it was already late at night. He sent me home and I reached home almost midnight. Then, I quickly went to my room because I couldn't wait to unwrap the present he gave me earlier on. I was pretty shocked when I saw a ring in the heart-shaped box being placed between two teddy bears in a big box. It was so, so sweet! There was also a card which says "I love you, more than words can say, more and more each day, with all my heart, we'll never be apart" and it was hanging outside the box. *sniffs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sent him a message to tell him how happy I was when I saw the ring. He asked me whether I was wearing the ring already and I said yes. Then, he confessed and asked me to go steady with him. I was so fucking over the moon and of course, I accepted. So, I hope this relationship will last long and be even more serious. God willing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvEyQ5RGLLI/AAAAAAAAB7E/meSxOWHyxH4/s320/IMG_8990.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400152694025759922" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvEyQlqSLNI/AAAAAAAAB68/mFX0rPwjSLo/s320/IMG_8991.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400152688762694866" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvEyQQepj4I/AAAAAAAAB60/C3PVqMVgtck/s320/IMG_8992.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400152683076751234" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvEwpvwJtsI/AAAAAAAAB6k/cws8NHoK9lU/s320/IMG_9005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400150921945134786" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvEwpdw_fZI/AAAAAAAAB6c/SYn6x46Kiss/s320/IMG_9073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400150917116820882" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvEwom9v53I/AAAAAAAAB6U/ma4ACqMo2kg/s320/IMG_9074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400150902406375282" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvEwoMT3wwI/AAAAAAAAB6M/hB-u7g6N2No/s320/IMG_9080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400150895251407618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1692715250523569130?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1692715250523569130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1692715250523569130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1692715250523569130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1692715250523569130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/143_03.html' title='# 143'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvEp_zsBpHI/AAAAAAAAB6E/9VatRA5r_Dw/s72-c/GetAttachment34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-5471601769136110959</id><published>2009-11-03T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:19:25.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 142</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvBKiS2uMoI/AAAAAAAAB5c/GGrnVuoDJ1w/s320/si+giler.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399897906254590594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello, hello. Sorry for not updating that often like I used to. In the past, I could even publish up to two posts in a day. Since my laptop's back to normal, I'm still excited about it that I've to keep watching One Piece every single time I switch it on. I could watch almost ten episodes in a single day. Now, I can't possibly watch an episode because my mother will start to nag if she finds out that I'm still wasting my time watching that anime. She said that I could do something even better. Like what? Studying? Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess I'll move the laptop back to my room instead of placing it on this dining table in the living room. You know, I need some privacy so that I can do whatever I want and watch as many episodes as I can. *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I've not started working yet. Yesterday, I sent a message to the guy whom interviewed and hired me. I asked when will my store manager call me and he replied, "Within these few days". I'm still waiting patiently. I'm pretty much tired staying at home doing nothing. It feels amazing when I get to step out of this house like going to the shop to buy drinks or meeting my best friend to have a nice chat. Going to the nearest place still makes me happy. I can't wait for this Thursday! I'll be going back to school with the other three girls to pay our boyfriend (who sits in the computer lab) a visit! Who knows I could also bump into Mr Chucky? I want the class photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You want to know what happened on the first of November and how we got together? Find out soon. I guess I'll publish about it either later or in the afternoon. Since my parents have gone to bed, here's my chance to watch One Piece. Good night, everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, thanks for all the well-wishes, loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-5471601769136110959?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5471601769136110959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=5471601769136110959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5471601769136110959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/5471601769136110959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/144.html' title='# 142'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SvBKiS2uMoI/AAAAAAAAB5c/GGrnVuoDJ1w/s72-c/si+giler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3777573584218342447</id><published>2009-11-02T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:33:52.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 141</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Su5dkg7fR_I/AAAAAAAAB5U/H1zSirLhm8c/s320/IMG_8999.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399355885159925746" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;01.11.09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:'century gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3777573584218342447?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3777573584218342447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3777573584218342447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3777573584218342447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3777573584218342447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/143.html' title='# 141'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Su5dkg7fR_I/AAAAAAAAB5U/H1zSirLhm8c/s72-c/IMG_8999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-2143706318434538580</id><published>2009-10-30T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:02:04.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 140</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sur6EWs672I/AAAAAAAAB5M/i7UK5SiFn1U/s320/DSC-0973.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398402056077373282" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm waiting patiently for my dear friend to give me a call. We're supposed to meet up around this time as I need to take something from him. I got this feeling that we're not going to meet up. What's taking the other person so long? I want to step out of this house and get some fresh and breezy air outside. I didn't go out the whole day and all I did was lazing around like a couch potato. For the first time in my entire life, I took a shower just an hour before dusk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm definitely not sleepy. I slept and woke up early in the morning thanks to my form teacher who wanted to inform me about the class photos which has arrived. I thought my phone was on silent mode and my message tone gave me a great shock. Since I couldn't go back to sleep, I switched on my laptop instead. Now I remember that I haven't watched One Piece. After that, I played the two missions (Grand Theft Auto IV) which I kept failing to complete and again, I did fail. One is a race, which I've to be in the first place. I always got second. The traffic and the routes are so annoying! I hate it when it comes to making a turn. After playing that game, I decided to hit the sack again and I had three weird dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my. I'm still thinking on what to type next. See? Nothing's interesting when you're at home. Well, it depends. Anyway, I'll make a move now. I guess I'll catch an episode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-2143706318434538580?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2143706318434538580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=2143706318434538580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2143706318434538580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2143706318434538580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/10/142.html' title='# 140'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sur6EWs672I/AAAAAAAAB5M/i7UK5SiFn1U/s72-c/DSC-0973.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-4910239541199155894</id><published>2009-10-29T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:01:51.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 139</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SulG17QbVMI/AAAAAAAAB5E/Gsq214AKlso/s320/Flying_Back_Home_by_real_shots.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397923520633853122" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss taking beautiful pictures like this&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hell yes, I can use the internet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm finally back! My laptop's back to normal. Well, the laptop is always normal. The cable was the cause of the problem. After calling two technicians to come over to my place, everything is finally over! I thought I had to call another technician if this technician who came just now, couldn't find the cause. I'm so, so fucking happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been doing so many things just to kill the boredom nowadays like playing Grand Theft Auto IV for hours, sleeping and doing absolutely nothing interesting. Now that I can use the internet, I want to face the screen and watch One Piece! You don't know how badly I missed that show. Now I forget which episode I stopped at. I can't wait to start working on the first week of November! Yes, I got a job at Cotton On! Guess which mall I'll be working at? The answer is: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go find out yourself mall&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many things did happen and I guess there are too many of them for me to type down. I'm too excited for everything! I just want you all to know that I'm finally back. Now that I can update anytime I want. Okay, One Piece now. I'll reply your tags soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-4910239541199155894?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4910239541199155894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4910239541199155894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4910239541199155894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4910239541199155894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/10/141.html' title='# 139'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SulG17QbVMI/AAAAAAAAB5E/Gsq214AKlso/s72-c/Flying_Back_Home_by_real_shots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1496652073027380400</id><published>2009-10-20T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:01:34.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 138</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394536444146659090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/St0-UIFCrxI/AAAAAAAAB4M/LMR85EYkLRs/s320/IMG-8783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally, I have the chance to update. As you can see, I'm still having some connection problems back at home. I apologize if anyone thinks that my blog is boring or whatsoever. I'm trying my best to update but the bloody connection's giving me the shits. I've been facing this problem for more than two weeks and I'm still waiting patiently for the technician whom I've called to do his job. He came twice and did whatever he could, but the problem's not yet solved. Tomorrow, he'll come again and hopefully, things will go back to normal. At home, I can't receive any incoming calls. I think the line's related to the internet connection. So, how boring can it gets? No internet connection and no phone line. I only depend on my brother's PS3 games which are completely not my type since I've completed my game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm now in school for a bridging programme. It was boring cause we had to do Social Studies papers. I'm now in the computer lab with the other three girls. I'm still thinking on what to type down next. Anyway, many things happened recently. I guess I didn't have the chance to share thanks to the connection. Damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I go first. We want to make a new video. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1496652073027380400?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1496652073027380400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1496652073027380400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1496652073027380400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1496652073027380400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/10/140.html' title='# 138'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/St0-UIFCrxI/AAAAAAAAB4M/LMR85EYkLRs/s72-c/IMG-8783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-291905973137355531</id><published>2009-10-11T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:01:03.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 137</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391220983711357874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/StF267e_W7I/AAAAAAAAB4E/ZzuVCpd21wg/s320/IMG_8689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally, I have the chance to update. I'm now at the library using my crazy friend's laptop and at the same time, I need to take something from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite some time since I last updated. I was busy preparing for the papers. I'm glad that the papers are finally over. Some of the papers were quite easy. I'm pretty worried about my Maths and Combined Humanities papers only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I won't be updating that often. Not that I'll be busy or what. My laptop at home is having some problems with the connection. Damn it. I miss watching One Piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's the holidays. I don't have any plans for the time being. I don't know whether I should work or not. I'm looking forward for next Friday. I can't tell you what first. I think that's my plan for now, learning something new during the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Alright, I better get going. I'll update once I have the chance to and when my laptop gets back to normal. &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/1471160408513061160-291905973137355531?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/291905973137355531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=291905973137355531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/291905973137355531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/291905973137355531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/10/138.html' title='# 137'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/StF267e_W7I/AAAAAAAAB4E/ZzuVCpd21wg/s72-c/IMG_8689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-2563208248840811717</id><published>2009-10-01T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:20:28.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 136</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SsTL9Co7R1I/AAAAAAAAB30/lNrqvCZjSn0/s320/Blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387655303782942546" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I finally get to update! I've been busy studying nowadays. For five days straight, I've been focusing on my Chemistry only. I've not started anything on History, Physics and Mathematics. For Art, I only have five detailed works and I know that there are many more things to do. I don't know how to manage my time actually. Tomorrow, I'll be coming back to school to consult my Chemistry teacher and I'm still deciding whether I should consult my Art teacher too. Today, I was supposed to meet my Maths teacher for Physics but I overslept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many things happened in the last few days. I guess I'll update about that whenever I have the time. I can't wait for Thursday! It's when I can put all the books aside and enjoy life to the fullest first before I start worrying about the results. That worries me the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I better get going. I want to study. You guess it. Yes, it's Chemistry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, I'll reply your tags soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H.I.A.T.U.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(perhaps until 'N'-level is over)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-2563208248840811717?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2563208248840811717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=2563208248840811717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2563208248840811717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2563208248840811717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/10/135.html' title='# 136'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SsTL9Co7R1I/AAAAAAAAB30/lNrqvCZjSn0/s72-c/Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-203405723488417310</id><published>2009-10-01T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:20:12.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 135</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SsTipUGAHZI/AAAAAAAAB38/NzYXlzij8Sg/s320/IMG_4632.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387680253638352274" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like I've promised, here's the special post for you, love! I'm sorry that I took a long time to wish you here. I was too busy with my studies, you see. I didn't forget my promise which I've promised on your birthday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy twentieth birthday, Khaty! It has been a long time since we last went out together. I miss those times, okay! I'm terribly sorry because I didn't get to celebrate your birthday together as I was busy preparing for my exams. I hope we can go out soon, like really soon! I hope you had fun on your birthday! Stay pretty and happy always. Lastly, always remember that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'll always love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even though we're far apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-203405723488417310?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/203405723488417310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=203405723488417310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/203405723488417310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/203405723488417310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/10/136.html' title='# 135'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SsTipUGAHZI/AAAAAAAAB38/NzYXlzij8Sg/s72-c/IMG_4632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3177709343180633140</id><published>2009-09-25T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T09:17:37.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 134</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrzUC6KcJKI/AAAAAAAAB3s/ucpZNWSWPxs/s1600-h/3A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrzUC6KcJKI/AAAAAAAAB3s/ucpZNWSWPxs/s400/3A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385412400866141346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm supposed to start studying right now. I'm happy for myself that I spent more than three hours revising my Chemistry at the library just now. I spent hours only on the topic about metals and I've yet to attempt the questions later on. Damn it, my head's starting to ache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I went to school to seek help from my Physics teacher in the morning. I overslept and thanks to my father, I could make it on time, just a few minutes late. Oh yes, while I was about to go to bed last night, one of my classmate's face appeared in my dreams all of a sudden. I then started to reminisce the past. I'm still missing my classmates, the class and my teachers' teachings. I still can't accept the fact that we've graduated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After class, I went to have breakfast with the Chinese boys and slacked at the void deck for a little while before going to Pasir Ris. The weather was so humid during the day. I felt restless and then decided to go home straight. Alright, nothing much to elaborate. I had fun as it was my first time going out with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I shall go now and prepare my schedule for next week and then I'll continue revising my Chemistry. Anyway, here's the speech which I shared with you all yesterday. I thought of typing it here in case some of you might not understand what I was talking about during the ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 300px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bear with me for a little while more. I'm going to continue with my second thoughts which I had reserved for my schoolmates. I volunteered myself to stand up right here to make a speech today. Now, I would like to read out to all my friends here what I've specially written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Friends of 4A, best friends, former classmates of 2B and not forgetting friends from the other streams, it is an honor to speak to all of you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Some of us here today, including our teachers, are wondering how our lives are going to turn out. It's okay to wonder but, I also think this is important to realize that our future is not just something that happens to us. It's up to us to create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, fellow graduates, I urge you today to embrace the opportunity before you. Take what you have learned in Springfield and put it to good use. Leave behind what isn't helpful and bring forward with you the lessons that will be the working parts of your greatest invention ever, your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to take this opportunity to thank my beloved friends who have been there for me all this while and helped me whenever I needed help. To my favorite class, 4A, I'll remember all the good times we've shared together since last year. To me, 4A is like a one big family. From the bottom of my heart, I really love you guys. I appreciate every single thing you guys have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hope each of you graduates will achieve your dreams of becoming whatever you want in the future and succeed in life. Before I end the speech, I would like to wish everyone all the best for their 'N' and 'O' level papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I'm really looking forward to coming back to school as a secondary 5 student next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3177709343180633140?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3177709343180633140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3177709343180633140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3177709343180633140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3177709343180633140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/134.html' title='# 134'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrzUC6KcJKI/AAAAAAAAB3s/ucpZNWSWPxs/s72-c/3A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-2536026995008936224</id><published>2009-09-25T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:57:30.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 133</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruMi_q0EvI/AAAAAAAAB3U/0Bx2Mr7Ta1g/s400/IMG_8455.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385052312286008050" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, the whole class was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; completed (only a few of our classmates weren't there) during the class photo-taking after the ceremony. I just realized that the class looks pretty big in the picture. Anyway, we had so much fun during school. We didn't really study as it was the last time we were going to spend time together inside the classroom. We gathered around the tables and played 'Murderer' using the cards. I did share with them the brownies I baked last night and that was the first surprise. I also realized that I'm closer to those whom I wasn't really close to nowadays. It's pretty sad that we won't be able to do all the things we used to do together inside the classroom anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before recess was our last Chemistry lesson. We were begging our form teacher to release us earlier as we wanted to get tables for the class. Finally, we got to eat together as a class during recess today. One of my friends said that it would be great if we could eat together every day, but it's already too late to start since today's the last day. It was still sweet of him to say that. After recess, we went back to class to continue the game before going to the canteen again for the career booth thing. Instead of going to the canteen, I killed the time by using the computer at the lab. My friends and I then went to put on our ties first before proceeding to the hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I reached the hall, my heart started to beat even faster. It was prize-giving ceremony at first and followed by the speeches. The dare which I mentioned in my last Thursday's post was about the speech. I didn't know why I was so brave enough to volunteer myself to become the speaker. Then, it was time for me to go to the back of the hall with the another classmate of mine. Since my class was the first class, both of us were the first ones to make the speech. It was so nerve-wrecking when I stood in front of the crowd. Everyone was laughing at the slideshow that was being played on the screen and I didn't know how to get their attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was trembling! My hands especially. I started the speech first by reading out the introduction before my friend's turn to read. I only made eye contacts with my classmates and teachers. After the first speech, I read out the second message which I spent the whole night last night, thinking on what to write all by myself. I was kind of paranoid because I thought my English was going to sound bad because I didn't get to ask my English teacher to look out for any errors. Whatever it is, I'm pretty glad that things turned out well. Anyway, the speech which I've specially written for my friends was the second surprise. It was from the piece of paper which I kept hiding from my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the ceremony ended, each of us received some cards from three of our teachers and it almost made me cry when I read them. I was really touched when the two of my teachers mentioned that they would want to see me again next year. This motivates me to study even harder because I don't wish to let them down. Actually, I was supposed to study right now, but I'm still distracted by this weird feeling since just now. Later on, I'll have to go back to school to consult my Physics teacher and I'm still not getting any sleep. Suddenly, I realized that I've been spending more than two hours updating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After ceremony, we went to the canteen to have some food. Unfortunately, I didn't get to taste any as I didn't feel like to. My new co-form teacher actually made me cry when she gave me words of encouragement. I guess the reason why I cried maybe because I realized the sacrifices every teacher has made or maybe because teachers never stop encouraging their students? I don't know? Whatever it is, I got to eat pizzas my Mother Tongue teacher ordered for the Malay students right after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know what? My whole class is still waiting for our class photos and I wonder when are we getting it. Anyway, I still can't believe that I've graduated and I'm starting to miss the whole class already, including the teachers. So, I guess I won't be looking forward to any lessons anymore. I'm starting to miss all the teachings. Why am I starting to miss everything?! Maybe I'm just overreacting or too emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All I have to do now is to make good use of the remaining time left studying before the next paper starts. Alright, got to go! 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt2AsMb0wI/AAAAAAAAByU/cQ_8bIBqm_A/s320/IMG_8492.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385027533686952706" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrtytRFNj5I/AAAAAAAAByE/nHxe_371uyw/s320/IMG_8496.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385023901456502674" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srtys48EGQI/AAAAAAAABx8/4irfvB_eeCw/s320/IMG_8502.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385023894975682818" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrtysWpk60I/AAAAAAAABx0/lJYtT7Tjx1I/s320/IMG_8511.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385023885771336514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'century gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Qiu Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruIyc-Zt8I/AAAAAAAAB2k/KGk_4gDxcgc/s320/IMG_8368.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385048179804321730" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jacqueline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruIx5SYRnI/AAAAAAAAB2c/ORFP2yp97Bk/s320/IMG_8369.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385048170224436850" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Elaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruIxTHETHI/AAAAAAAAB2U/7ooCR6F_16Q/s320/IMG_8371.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385048159976442994" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jovin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruIw7i-UyI/AAAAAAAAB2M/iqFtixZUrvs/s320/IMG_8372.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385048153651041058" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Louise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruGTrLvrvI/AAAAAAAAB2E/_ysp-Z6z0r4/s320/IMG_8373.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385045452019183346" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Rayson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruGTHPj6yI/AAAAAAAAB18/zHgP6OXAlK0/s320/IMG_8374.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385045442371513122" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Yi Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruGSTSlz8I/AAAAAAAAB10/w72RwOmLw0A/s320/IMG_8376.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385045428425576386" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Roger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruGR9FOW_I/AAAAAAAAB1s/TiCNbk_lmec/s320/IMG_8379.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385045422463933426" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Azlan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruGRWh6CoI/AAAAAAAAB1k/cB_EkKmDwUc/s320/IMG_8382.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385045412115253890" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foulaq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruBxdmQHII/AAAAAAAAB1c/VlxKDBY4hVo/s320/IMG_8393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385040466210200706" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ainul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruBwTLHpeI/AAAAAAAAB1M/aeSWEFoEXIw/s320/IMG_8419.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385040446232176098" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Taufik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt9qFTQYiI/AAAAAAAAB0c/up2FTUruC-o/s320/IMG_8456.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385035941382480418" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt9pVGYBNI/AAAAAAAAB0M/MHur-9KhuqQ/s320/IMG_8458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385035928443552978" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt7Mb3tF1I/AAAAAAAAB0E/T1dx6LXcGME/s320/IMG_8459.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385033233021605714" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Xin Xue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt7L4M3SBI/AAAAAAAABz8/py1BNEvO820/s320/IMG_8460.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385033223446677522" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Miss Neo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt7LUWRR_I/AAAAAAAABz0/-thRB8Y-lBs/s320/IMG_8461.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385033213822453746" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Aidil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt7KRMrzII/AAAAAAAABzk/LjL8Y23BITY/s320/IMG_8464.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385033195797073026" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Syafiq Zulhelmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt4tvie8bI/AAAAAAAABzc/k-Yjmyu9zPU/s320/IMG_8466.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385030506702107058" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Abdul Syafiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt4tMf0QqI/AAAAAAAABzU/Pdd-YS7PQs0/s320/IMG_8467.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385030497295680162" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hafeez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt4s7sZbeI/AAAAAAAABzM/o9MPHb8fMG0/s320/IMG_8470.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385030492785044962" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Farid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt4sZU4A4I/AAAAAAAABzE/B1_CtagvUko/s320/IMG_8475.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385030483559580546" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Herman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt_bvmtMXI/AAAAAAAAB00/RDi79f5OfpU/s320/IMG_8476.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385037894063567218" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mr Goh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srt2BCuPFGI/AAAAAAAAByc/EvgBdUu2cKA/s320/IMG_8489.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385027539734303842" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Miss Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Srtytzc0ETI/AAAAAAAAByM/hQQfFAjG6Jc/s320/IMG_8495.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385023910682300722" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mdm Northasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrtysFN79LI/AAAAAAAABxs/tU1SbNTBPpo/s320/IMG_8515.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385023881092002994" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Pictures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://nocturnalpoetry.multiply.com/photos/album/39"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-2536026995008936224?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2536026995008936224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=2536026995008936224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2536026995008936224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2536026995008936224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/133.html' title='# 133'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SruMi_q0EvI/AAAAAAAAB3U/0Bx2Mr7Ta1g/s72-c/IMG_8455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-4730331780048178335</id><published>2009-09-24T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:08:22.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 132</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrpICZYTMtI/AAAAAAAABw8/u5U-SolE-Zc/s320/DSC-0987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384695510484595410" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day is finally here! Sadly to say, I'm not looking forward to Graduation Ceremony later on. I guess today will be the very last day I'll get to sit inside the class with the rest of my classmates. I'll miss every single thing that has happened inside the classroom. In a simpler words, I'll miss every single moment we've shared. I still have yet to prepare something, but I just don't know how to do it! I'm doing it right now while updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My hands are trembling and my heart just keeps beating faster and faster. I hate this kind of feeling so much. Like seriously, I'm not looking forward to attending the ceremony. Why does time have to fly so fast? I'm finally done, but I'm not well prepared for it. There's something missing. I'll try again in the morning later on. Who knows I can get more ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got to spend more time with the ones whom I'm not really closed to just now (yesterday) and they made me so happy. I'm glad that I still have a day left to be with them inside the classroom. On a brighter side, my class will be organizing an outing in October! I have two surprises for later and I just can't wait to share with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll update about my Hari Raya celebration soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-4730331780048178335?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4730331780048178335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4730331780048178335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4730331780048178335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4730331780048178335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/132.html' title='# 132'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrpICZYTMtI/AAAAAAAABw8/u5U-SolE-Zc/s72-c/DSC-0987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-7958251320375233315</id><published>2009-09-19T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T06:42:30.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 131</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrTVfZMdVGI/AAAAAAAABtM/9hcEpnS5p9E/s400/kadraya%2BBH.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383162189930386530" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I would like to wish you all Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri and I'm truly sorry for any wrongdoings that I've done towards you in any way. I know that I did hurt you with my words and actions. I'm sorry too if I ever gossiped, backstabbed or lied. I did send some messages to some of you and I apologize if you guys didn't receive it or something. My phone was having some difficulties. Anyway, I hope you may forgive me and lastly, enjoy tomorrow! Let's eat like there's no tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Rasyiqah Rahdi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrTeoKMh_-I/AAAAAAAABt8/r0X_JBEcRRo/s320/IMG_7594.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383172236127633378" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Before I forget, I would like to wish this sweet lady a very happy sweet sixteen! I'm sorry that I've to post this in advanced. I'm afraid that I'll be too busy tomorrow. Anyway, I hope you'll have a great time celebrating two different occasions tomorrow! Study hard for your final year examinations, okay? May all your wishes will come true. Remember, I'll always be there for you. I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-7958251320375233315?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7958251320375233315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=7958251320375233315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7958251320375233315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/7958251320375233315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='# 131'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrTVfZMdVGI/AAAAAAAABtM/9hcEpnS5p9E/s72-c/kadraya%2BBH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-8215162667153983482</id><published>2009-09-19T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T01:03:47.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 130</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrTlS2UDETI/AAAAAAAABu8/Sq89vcW4joY/s320/DSC-1067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383179566594593074" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think that my form teacher is so cute. I sent him a message to wish him and apologize. He replied and apologized for throwing tables and chairs in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I'm not really looking forward to tomorrow. I don't know why! Maybe because I'll have to clean the house again before the guests arrive. I still got some things to do like, looking for the missing jars, tidy up my study table and not forgetting my wardrobe. I wanted to paste new pictures on my wardrobe, but my printer's running out of ink! I think I'll have to bring down all the pictures first as they aren't pasted neatly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mother is cooking in the kitchen with my grandmother right now and the smell of the chicken curry is so tempting. Today, I did nothing much, except for going to Snip Avenue to do my hair. Finally, I got the proper treatment for my hair! It's no longer dry like before and I'm happy about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, I had my very last time breaking fast outside before ramadan ends. Imran and I went to the Driving Centre first before making our way to Geylang. I finally got to go there to see the changes, especially the new market. We went around to kill some time first as we were quite early. We then went to the bazaar as he needed to get something before heading to Haig Road. We were lucky enough to get a table. I proceeded to make an order and bought a plate of fried rice with anchovies! I didn't know what to buy, really. After breaking fast, we had no idea on where to go. We finally decided to slack for a little while at Pasir Ris before going home. He shared with me some hilarious jokes which made me laugh my head off! I waited for him to board the bus and then I went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, I shall not elaborate any longer. I need to help out in the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrTj6LYA6xI/AAAAAAAABu0/h9uqo34Nm_Q/s320/IMG_8180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383178043240016658" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrTg4gmSR1I/AAAAAAAABuk/UkpNbtO4XPY/s320/IMG_8181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383174716042397522" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrTg4E9J4wI/AAAAAAAABuc/CH6wZRKfAVA/s320/IMG_8188.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383174708622123778" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrTg3gSSSSI/AAAAAAAABuU/cBv3ZChpiIU/s320/IMG_8210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383174698778642722" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrTg21c_f9I/AAAAAAAABuM/CUD3Jq2V_Ms/s320/IMG_8223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383174687280824274" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrTg2aE_EyI/AAAAAAAABuE/CCXiY-IMFpM/s320/IMG_8232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383174679932375842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-8215162667153983482?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8215162667153983482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=8215162667153983482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8215162667153983482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8215162667153983482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/130.html' title='# 130'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrTlS2UDETI/AAAAAAAABu8/Sq89vcW4joY/s72-c/DSC-1067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-8024162608100597511</id><published>2009-09-17T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T06:23:30.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 129</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrIrgE9JDnI/AAAAAAAABs8/cpW4wBjWUPo/s320/DSC-1069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382412334747160178" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I used to tell myself that I should dare myself to do something which I fear the most on Graduation Day. I did volunteer myself and in fact, I was the first one to raise up my hand. I then changed my mind because I knew that I couldn't do it. I recalled about my own dare and I decided to just go for it. It'll be the last day of school after all. I just hope things will turn out pretty well. Wish me luck, guys! I'm looking forward to next Thursday! I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been busy with my studies and I'm happy for myself that I've done a lot of practices at home and in school. Last night, I spent two hours doing my Maths all alone and that's already a pretty big achievement for me. Though I've been focusing on my studies all this while, I'm still not prepared for the upcoming papers, especially my Maths and Science papers. I don't have any confidence and that kind of feeling just stinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nowadays, I've been experiencing migraine over and over again. Maybe because I don't have enough rest or I'm pushing my own self to keep studying and I would always stay up late to do my revision. In the end, I would only have a few hours left to sleep. I guess I'm just being paranoid. I'm afraid that I can't make it to secondary five.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll not be attending school tomorrow since my mother needs help with cleaning the house. I don't want her to do all the house work alone. I guess I'll have to waste my two periods of Maths and four periods of Art? I'm not really worried about my Art lessons as I can do my preparatory work at home. I guess there are only three more days left to spend with the class next week. It's weird that my class has been getting along well recently. They should have done this since the first day of school. In spite of that, I love the whole class still! I guess that I won't be getting the class photos tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, I should get going. I need to start studying on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Somehow, I'm just not ready to let go of the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-8024162608100597511?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8024162608100597511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=8024162608100597511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8024162608100597511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/8024162608100597511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/129.html' title='# 129'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SrIrgE9JDnI/AAAAAAAABs8/cpW4wBjWUPo/s72-c/DSC-1069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-4113967283685712052</id><published>2009-09-13T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:09:07.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 128</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380941999691540562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzyPUCYKFI/AAAAAAAABss/5bnAceM7s6A/s320/GetAttachment-7.aspx.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Hello, readers! I'm finally back for a proper update. It looks like there are six days left to fast and then comes Sunday! I still haven't bought my clothes and I'm still deciding whether I should get a new one. I can't wait to celebrate since there'll be lots of food! We'll still be celebrating at my place. Thank God that I've finally cleaned my room. Actually, I'm not really done with it. My table's in a big mess still. I spent my Sunday cleaning my room. First thing in the morning, my mother woke me up by using the mop to wipe my right leg. What a rude awakening! Of course, I was mad as it was kind of rude and unhygienic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Both of my parents then attacked my room by messing up the whole place and wiping the walls and ceilings. I wasn't in a very good mood when I saw my floor was in a great mess. The place was a disaster! I didn't really like anyone to clean my room but I know that they were just trying to help after all. My father broke my pretty and unique ashtray which I had a hard time looking for it five years ago unintentionally. I was dumbfounded and I couldn't really care less as I was still in a daze. After that, I got to know that my cute grandmother went to throw many of the items which I'm still using into a plastic bag. Luckily, I was there just in time to check before she threw it down the rubbish chute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I was being nagged at over and over again while cleaning the room. I decided not to talk to anyone as I was hurt pretty badly inside. I was on the floor, picking up my papers when my mother said something quite hurtful and I did fight back her words. I know it was wrong! I'm not trying to say that my mother is bad. But, she should at least mind her words before speaking her mind. Then, I sobbed uncontrollably. My room was in a great mess, I then got being nagged at and I was having running nose due to the stupid dust. Tell me, how was I supposed to do my work happily? With the help from my grandmother cheered me up. Overall, I still appreciate everyone in my family (except my brother) for helping me to clean the room. If it wasn't for them, I would still be taking my own sweet to time to decide when to tidy up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;The rest went out to shop while I was at home cleaning the room still with my grandmother. After that, I took a short nap at the sofa with my face mask on as I felt so sick. I didn't have a good nap as I had to scratch here and there with my dirty fingernails because I hadn't taken my shower yet since morning. I finally gave up and took a shower before going back to sleep inside my room. I'm glad that my painting is finally being hung up on the wall just above my bed! I can't imagine how either my grandmother's reaction or mine when the painting falls and hit our heads when we were asleep or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I'm so not looking forward to school tomorrow! Five days feel so long. I can't wait for tomorrow's plan right after school! I've been watching the anime 'One Piece' nowadays instead of studying. Just three weeks left before the next paper starts and I'm still taking my own sweet time. I need to iron my school uniform right after this which I'm like so lazy to do so. Starting from tomorrow onwards, I'll just have to bring my materials for History, Maths and Science!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380941334955027090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sqzxons16pI/AAAAAAAABsk/NULXtDJVP10/s320/IMG_8011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;On Friday, I was supposed to break fast with my awesome former schoolmates but I couldn't due to some reasons. I just stayed at home before meeting them at the dome. Things were better on that night as I felt like we were almost completed. It was just that a few more didn't join us. Just a little few more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Anyway, that night was fun though I was feeling quite tired as I went out in the afternoon to pass some things and also sent love to work. So, I went to meet them first before making our way to one of our friend's house to celebrate the three birthday kids' birthday. We prepared the cake and the presents before allowing the three of them to enter the house. It was so chaotic! We sang them a birthday song before they got to cut the cake. We spent some time there before deciding to make a move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we took lots and lots of pictures at the void deck! I decided to join the rest while some went home first. We slacked at the void deck. Oh yes! We bumped into someone whom most of us hadn't met for quite a long time! I reached home just before midnight. Anyway, here are some pictures. I couldn't get to upload many pictures as there are some technical problems here. The rest are already being uploaded at my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nocturnalpoetry.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380940736246629746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzxFxVoxXI/AAAAAAAABsc/t2txLKNohZc/s320/IMG_8000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380940728968179970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzxFWOUcQI/AAAAAAAABsU/mLn2x5kpqJQ/s320/IMG_8013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380940719521310194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzxEzCApfI/AAAAAAAABsM/LCDJjchvl48/s320/IMG_8020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380940711784403842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzxEWNY04I/AAAAAAAABsE/SbumY6E_fOM/s320/IMG_8036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380940703371479282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzxD23lyPI/AAAAAAAABr8/v2dOgFgiLKY/s320/IMG_8053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380938989914348594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzvgHvk3DI/AAAAAAAABr0/ikG8YlLtJ2M/s320/IMG_8100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380938980061824290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzvfjCjRSI/AAAAAAAABrs/jdZwTY2A24Y/s320/IMG_8105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380938081630244338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzurQHxTfI/AAAAAAAABrk/41t7Set7gDE/s320/IMG_8125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380938081414947634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzurPUcIzI/AAAAAAAABrc/orEZ5ImWk1U/s320/IMG_8135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380937053747010946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sqztva9T3YI/AAAAAAAABrU/j4gTntVaSyY/s320/IMG_7988.jpg" border="0" /&gt; On Wednesday, I finally broke fast with some of my classmates. I met them at the interchange first and waited for the two boys' arrival which was taking a very long time. They finally arrived just in time before the girls decided to go to the place first and met them over there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Waiting for the right time to break fast took like forever! Maybe because we did nothing except for taking pictures and talked things which didn't really make sense at all. There aren't many photos taken using my camera because everyone was obsessed (which included me!) with the colorful flash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were wanting to go for a karaoke session pretty badly but in the end, we didn't get to. Instead, we made our way to Pasir Ris. We walked to the park but we actually changed our minds and turned back as the path we were about to use was so dark. We headed to the mall, slacked at Subway and got myself some delicious cookies which was of course, delicious! Especially the dark chocolate cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't follow the rest to where they were planning to go to after that as I decided to go home first. My left leg was aching badly and not forgetting my right arm. I don't know what was the cause of the pains. I couldn't get home on time and missed the first part of my favourite drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380935596884637650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzsanuQN9I/AAAAAAAABrM/x1ZQrZ5CHZY/s320/IMG_7978.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380935587306280178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzsaECmFPI/AAAAAAAABrE/UdXeXl-k1IU/s320/IMG_7986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380935570439492466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzsZFNPU3I/AAAAAAAABq0/YhbVPexbMAs/s320/IMG_7994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-4113967283685712052?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4113967283685712052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4113967283685712052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4113967283685712052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4113967283685712052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/128.html' title='# 128'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqzyPUCYKFI/AAAAAAAABss/5bnAceM7s6A/s72-c/GetAttachment-7.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-2376325645677080155</id><published>2009-09-12T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:39:07.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 127</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sqp6DoXv31I/AAAAAAAABqs/zjNI4fy_RVk/s320/IMG_8145.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380246907642699602" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Sweet Sixteen to this awesome friend from my former school of mine whose birthday was two days ago. You've been the funniest guy among us and you never failed to bring joy and laughter. Rest assured I'll ask my grandmother and mother to cook your favorite dish when you and the others come over soon, alright? Good luck for your papers and make sure you do well. I'm here to support you in whatever you do, okay? Good luck in achieving your dreams of becoming a chef! May God bless you with good health. I'll always love you, best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll post more soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-2376325645677080155?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2376325645677080155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=2376325645677080155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2376325645677080155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/2376325645677080155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/127.html' title='# 127'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/Sqp6DoXv31I/AAAAAAAABqs/zjNI4fy_RVk/s72-c/IMG_8145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-121615707504657491</id><published>2009-09-09T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:38:28.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 126</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-e0.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325774030048&amp;amp;site=widget-e0.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325774030048&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:'century gothic';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'century gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;09/09/09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'century gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic'; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wanted to upload so many other pictures, but maybe because some of my files are large in size, I couldn't upload most of our pictures. If I have the time, I'll update the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;slideshow&lt;/span&gt;. Good thing I can edit it anytime. Anyway, sorry for the late post. I'll be sure to change the time of this post specially for you. I'm sorry because I wasn't able to complete the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;slideshow&lt;/span&gt; due to some technical errors. I hope you'll like it both of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;slideshow&lt;/span&gt; and the special post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Babe, we've gone through so many ups and downs in life together. You're a grown up now and things were way different back in the past. Having you by my side and seeing each other growing up since we were in the same primary school really means a lot to me. Sharing joy and laughter with you always makes me smile. Whenever I felt so down, you would always be there for me to brighten up my day. You've been a great help and you always know what's the best for me. You would advice me especially when I was in need for help in relationship issues and many other things. You never left me alone. You were always there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, you're finally sixteen and already sitting for the major examinations. I hope you'll do well in your studies and achieve your dreams of becoming a female pilot in the future. Be sure not to forget me when you've become a very successful person one day. Remember, I'll always be here to support you in whatever you do. Good luck in everything! I love you and nothing can change that. May God bless you with good health and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;longevity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-121615707504657491?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/121615707504657491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=121615707504657491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/121615707504657491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/121615707504657491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/126.html' title='# 126'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-3185178313634557285</id><published>2009-09-06T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T08:06:45.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 125</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqPKNgpNX3I/AAAAAAAABp8/c5BFldiAsU8/s320/GetAttachment-24.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378364713460391794" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wishing the best of luck to those who'll be sitting for the 'N'-level papers! I'm still having throat infection and it's killing me. Let's just hope that I'll not cough a lot and distract the rest in the hall tomorrow. I guess I'll be on a short break now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H.I.A.T.U.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-3185178313634557285?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3185178313634557285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=3185178313634557285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3185178313634557285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/3185178313634557285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/125.html' title='# 125'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SqPKNgpNX3I/AAAAAAAABp8/c5BFldiAsU8/s72-c/GetAttachment-24.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-4737207992806843042</id><published>2009-09-06T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T07:40:05.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 124</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just left hours before another new day starts, the day when I'll be sitting for my major exam papers. After four years of schooling in Springfield, I realized how fast time flies. I can't believe I'm already sitting for the papers. I'm afraid that I can't do well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My to-do list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(i) Revise Social Studies (at least five hours in a day?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(ii) Memorize &lt;em&gt;peribahasa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(iii) Memorize formats for letter-writing (Mother Tongue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(i) Attend Social Studies class after papers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(ii) Study Social Studies again (at least five hours too?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(i) Memorize formats for situational writting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(iii) Learn some new words from the blue book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got no confidence for Social Studies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How? I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stressed&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-4737207992806843042?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4737207992806843042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=4737207992806843042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4737207992806843042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/4737207992806843042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/124.html' title='# 124'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1732050305724886206</id><published>2009-09-01T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:22:07.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 123</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwX3n58r-I/AAAAAAAABp0/V9pbC9ice3E/s320/IMG_7840.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376198299545808866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello, readers! I shall update since I'm feeling so much better. I was supposed to go to the library around noon to study, but I woke up with a bad sore throat in the morning. I went to the shop to buy a bottle of cough syrup and I had to break fast. It rained all of a sudden and I decided to wait for the rain to stop before heading to the library. In the end, I had a very high fever and I couldn't go to the library. I had to stay at home and took a very long nap. I wasted so many hours! There was nothing I could do. I was sick. I tried to study, but my head was aching so badly. I guess I'll have to go start revising right after this. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more days left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, Teacher's Day celebration was just perfect. Firstly, the upper secondary students had to go up to the hall to witness the secondary three students who would be collecting their identity cards. The ceremony seemed so pathetic. After that, there was a slideshow of dedications by the teachers from each classes and I was touched when I read the dedication from our teachers. I realized all of their sacrifices they have made and that motivates me to study even harder. Since there was no concert, we headed straight back to class to decorate the class. I wonder which class will win the competition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My classmates did help us to prepare the class by pushing aside the tables and chairs, sweeping the floor and signing the big cards. I just love my classmates! I didn't know that they could be so supportive. The rest of my friends were busy decorating the table by using black and white shawls, rose petals and not forgetting the candle while I went around to ask my classmates to sign the big cards. Finally, everything was well prepared and the class looked so elegant. We switched off the lights, sat down and waited for our three teachers to come. Some of our friends guided them to the class and they looked like as if they were like some important guests. They went in, we shouted ''Happy Teacher's Day!" and followed by applause. My form teacher even had the time to tell us to sweep floor where the rose petals were being scattered. Of course, he was just kidding. We then took pictures with the whole class, like finally! It wasn't really completed, but it was far way better than the one we took on last Wednesday. My friend and I went to run to the general office to make a dedication for our teachers. I'm not sure whether I heard it as the class was already being dismissed when a song before our dedication was being played. After the whole celebration, I went to the computer lab to meet my favorite teacher and used the computer for a little while to play some games before making my way to meet my former schoolmates at my former school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; HEIGHT: 370px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwX3OoD9DI/AAAAAAAABps/BfI8Kg3EoDA/s320/IMG_7759.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376198292759901234" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwX2iwIpBI/AAAAAAAABpk/rScpqlAuggE/s320/IMG_7761.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376198280982602770" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwWTk0CMGI/AAAAAAAABpc/NgQXbS2ML1k/s320/IMG_7762.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376196580728778850" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwWTDeBlcI/AAAAAAAABpU/zUIKi4K3brE/s320/IMG_7764.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376196571778094530" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwWSroV_RI/AAAAAAAABpM/bVi1uOM_OhA/s320/IMG_7778.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376196565378923794" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwWSIwVbBI/AAAAAAAABpE/x9zBIBCD65Y/s320/IMG_7788.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376196556017200146" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwWRoP7xCI/AAAAAAAABo8/9WiiPUEcHwc/s320/IMG_7789.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376196547291366434" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwTP0CUlwI/AAAAAAAABo0/wJ36uHe4EtM/s320/IMG_7796.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376193217560876802" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwTPcsMWfI/AAAAAAAABos/uturN44VIhQ/s320/IMG_7799.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376193211294046706" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwTO_SzaQI/AAAAAAAABok/fmgjZpsL1tU/s320/IMG_7807.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376193203402926338" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwTOWcxs-I/AAAAAAAABoc/l1l0mx2YOJs/s320/IMG_7810.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376193192438903778" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwTNq-d4iI/AAAAAAAABoU/L2GjpQxCrHQ/s320/IMG_7813.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376193180769051170" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwQ_mLDnDI/AAAAAAAABoM/CKKAmKbU814/s320/IMG_7814.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376190739938253874" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwQ_O-DKCI/AAAAAAAABoE/LTKqY5F0aCs/s320/IMG_7817.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376190733709682722" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwQ-teR4VI/AAAAAAAABn8/mQRwVeA2pQk/s320/IMG_7821.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376190724718059858" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwQ94UR0bI/AAAAAAAABn0/EZ9QpMUJt7Q/s320/IMG_7823.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376190710449033650" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwQ9UY_4PI/AAAAAAAABns/9kRAUX8cBao/s320/IMG_7827.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376190700805153010" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwPwWGsShI/AAAAAAAABnk/bGTKiAsI--c/s320/IMG_7832.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376189378415315474" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwPvgHlynI/AAAAAAAABnc/aD_DliE8FiY/s320/IMG_7841.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376189363923569266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwPvKv4i7I/AAAAAAAABnU/4hE6qXiP2ek/s320/IMG_7850.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376189358186990514" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a year (or two years?) of not visiting my primary school teachers, I finally got to meet two of my teachers who used to teach me Maths and English. When I entered the school, I reminisced about the past. I recalled the times when I played hide and seek with my friends at the stairs and the mini garden at the entrance. If only I could enter the school! I would have visited my old classroom and not forgetting the library and the beautiful school pond. I wonder how things look like inside. We could only go to the canteen and the basketball court. You know, just the area outside the inner gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then we met our former form teacher who has the cute voice at the canteen first before meeting our former English teacher. She's still pretty as ever! After spending a few hours, we decided to make a move and went to slack at the void deck. While making our way there, we met one of our former schoolmate. I then slacked just for a little while as I wasn't feeling very well due to the sore throat. Anyway, I still had a great time! I can't wait for 11 September! I'll be breaking fast with them and this time, there will be more former classmates will be joining in. God willing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, time to go and study! Lastly, Happy Teacher's Day to all teachers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwPun2s1JI/AAAAAAAABnM/17kPSKnl51Q/s320/IMG_7851.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376189348820341906" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwPuM2w3tI/AAAAAAAABnE/DX7sAnB2hPM/s320/IMG_7973.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376189341572849362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471160408513061160-1732050305724886206?l=portraying-dreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1732050305724886206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471160408513061160&amp;postID=1732050305724886206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1732050305724886206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471160408513061160/posts/default/1732050305724886206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraying-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/08/123.html' title='# 123'/><author><name>Eeqa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02892159189733171046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/THPnFWOXq_I/AAAAAAAADBg/8IJR-FqI5rg/S220/34145_408221018894_556068894_4209228_230963_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpwX3n58r-I/AAAAAAAABp0/V9pbC9ice3E/s72-c/IMG_7840.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471160408513061160.post-1113135909604305449</id><published>2009-08-31T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T08:58:24.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 122</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dwyhk_fUj5U/SpqYHdRjtHI/AAAAAAAABm8/VE4_0wYLqVQ/s320/GetAttachment-4.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375776359104885874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, I have the time to update! But, I'll have to continue with my work right after this. I was busy looking for some teacher's day quotes online, but I wasn't interested in any. Since I've switched on my laptop, why not update just for a little while before I don't have any time to do so? As you can see, I've been busy preparing notes for my major exams and also the preparation for tomorrow. I still have yet to write ten over mini cards, complete my form teacher's big card and draw portraits of me and my three other friends since my printer is running out of ink. How could I be so forgetful? I could have printed a picture of the four of us. Right now, I'm simply taking my own sweet time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ten more minutes to midnight and when it's already midnight, it's already the starting of a new day and it also means that there are only six more days left before the first paper starts! I'm so freaking nervous. Starting on Tuesday onwards, I'll have to start revising my Social Studies first every single day after school. I guess tomorrow is going to be the last day for me to have fun? I'm still thinking on what to write on the mini cards. I don't think I have to include some quotes or poems. Simple words will do, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I did nothing much except for taking the cupcakes with my girl from her aunt's place. I met her around noon before accompanying her back home. I waited for her to change then we made a move. We went to Compass Point to print a picture first before taking the cupcakes. My stomach was grumbling as I didn't wake up early in the morning to have my meal. I did wake up, but I only had a glass of honey drink before going back to bed. I was having stomach cramps before that. So, I didn't have the appetite to eat. Finally, I could get to fast today! We then went to take the cupcakes and after that, we headed back to Compass Point to take the picture and get some other stuffs. While I went to take the picture, she went to buy some paper bags. I waited for her at the entrance of the train station. She arrived and the next few seconds, love came. The three of us took the same bus and she dropped off first while I went to send love to work. At home, I dropped a cupcake and the cream was ruined. So, I got to eat it! No, it wasn't dirty. It was still inside the container. The chocolate is so heavenly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Friday, I went out to catch a movie with love at Vivo City. We bought tickets to the movie 'Where got ghost?' first before eating at Fig and Olive. The dishes were nice and I had a plate of fried dory with melted cheese on top or whatever the dish is being called. Got some weird bean sprouts and I forgot the name for it, but I know it sounds weird. I guess I had a healthy meal after all. Then it was the time for us to go back to the theatre and it was quite packed. The movie has three different chapters and each chapter tells a different story. I like the second one! I like the part when the lady in red hurt her gums and it bled. The man was peeping through the hole when she was like going nuts with her bloody gums. Frightening, but hilarious! Okay, shall not elaborate. I'll be ruining the surprise. After the movie, we went to sit at the open space again before going back home. Then home sweet home at around midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I shall get going. I need to start writing the mini cards and complete the big card. Oh well, good night! I can't wait for later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px soli
