<?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-13742183</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:44:39.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi welcome 2 my happy world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>241</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-8743795812200579062</id><published>2008-08-31T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T06:29:30.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'ts just a random post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so many months of MIA, I think i'm not used to blogging anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first plan to upload some photos, dut due to some problems, there won't b photos the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After starting work, life gets sort of monotonous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes after work, you just don't feel like going anywhere. So back home and continue just like that. Day after day. Week after week. Month after month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if do go out, just the thougth of working tomorrow, makes one just want to go to somewhere so It will not be so late by the time, you got back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I see in my colleagues. It just makes me scare that this routine would be seen in me a few years down the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps in my line of work, its hard to meet new people. So I can actually some match-making going on in my department. And the person being match-made actually don't mind. And even that she is old already. Should get hitched up soon. (lets just put her age range from 24-27)(Picturing the scene in your mind, is quite scary isn't.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, the usual shopping trip will be like: there is always somethings to get or buy. Now, nothing seems to be worth buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I see some colleagues fashion sense stays at their youth times. Though some are quite fashionables. But having a person in 30s to 40s in late teens n young adults clothes is an eyesore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school, there will always be some breaks in between classes. At work, there isn't. In school, there will be friends. At work, however close you are with your colleagues, you know that there will always a invisible barrier. You cant share secrets, things, for fear of them making a joke out of it behing your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scenes happened at just my workplace. Whenever a colleague was on leave or just go to the ladies, they would said alot of bad things about her. I would always hear such stories during lunch or during overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me wonder if I had been the subject in such suitations. Even though some treats me like a daughter or a small sister to them, but its different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after working, I discovered the joys of being a full-fledge student. Life is simpler and more fulfilling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-8743795812200579062?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8743795812200579062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=8743795812200579062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8743795812200579062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8743795812200579062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-just-random-post.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-8704887689350078727</id><published>2008-06-20T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:34:45.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After close to two months of inactive blogging, I suddenly dont't know where and how to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI Clubbers Steamboat Trip&lt;br /&gt;The usual group of us were prsent - JM, WM, Ivan, KY, YM, HX, Will(absent). &lt;br /&gt;Went to the back of Bugis to one of the steamboat stalls. &lt;br /&gt;We were grouped into two tables - guys n gals tables.&lt;br /&gt;And we had 'xiao bao' to serve us. &lt;br /&gt;Xin joked and we all thgt that the name of the waiter is Xiao Bao. &lt;br /&gt;That name is actually the shop name casue all staff had the name 'Xiao Bao'.&lt;br /&gt;The guys were concertrating on making their soup taste as sweet as ours.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, they still failed. &lt;br /&gt;Min joked that cause we had 'Nu Ren Wei' here. &lt;br /&gt;Whereas Xin joked that cause that we need to laugh n make merry so the soup can taste sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Day&lt;br /&gt;Apparently almost all of my friends took full day leave on that day just for the ceronomy.&lt;br /&gt;And some even put on make-up and all.&lt;br /&gt;As I was seated in the first two rows, I barely had time to warm my seat before going up to the stage.&lt;br /&gt;After that I had to sit there for any two hours to watch those whom I don't know to take their prize.&lt;br /&gt;It is a wonder that my course actually don't have much students.&lt;br /&gt;One of friends commented that it might be cause some didn't manage to get to wear the gown.&lt;br /&gt;After the cernomy, I had fun taking pics with my friends and classmates. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to eat the buffet. Heard that its quite good.&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at JE with my poly friends.&lt;br /&gt;Just as i was already halfway into my meal, the waitress came over with another serving and make me think that I had eaten the wrong order unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding Tat Feng Dinner Trip&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner there at the paragon outlet with my poly friends after work.&lt;br /&gt;And I alsway ended up having to wait for the two big sisters.&lt;br /&gt;One work in the same company but different department as me.&lt;br /&gt;But she always can worked untill 8 or so de.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever going with her, she is forever the last to reach de. &lt;br /&gt;The other is already notorious for being a late Queen already since Poly.&lt;br /&gt;I ended having to walk here n there to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks to end the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soup Resturant&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with my poly friends again. &lt;br /&gt;Again I had to go walk walk first. &lt;br /&gt;This time round is to treat one of the friends who is going to be a happy botak head le.&lt;br /&gt;At orchard outlet de.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the way.&lt;br /&gt;He brings us to the hotel there that has a stairway so grand like in a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;But then the inside of the resturant is so unglam compared to the outside.&lt;br /&gt;The food there is okie. &lt;br /&gt;Starbucks to end the day.&lt;br /&gt;With zy around, there bound to have a starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Spot my colleague there hands in hands with her BF. That colleague is supposed to be single in the first few days de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settlers Cafe with FD&lt;br /&gt;Almost a full strength of FD turn up that day except for ah Phyu.&lt;br /&gt;Meet xin n min first n walk around there.&lt;br /&gt;Veron already in that area as she was working that day.&lt;br /&gt;Wt (had the same name as one of my colleague) came n join us some time later.&lt;br /&gt;We were quite high that day.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we book a table if not that timing is sure packed.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the staff find that we are too moisy le, he intro some stupid games to us.&lt;br /&gt;Like the 'Tropple down' game - all drop le then is game over. 'Kill duck game' - move your ducks n avoid being killed that alls.&lt;br /&gt;We found some other tables like quite kelian cause couples come and play card games and leave and another large table - guess too big group, inevitable that some will be left out.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at the Fishermen's Warft. &lt;br /&gt;The food is very nice. No air con n all. &lt;br /&gt;So the prices there are net. No service charges nor GST.&lt;br /&gt;Just the toilet is quite ulu n open. So it seems abit dangerous to go on your own(for the girls). &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GSS Shopping Trip with HX n Ym&lt;br /&gt;OOh... Shopping... A good excuse to shop again.&lt;br /&gt;Meet at Jp for lunch after xin end her work.&lt;br /&gt;Head down to Square 2. &lt;br /&gt;Still not much shops there after opened for so long.&lt;br /&gt;Head down to town in a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;Min plan to spend 100 to 200 that day and think that its okie.&lt;br /&gt;We had quite a big gain that day.&lt;br /&gt;Xin forever the one who can resist all the temtations.&lt;br /&gt;I end up with the most items that day. &lt;br /&gt;Feeling so broke after the spree, we had an ecomical dinner. &lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Clubbers Movie Trip&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch the 'Kungfu Panda' with the usual group.  &lt;br /&gt;All reached already before me. &lt;br /&gt;HX n YM even had time to had their dumplings lor.&lt;br /&gt;The movie is so funny. Haha... Had a good laugh there.&lt;br /&gt;YM like the smell of the allay. She commented that its nice when its close to the loos.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at BK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company stuffs&lt;br /&gt;During the 'Dumpling festivals', my company organised a company lunch.&lt;br /&gt;The food is quite standard - chicken wings, meat balls, fish cake, noodles, desert.&lt;br /&gt;Not much to my likning though.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there is the main food - dumplings.&lt;br /&gt;The dumplings are packed for us already.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't get the chance to eat it. &lt;br /&gt;My family eat it up.&lt;br /&gt;Heard that its from a famous stall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been through some interview process with my Boss n the HR department.&lt;br /&gt;The oritentation. &lt;br /&gt;Quite tiring actually.&lt;br /&gt;And one new colleague kept asking alot of irrelevant questions during the powerpoint presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the medical check-up and x-ray. &lt;br /&gt;Had a hard time finding the clinic even.&lt;br /&gt;Is such a long wait. &lt;br /&gt;The check-up is abit too detailed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-8704887689350078727?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8704887689350078727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=8704887689350078727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8704887689350078727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8704887689350078727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-close-to-two-months-of-inactive.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2305972928966701198</id><published>2008-05-03T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:22:41.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to hi club for awhile today. To see the refresher course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not alot of people present I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway head down to orcahrd after that. Think that the combo was quite special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have to do pantry shopping today. Sad right? I go there do office girl job. Like not learning any skills. Not picking up anything that will be value-added to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snacks even have to be from Marks &amp; Spencer de. Then is like I lived so far away. I had to purposely head down to get for them. Cause the outlets are not that many in Singapore. Furthermore, they are concerated in town areas. (Town areas people more willing to surge on ex snacks?)Naturally, I get those seem attractive to me. Haha... Although I asked the people but none bother to reply me in email. Howevere, its another story when asked privately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that do some shoppings. Quite a fruitful trip for some. Had yoshinoya. That aweful place. Although some people like quite enjot the food there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen a quite a number of people today. Like my attachment company, IT staff. One hi clubber. Sec friends. And one who make my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to some places to slack. Ended up all quite full. So slack at SB - Stars Bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2305972928966701198?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2305972928966701198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2305972928966701198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2305972928966701198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2305972928966701198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/05/went-to-hi-club-for-awhile-today.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-665827511281097416</id><published>2008-05-02T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:07:31.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is a big commotion in office today while Boss is out meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there is always some regular commotions in the office. Just that its quite minor that all and can be resolved quite easily. In the beginning, I aksway tried to hear what's all the fighting about. Now I close my ears to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fight warrants my attentions cause the fight is just too big today. So far till I don't dare to look them cause I scare I step on the hidden mines. Their quarrls are always about the amount they have to do. And they alsway compare against each other. So naturally, there cant be 50-50 split of work de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the vice-deputy head also shake her head. And such thing have even happened before. Furthermore. their seating arrangements was specially arranged to minimise any disputes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss never said any of this during the interview. She said the people had worked there for years there. Which lead me to assusme that the working environment is quite good there. The people are friendly. But then, their words are laced with poison or with dragger at hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a talk with Boss also. She asked me about hw I feel there. Showing some concern. Also filled me in the job scope and responsibilties of a perm staff. Told me that I was going to be accssed by the two officers in 1 month's time. Quite scared now. Fearful of any mistakes that I will or might commit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-665827511281097416?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/665827511281097416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=665827511281097416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/665827511281097416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/665827511281097416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/05/there-is-big-commotion-in-office-today.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-3038591186643500918</id><published>2008-04-30T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:40:58.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to the xtomic practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised they changed the song now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the song signers are learning their song, we seniors had a small meeting of our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happying crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had mac at kap there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gussed of the P.H tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-3038591186643500918?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3038591186643500918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=3038591186643500918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3038591186643500918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3038591186643500918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-down-to-xtomic-practice.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-8716413878796876586</id><published>2008-04-27T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T07:26:23.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw my primary school teacher while out with family today. To be more precise, is my PRIMARY ONE form teacher. (so is like 10 od years since then)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stills remember me, even though I have not been visting her for donkey years. In fact, she knows my whole family. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a small talk. She has been asking about me through my parents. (How popular I'm... Haha...) My sis was with me, but ended up only I talk with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was her first batch of students to be taught in my school, perhaps that explains why we are so strongly remembered by her.And of course some other reasons which she had shared with me only now. I never knew I had formed such an impression of me in her. (She has also left a strong footprint in my heart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even its been 10 years since she taught me, but I find that she has not changed much. Not even much aged. Just now I no longer find her that tall to me now. (Though she is tall). I have grown up (read:tall) since then. Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess not many students are remembered by their teachers. Envy me ba!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-8716413878796876586?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8716413878796876586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=8716413878796876586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8716413878796876586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8716413878796876586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/saw-my-primary-school-teacher-while-out.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1640888124361048893</id><published>2008-04-26T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:11:32.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with Xin and Min for lunch after their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin had not reached yet so we went to get Min's specs first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin said she don't want to eat fast food yet she ended suggest mos burger lor. Quite funny right. Realised that min had many zhao to learn from. Her meothod of shaking the milk tea is better than the stirring de. And pooring all the fries into the basket and then shaking it to get all the salt out, is quite good as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slack for awhile there at mos before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided for a long time where to head down after lunch. In the end, we went Lot 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is not that well-structured cause we cant find any loos at other level other than level one. Besides the place don't have that many shop front as well. So we managed to finish shopping the whole place in one afternoon. But its good that the place has 'Mondo', Cotton On'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min went off earlier abit cause she need to get back home by 6.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1640888124361048893?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1640888124361048893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1640888124361048893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1640888124361048893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1640888124361048893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-out-with-xin-and-min-for-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-4232743698282583949</id><published>2008-04-25T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:02:16.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya... Down to hi club again. This time for the opening ceronomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I missed the first part of the performance. I only get to see the games part and the thursday instructors performance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games part perhaps is dragged abit too long, so some already lost interest. But the thursday instructors performance is quite good, I must said. The song is high and the performers are high as well. Their signings are quite standardized as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through the games part, I can see that some of the new students are quite good. They catch the finger spelling quite fast. Furthermore, when the test is meant for the basic students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the debrief, Xin managed to get the monday instructors to perform their 'Uptown girl'. Quite funny lah I must said. Think the audiences must have enjoyed this part. Though the formation is quite musical lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at the street there again. Luckily this time, we changed stalls. To the steamboat. The food is quite nice lah. The fish soup is very sweet lah. But just that, some people went cook the slices of fish, also pour in the 'fish water' also. Abit unhygenic I think lah. The side sides also quite good. The spareribs is nice, fried toufu quite okie lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-4232743698282583949?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4232743698282583949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=4232743698282583949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4232743698282583949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4232743698282583949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/ya.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-769984698043157679</id><published>2008-04-23T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:48:57.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to hi club after work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see their xtomic rehersal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is quite nice, the signs are quite nice also for some words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that the organiser don't appreciate seniors' help. He never considered our ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn their song there and played the popular game -  guru, hunter and the bear. Think some don't understand the game. Some just went in e middle of the game. I'm like fated to die in the second 2nd round of the game. Just cause I've got no expressions. The reason being simple: tired from work. So people misunderstood that I'm one of the bears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at the street there. Prata again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-769984698043157679?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/769984698043157679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=769984698043157679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/769984698043157679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/769984698043157679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-down-to-hi-club-after-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2990595430404667824</id><published>2008-04-19T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:25:01.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with Nora and Xin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had their brunch at The Banquet there. After brunch, walk around JP for awhile before heading down to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that for the first time I cant remember where I went and what did I did. So I just decided to end the post here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2990595430404667824?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2990595430404667824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2990595430404667824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2990595430404667824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2990595430404667824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-out-with-nora-and-xin.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-3122765542658586392</id><published>2008-04-18T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T08:56:58.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too long never updated my blog already, till I don't know where I should continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18/04/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my poly friends to P.S. (Now we had no forigeners among us) But ended up, we had dinner at orchard. Cause we cant find any that all of us agree on at there. Plus the queez was super long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead we had dinner at 'BEEKS'. Maybe the food wasn't to my liking, yue chi yue duo. Slack there for awhile more. Since they like to see the way the manager serve us the food. Abit weird. Girls look at girls. Then they also did something quite seducetive. Think the other customers see them as lesbians le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on to starbucks. Found some seats and with 'props' as well. Ended up we sat there for quite a long time before our props were gone form us. So we get new props to 'extend' our stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then home sweet home. Night rider again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited a long time before the bus came. While we become abit scared cause the bus stop is quite remote. And yue started scaring me cause she said we run a risk of being kipnapped here. (the cleaner vehicle came)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe ride home anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-3122765542658586392?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3122765542658586392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=3122765542658586392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3122765542658586392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3122765542658586392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/too-long-never-updated-my-blog-already.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-3599077780836296977</id><published>2008-04-05T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T03:54:04.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out for the out-of hi club hi clubers gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is to celebrate Wilson's birthday as well actually. A belated one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for the suki sushi buffet first at the cine there. It was such a long q lor. Luckily the couple reach earlier than us so they join in the q first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT first, the juniors sae wan join in buffet as well. But ended up, onli KY, WM, Min, Xin and I. Wilson joined later. After his work. He wear till the most formal that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate alot that day. But then the service there wasn't very good. They serve the food very slow. While waiting for wilson's we had already dunnoe ate how many plates le. When he came about 1 hour later(i dunnoe e time), the food then came. Two rounds of foods came together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seat at the wrong place that day as well. Cause that day KY keep touching me lor. I'm being molested that day. I lug gi. Even though is kenna touched by a gal lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the buffet, we take xiao wang to JE KBox. (Its convient for us). JM, Ivan, plus the Xin they all keep talking about hi club things in K lor. Spoil the mood lei. Then the couples, wilson, min n I dian ge lor. After awhile, Nic, YX, Jas came over le. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice time. We sang till 4 in the morning. In the end, only left xin n I - the only two girls. Plus 5 guys - JM,Ivan,YX,Nic,Wilson. The enthu couples sang till no voice so they have to go back first. After K, we went to eat at Mac (the first breaksfast). They ate, I did not ate. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;YX managed to get a car and sent us home, right to our doorsteps. What a nice service, the driver provides. Haha. Just that the ride is abit bumpy that all. But Nic quite poor thing lah. He lives the closest to JE quite has to go back after us. I'm the first to get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the guys settled their own transports. And wilson mangaed to get a group of people to acc him through out the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-3599077780836296977?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3599077780836296977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=3599077780836296977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3599077780836296977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3599077780836296977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-out-for-out-of-hi-club-hi-clubers.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-5943843928819286639</id><published>2008-04-04T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T03:32:36.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Orginally is planned to go out with Yue, Miss Ma n YA de. But then cause Miss Ma ia already booked le. So we can onli cancel today but booked next thurs and next next fri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since poly side cant make it, I might as well go out with Nora since its already planned to go out together le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping after our dinner. Nora was abit bored cause she cant spend. She has to spend money in order to be happy. Cause we got no night life. So naturally she feel abit bored to just shopping at night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora planned to go D.X.O there for drinks (take advantage of the ladies night). To celebrate Xin's birthday. But then alas, there is no ladies night le. So Nora was more disaapointed by now. They changed to thurs instead of friday. So we went to see a live band instead. The songs are quite nice. Just that, we were standing abit too near le, so our ears are abit painful lah. And there are no seats, so my heels are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the bands we went to the starbucks at the esplane there. There wasn't much seats so with just 3 of us, we managed to get a place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat there talking for a long time. And we realised that our topics changed from "What type of boyfriends you like" to now "Enagements, Marriage, Jobs, Life". Ooh... We are so old. 5 years down the road, we might just moved on to kids (can be others ppls'or our own if any of us get hitched early). &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was nice just sitting down there and doing nothing other than chit-chatting. After awhile, we catch the night rider. Xin finally realised that she had a bus right at her busstop (and min too) So Nora and I has to trek back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus, we had a little 'sec sch gathering'. We saw one of our long-time lost classmate. He is abit plumb now. And I cant recoginse if it wasn't for Nora. We dun talk cause he was not considered to be a part of our class in sec sch life. (He als played traunt). Even the teachers also dun considered him as part of our class. So we talked in low voices while he was with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Parents nagged abit after a late night's out)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-5943843928819286639?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5943843928819286639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=5943843928819286639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5943843928819286639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5943843928819286639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/orginally-is-planned-to-go-out-with-yue.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-4521382169693960486</id><published>2008-03-31T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T02:57:34.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waiting for something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a torture...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-4521382169693960486?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4521382169693960486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=4521382169693960486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4521382169693960486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4521382169693960486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/waiting-for-something.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-507654325571601941</id><published>2008-03-30T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T02:51:47.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to school for hi club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The musical changed to today. Abit disappointing lei. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We purposely went back to school to see their test and the interview. Ended up, xin and I had to be the last min interviewer. Is okie lah. And its lucky that those kenna test by us know us or has seen us before. If not imagine having been tested by 2 people that you have never see before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of their signings are not very good and I dun understand some of their signs as well. So even when I see them sign wrong I dun dare to correct them in case theirs is the new signs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went for our lunch - hokkien mee. Packed for us by Wei Ming. Luckily we got the lunch cos there isn't packed packed lunch for the campers actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some went to deco the stage. We ate our lunch first den we start to do their hair le. Ky start to do the make-up le in case she cant make it cos she only one peple today. Then the ballon-saver (daniel) start to blow the ballons le. Most of the are okie that after the 'scolding'. But some still like need people to sae. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the audience very low. Even their own performance also never high. Ended up our muscial also very low. Stll got people sleep through the musical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then followed by some prize-giving ceronomy. They left out min's prize. Luckily min is not that particular about such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the muscial, some debrief. So the main comm people do their meetings. Then the rest of us do the cleaing up. After that we went to eat first at the alumni. Today we ordered the family package. The foods is better here. But the soup is better at the other stall. With Wei Ming, the fish is never wasted. He eats the stomach and the head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, Wilson's parnter came, Ivan. He did not eat. So we choose to go to the Mac (cos we dun go pubs) there to chat awhile more before going home. A nice catching. After that, Nic, YX,Jas came over as well. We talk some more before catching the last bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are already plans to meet them for the next two sats...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-507654325571601941?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/507654325571601941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=507654325571601941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/507654325571601941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/507654325571601941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-down-to-school-for-hi-club.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-3357959933152180046</id><published>2008-03-29T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:30:50.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went back to school today for their camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See them play the games. The games are quite interesting but then is abit carzy. So i'm lucky to count my blessings that I'm not in this camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it seems that we seniors are not very welcomed into this camp. The juniors never tried to get us into theirs talks and games. We have to bond into their circles by ourselves lor. So mayb it will end like this is the last time to see us in hi club again. Of course, we will still have a get-to-togethers with those close ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to have dinner at the alumini there. The foods there maybe not so clean casue the next day, xin and I had diaherro. The couple dun have maybe their stomach too good le. But the foods there are reali worth the price. Quite cheap. A couples meal is enough to feed 4-5 of us. $7 per person if i rmb corectly plus we ordered an exta plate of LALAs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some seniors gave pressure. So the juniors have to do an hour of song siging first  before they play an hour of games. We are just in time for the games. We played guru hunter and bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The juniors dun really seem to enjoy the games, either they dun understand or that they dun wan to sign. So after Ivan took away the signing part, the juniors start to open le. They start to high le. But this batch of juniors very lah, they dun defend themselves when they kenna shoot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-3357959933152180046?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3357959933152180046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=3357959933152180046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3357959933152180046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3357959933152180046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-back-to-school-today-for-their.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-178312084521601538</id><published>2008-03-27T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:49:41.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to school to see the full dress rehersals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually abit disappoined cause by the time, I get there, I onli get to see the last two scenes. And there are like not into the thing. No expressions, no moods. Abit low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up they did a one last round with the hairdos. No make-up cause the artstic did not bring it. Then some of the hair accersories that they have to wear, they did not bring as well. So xin got fed up and she started to show her black face and raised her voice. Some of the people got scared by her as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they really like need a scoldings. They were like stil playing around in the backstage. And we have to do the hair so to know can we make it on time on the actual day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they did still let us do their hair. After the whole thing ended and some de-breifs. Xin still do a last min rehersals on a scene. All of us were very tired and so we back home and did not join some of them for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-178312084521601538?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/178312084521601538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=178312084521601538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/178312084521601538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/178312084521601538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-down-to-school-to-see-full-dress.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2611094111490337568</id><published>2008-03-24T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:31:51.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to celebrate Xin's birthday at the Ri Ben Chun there after our work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We choose to celebrate there cause its very close to our house. Almost of us can go back home just by walking or just take a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that most of us has already started working, we feel that its so hard to meet up now. We only has a few hours together to do our catching-up before we had to head home as we still have to work early in the morning. And weekends, not all of us as well, and we cant reali stay out too late as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to xin's celebration. Veron got the presents ready and she was waiting for us ouside the eatry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place has no menu, so you have to walk around to get whatever you want. For some dishes, you just have to get the order sticks and the staffs will collect it and give us the orders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate many dishes and of cause we have quite a number of pictures taken that day. All the pictures that I took that day turned out to be blur. And then they started scaring me. I really got scared by them. Ended up, the blur pictures were because I cant keep still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surprise was going well, but then one of the staffs came over to ask: can they serve the cake right now. So they spoiled the fun le. Nevertheless, after servering the cake, one of them quickly pass a present over to Xin and said: Happy Birthday. And xin, she believed it. At first I still have my doubts about this plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin: Wow, how come so many people know that its my birthday? &lt;br /&gt;We: Wow, this resturant service very good hor. Next time, brithday we also want come here. (the wrapper still got state 'from ri ben chun'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And xin cant even realsie that it is veron's handwriting. And the name of the resturant is not ri ben chun. Is N****M*** (I dunnoe). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, is we kenna tricked by her not the other way round. Maybe she is too tired I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dunnooe wanna open the present so we went on to give her the other thoughfuls presents. With a CARD as to prove our SINCERIRTY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the givings, we pestered sucessfully to get her to open the ri ben chun present. TA DA!!! She realised that she has been tricked now. It a photo frame of our indivdual photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2611094111490337568?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2611094111490337568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2611094111490337568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2611094111490337568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2611094111490337568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-to-celebrate-xins-birthday-at-ri.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-6432791336665633256</id><published>2008-03-22T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:17:24.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to school for the Hi Club musical today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The muscial is to be held on this coming saturday le. I have not been going on to see their practice. But from what I heard, the feedbacks about them is not that good. Ended up, the major people are quite stressed over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to today's happenings. We were suppose to do their hair and make-up and porps for the various act outs today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the guys do the props. While we the girls do the hair and make up. KY and her sis so the make up. Xin, Min and I do the hair. Actually I was just like anyhow do. A chance to play with people's hair and they cant complain about it. Wahaha. Main thing is Xin do lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dim expect to spent such a long time on their hair lor. At first i thgt in 2 hours time, we can fin with all their hair. Ended up we took more than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimei finally have all her things le. Cant imagine just of one person and all four seniors have to dug their things out. Luckily in the end we managed to get all for her. (I feel that we sort of force her to wear all this actually.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time, min had to leave for her family's gathering le. Quite sad lah. Cause the gathering is in the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When finally all the hair and make up are done, the actors and actreess start to do their things. Finally the whole thing ended. Xin and I start to analyse some of their horoscopes le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite into it recently. Some of the information that you researched is quite surprising. Though they are quite true for some in some ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at the alumin there agian. Prata stall. Xin and I were discussing on how to win the tables in front of us lor. Cause they were nosier than us. Luckily we never manged to win. Cause after some time, another diner couldn't take all the noise. He shouted at them to speak instead of shouting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, the whole place become quite like a library. In fact, I think his family suffered the most. They dun seem to talk as they ate. Another way, this is another reason why sign language is useful. Wahaha... You can use it anywhere as and when you like.  We just have to make sure that people dun asked you to speak instead of signing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin's bag gets heavier as the day ended cause she received some presents in sdvance. Mine gets lighter cause people had to wear the clothes if not the shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-6432791336665633256?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6432791336665633256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=6432791336665633256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6432791336665633256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6432791336665633256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-down-to-school-for-hi-club-musical.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-5786132071581644901</id><published>2008-03-20T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T01:33:24.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Keep running into the ex-colleages of my colleages since yst after lunch. The shorter of the twos keep stealing glances at me. (New staff, ppl want to know). Their conversations quite childish and funny. Ended up, he turn into the joke of our dept for the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way after work work today, saw my primary school classmate. We chatted for awhile. He was having his attachment in the same area as me. (Are other polys having attachment now?) He was working in one of the Big Fours lor. PWC (Price Waters Coopers). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was feeling weird as to why I envy him. And all my answers to him was: Because it was Big Four. But alsa, he is in the marketing dept. So quite irrelevant to me. Wonder if he would into contact with the internal auditors?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-5786132071581644901?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5786132071581644901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=5786132071581644901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5786132071581644901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5786132071581644901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/keep-running-into-ex-colleages-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-5293620349902492067</id><published>2008-03-19T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T01:19:11.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally learn something today le. Weekly report. COF (Cost of Funds). This is just one of the weekly reports that they have. They have daily reports as well. Management reports. And alot more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person teach me and left me on my own to look through again. While she taught, I dun dare to note down on paper. For fear that I would down her job. After she left, I began my note-makings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, another person is supposed to teach me de. But then, that person does not seem happy about teaching me lei. I overheard their conservations. She tried to push me to others when she has to teach me. Or if not just said that I know how to do le. This is a small job, but when I have bigger and more difficult things, can I survive with a mentor like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this work is to be done tml. The value is today, posting date is tml. I'm itchy to do the job le. Heex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I discovered one of the common hobby in my dept le. That is to see guys. When the people from MAS (Monetary Authority of Singapore) came down today to check. My dept ppl all become ferviously. They keep commenting how handsome the guy is. The eyes. The height. Actually the guy is really quite handsome, cause I sort of drop m jaws when i see the guy. Let me explain why. You will too when you see him. He had that perfect body build. The perfect height. His hand grip is firm. Plus the perfectly chiseled features. Added together all these factors, naturally he look so handsome lor. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-5293620349902492067?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5293620349902492067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=5293620349902492067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5293620349902492067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5293620349902492067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-learn-something-today-le.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1290198097908473680</id><published>2008-03-18T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T01:03:40.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One pai seh thing happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the perm staff form other dept came up today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thougth I was the old staff there. Cause I was doing my work then my head was down. So he couldn't see my face ma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On seeing me, he was quite embrassed lah. Then he said to another work-mates of mine: Got new staff why never introduce? Anyone prettier than you, I want to know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made my work-mate and me quite pai seh lor. Cause I was infront when he said this line. I was there and I hear everthing lor. Normally, my owrk-mate was quite open, she even seems and sounds baseful when she repeated these to my others work-mates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ya, there is a work-mate of mine. Her stomach is so strong that she can ta han foods that has gone bad. Literally gone bad. Food that has gone MOULDY and or long gone past its expiry date by ONE YEAR, she can still eat it lor. Got once, she kept the mooncakes for a year in the frigde then she still bring it and ask whether anyone wants. Of course, none dare to eat, she just ate it herself. Can you imagine eating something that has been kept for one year? Digusting right. How she managed to eat it, I'm not sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s sorry to missed hi club today. Got to rest. Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1290198097908473680?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1290198097908473680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1290198097908473680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1290198097908473680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1290198097908473680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-pai-seh-thing-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-224879322748920538</id><published>2008-03-17T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:50:08.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm into my second week of work now. Still quite slack. Quite enjoying it actually. But on the other hand, I'm yearning to learn something useful from there as well. Mao Tun right... Heex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go on to talk about what happened in work, I will just talk on some of the findings in my dept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss finally came back from her one week break le. She is quite nice lah. She buy alot of snacks and gave some to us. (Though she always ask me to distribute the gifts to my work-mates.) Furthermore, she keep asking if I'm used to the life here. Always smiling as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out that the company do not have half-day leave in the past. They just implemented it (found out from the email). This company seems to be quite strict in its dressing as well. (Evasdropped from my work-mates that last time the company still have rules on their hairsytle, shoes, etc). Thankfully, I joined when the company has given some leeway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snacks in the pantry is actually supplied by my boss herself de. (Such a nice boss). My work-mates are being rotated each month to cotribute to the pantry in our dept. (Luckily I'm not needed. Heex...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah... Blah... Blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't feeling quite well today. Headache... Body aches all over... Shivering though I have my jacket with me. Quite tempted to take the half-day leave actually. But was thinking that I have jsut been here for a week and I'm already starting to take leave le. This doesn't reflect well of me. Furthermore, I just have to tahan a few more hours before I ca go off. With these thoughts, I managed to push through the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-224879322748920538?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/224879322748920538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=224879322748920538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/224879322748920538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/224879322748920538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-into-my-second-week-of-work-now.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1422571606973249776</id><published>2008-03-15T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T11:30:39.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to hi club today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people are bringing their costomes today. Got some mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin overslept. Min see her grandma first before coming over to meet us at WM for lunch. Then I dunnoe why. Cant get to sleep more even though I seplt at 3 am last night and I'm quite tired actually. (wake up at 8 lor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two ate, I never, cause I just ate my breakfast which I never finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Nic (ah jie) on the way to the school. Obviously, we 4 were late. When walk towards Lt 26, saw ivan on his bike. Ky bluff us sae all reach le when some still missing lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the costomes abit hard to get for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all like not into the suiattion yet. Cause the thing they like cant do properly and the actions not on the dot de, not firm. They like not enjoy the thing. They do like they have to do not cause they enjoy. Seeing them like these, also dunnoe what to sae. Think the people most invloved will be quite ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Jp for dinner. Just the three of us. The stalls dunnoe why, all closed already or about to cloed le. When its not nine yet. Went to try the food at the new foodcourt there. The food is quite nice. But just that we dun like the service there. Is like super terrible. We dun know which stalls rings the bell for our food that we have orderede (all self-service, then to have a faster flow, you ordered the food then come back later to claim your food. And if you never heard the bell, your food will be given to others.) What kind of service is this? Luckily the food is nice. If not I will never eat there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have scoops after dinner. Quite nice. I odered a 'super mocha', Xin ordered a 'teh su su', min ordered a 'green tea'. All is nice except for min's odrer. Hers too green tea le. And is quite bitter. Walk around. All shops closed already, so we just head for the way home immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1422571606973249776?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1422571606973249776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1422571606973249776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1422571606973249776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1422571606973249776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-down-to-hi-club-today.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-8275709060879762593</id><published>2008-03-14T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T11:03:48.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fifth day of work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work. Work.Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slog.Slog.Slog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to hi club after work today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kenna commented by them about my dress today. They quite okie le. Just that expressions not there. And more into the thing will do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all left, we settled SM's costomes. She dun have alot of the things. Headache. Then do some other parts of the musical le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The security gaurd on patrol even said that we have to get a pass for staying so late in school lor. First time heard like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auyway, after the thing, went for dinner at Alumnin there. All 8 people squuze into the back of WM's van. Super rite. Somemore that seats is meant for 3 people de. 4 squeez and seat then the rest sqat. As ky is wearing skirt today, so when she sqat, we all sae that she is quite airy down there. Haha. Later, all rmb that I wear a dress also. Then all sae I also airy lor. Then KY is sqatting in front of me, then she keep placing her hands on my legs lor. And when the van move, her hands will slide abit in de. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent some time lookng for 9 seats. The JM is li hai lor. His back-view looks so fierce lor. Army de. Reali is okie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chit-chatting there. Min came down today also. Then the jokes all become cold de. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-8275709060879762593?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8275709060879762593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=8275709060879762593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8275709060879762593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8275709060879762593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/fifth-day-of-work-work.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-8245677703637389983</id><published>2008-03-13T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T10:48:08.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fourth day of work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special at work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work went out with Zy, miss ma, Ya. To get our sb. Luckily, I work abit late today cos dear Zy work OT again today. Miss ma als late de ma. Then Ya also als late de. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished my stuff, went to meet Ya first at Raffles MRT Ctrl there. We went to walk around togther first cause he sae he wan buy drinks, then somemore, Zy not here yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I reali look like servant girl lor. He keep asking to help him keeps his things lor. Of course, I refuse. Heex... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk around for awhile to kill time while waiting for Zy. Abit wu liao. Cause there nothing to shop and look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile,went back to wait for yue then head down to suntec together. Miss ma also wear till v cacusal today. Except for me. Luckily I dim cause my dept people wear quite formal today also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat at the yuki yaki there. Zy n I is e soup dept de. Miss ma n Ya is e bbq dept de. Soup de quite easy cos just throw everything in can le. BBq de have to take care of the food, make sure they not bcome char-ta. After 2 round of eating, Zy n I go take e prawns again. In the meantime, they change place then we have to bbq le. Its hard work lor. But its quite enjoyable lor. They even stir-fry the veggies. Miss ma thinks she eating sambal kang kong, she even add chilli in. But end up the veggies no taste cos no soya sauce. But the veggies is still not wasted, the cheif Ya ate it. When Zy n I took care of the bbq thing, any char-ta de n any food we dun wan to eat is all being taken care by a rubbish bin today. Haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite waste today's outing cause our main objective (sb) is not fuifilled n we cant grt to eat ice-creame today. Cos we eat a long time then some more we reach the eatry quite late. Furthermore, all of us have to work tml other than Ya cos he is rich. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Nice catching with you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-8245677703637389983?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8245677703637389983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=8245677703637389983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8245677703637389983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8245677703637389983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/fourth-day-of-work-nothing-special-at.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-4474775122393690223</id><published>2008-03-12T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T10:23:51.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Third day of work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much things to mention about my company actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the all-times favourite qns (you got bf?) they wait till today then asked abit slow. Not closed yet. Gussed that they afraid I'll be offened by the qns. They also asked to know whether I can blend into their chinese environment de. All speak chinese there de. Easy to blend in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do some other admin things again. Stop my bank recon for awhile. Wau. The admin is crazy lor. All the docs-hardcopy and softcopy have to be in the files. End up I spent whole days doing that. End up with 5 thick files. 10 sections in all. With sub-parts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. I guess people are not interested in my tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll move on to another topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work today, went down to hi club today. (feel abit bad, if I just quit from the musical like that just cause I work). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite late, by the time I reach le. N xin likes to ask me to buy food down there. (Do I look like a servant girl?) So of course I refuse lah. Heex. By the time, I reach there, they alr ding their scene 5 le. After much training, they manage to hit the expectations. Followed by scene 6. That scene, abit haha... No comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at bikit timah food center there with KY, WM, W, YX, X. Ordered the chicken chop. (same as WM, X) Quite nice. Not ex also. The rest ordered the (i forget wat). Crap somemore. Then dunnoe who start the topics on fish. End up all sae that I have a killer fish at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-4474775122393690223?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4474775122393690223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=4474775122393690223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4474775122393690223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4474775122393690223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/third-day-of-work-not-much-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-3548630940986201265</id><published>2008-03-11T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:55:27.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Second day of work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally can access to my com le. I dun even have the password to loh in my com lor. So the first day, I jux do some admin work lor. Quite slack right. But I dun reali seem to enjoy the idle day. Cause like redundant like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to check if my com can access to the internet, since I abit bored there. No things to ruch ma. No deadlines to meet yet ma. No INTERNET. They have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So meanwhile, continue with my admin job and then sort out the operation manual for my boss before she comes back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed quite slowly today. Realised that the accountants there are divided into two groups in terms of fasion sense. One quite conservative. Her clothes look like 10 years back. The other quite mordern. The skirt even is quite short and tight de. Dunnoe want to attract who, cause there is no guy in our dept and she is married le. Most of them are already married. The kids quite big already somemore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some work there for 30 plus years, some 20 plus years. The rest under the 10 years catergory. So i guess the benfits and welfare should be quite good ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company have no cacusal day de and the lunch break is only 1 hour, plus the food there is abit ex also and not exactliy nice to eat as well. So i guess that there is no birthday bash, no dessert day as well. I'm missing my attachment company. Cos over there is like play hard n work hard. I have not start work, and I'm starting to think of ways to play le. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually, I'm abit appresive about working there. Cause their transcations are quite volumise in just one working day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i dun have much to do, I finished the jobs already and I have to bother them again. In the end, they ask me to look at the bank recon. The heavest transcations de. I spent some time looking through it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person explain some things to me and left me on my own le. She abit like a lectureer cos I asked one question then she said that is for me to find out on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abit tedious the work. The seat is not comfortable to sit on also. So quite boring lei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my friend do OT le... Hahah... poor thing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-3548630940986201265?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3548630940986201265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=3548630940986201265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3548630940986201265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3548630940986201265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/second-day-of-work-i-finally-can-access.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-3827985225569191094</id><published>2008-03-10T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:05:27.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday - 10 March 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of work. So nervous. I couldn't get to sleep the night. Guess I was too nervous, excited and not used to sleep early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Zy at the JE control station. She was late and I spent the time counting how many trains went by before she reached. Altogether 7 trains in all. Heex. Can see that I quite bored right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach the company and wait in the Personnel and (dun rmb wat) P&amp;A dept room. Discovered that the people the company has recurited all come from the same agency. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Zy and I were waiting in the room, there is another new guy there also. Then while Zy and I crap there, that guy listened on quite intentively. I know he is listening to us because he laughed at our conservations. (He did not bother to act as if he cant hread us or seeem bored. Quite rude.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we were all assigned to our respective dept. I was the first to go to my dept cause my dept is juz beside the P&amp;A dept. So I dunnoe where they are assigned to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was abit like a ball passed around to the people there cause they dun noe what to do with me. The people that was supposed to tell me what to do have not reach yet. Meanwhile, I have to sit in front of a lady while she do her tasks as if I'm invisible. After that, I sat at my table and look around (cause I have nothing to do). Even the cleaner got things to clean lor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around there, realised I dun even have a calculator. How does an accountants works without a calculator? So calculator is our LIFE. They dig one out for me. Like I'm troubling them cause they have their own things to do also de ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm quite disappointed with the company. Because there is no pantry, just a small table set up in the storeage room for some snacks and drinks. The toilet only has one cubical (and is not beatiful as well). My dept is quite small and my space is quite small also (i find it abit cramped cos I not used to it, my APT co is much bigger). (I having high expectations here. Not my fault. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch, 3 of my work-mates bring me out for lunch. As my boss is on leave the whole week, she instructed them to bring me out for lunch. And the lunch is even on her accounts that day. Haha... Got a free lunch. (I like to eat free meals. Haha. ) I find this gesture very heart-warming like I'm being into this family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lunch is quite ex lor. $8 for a bowl of laska. Luckily not I paid. Quite boring during luch also cause not 'cooked' with them yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But during the work, I realised that they like to make jokes de. Some of the jokes abit cold de. They even have timing for jokes de. Close to lunch n after lunch. Cos others timing is juz reach company so cant jokes yet. Den another time is close to knock off so if joke need to work longer OTs. (this is my logic lah). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-3827985225569191094?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3827985225569191094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=3827985225569191094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3827985225569191094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3827985225569191094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/monday-10-march-2008-first-day-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2783178596264753432</id><published>2008-03-08T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T23:04:57.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just went to check my cca points. I found out that I'm just one point short form gold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its exasperating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine you are that close to something. But yet you couldn't get it cos you are just a little short of it. Short by just one point, one second, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so wasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2783178596264753432?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2783178596264753432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2783178596264753432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2783178596264753432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2783178596264753432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-went-to-check-my-cca-points.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-8790566853795299745</id><published>2008-03-08T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:41:27.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wed - 5 Mar 08 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wento down to sch for the musical. There are only two pairs. The couples group. They learn the dance - sway, today. They even had a pretty instructor to guide them today. I pair up with HX. Standard practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance steps still have to drag your feet grcefully form the side to the front. The instructor dim bother with us. Course we are there for fun only. Then quite bore lei cos like no one bother about us like that. So in the end, we went to help wilson with some of the things since he had to leave early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing about the dance is that you can reali excerise your body. So is great for slimming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the practice ended, HX n I went for dinner. The rest went back home, some to work. YX does not do a good recommendation about his terrority - clementi. Both HX n I does not find the food there is nice to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, the mac there has closed down and moved to some parts in Clementi. So the stalls along that stretch has been closed down including the bubble tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, thanks to THX's great eye sight for spoting things, we still get to have our bubble tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus home, I kept smelling the urine stench. At first, I thgt is I think to much or mistaken the smell for some other things. After a while, I asked HX. She then started to smell the air. To other passengers on the bus, we sure look funny to them. But who cares. HX dim smell it at first. After awhile, she also smell it. The funny thibg is that, the smell comes in waves. And the level of stench differs from each waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagina that the ride home that day was a 'home sweet home' ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri - 7 Mar 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to musical today. I'm the earliest today. Even wilson is late. As HX had her interview today so she came later abit. But today almost everyone seems to have something. Either they are late or could not come. So seems abit wasted today. Till now, there is still not a full strength. Ivan, KY, Carl all came down today. All of them I have not seen them since the closing ceronomy. So we were having quite some fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner at the alumni together except for the juniors. HX n I n Jas had the similar food. Only Jas enjoy the food. Both HX n I find the food n sauces abit weird. After some talking, we settle the bill and left. Thanks to WM's reminder, we got the dictionary back. No one remember about the dictionary. If it is lost, I wonder what the consequences are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HX also got a job already. And she is just starting two days later than me. So I guess the musical seems to be abit short of manpower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Sweet Home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-8790566853795299745?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8790566853795299745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=8790566853795299745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8790566853795299745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8790566853795299745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/wed-5-mar-08-wento-down-to-sch-for.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-6010692998873356184</id><published>2008-03-07T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:51:37.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Singapore is quite happening lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not read this. Its rubbish-vomiting post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that some people think too much of them(in my opinion). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the train with my friends. I saw this guy and I kept stealing glances at him not because he is handsome but because he looks abit weird to me. I know I'm mean. But curoisty kills the cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when he is about to alight, I noticed that his glances kept fickering to me. He was  just standing beside us. And when I look over to his side (I dun look at one direction for long), he looked at me. His glaze also seems to suggest something as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I did not interpret the glaze wrongly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-6010692998873356184?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6010692998873356184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=6010692998873356184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6010692998873356184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6010692998873356184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/singapore-is-quite-happening-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2668679727923123126</id><published>2008-03-07T21:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:47:00.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday - 3 Mar 08en&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down for an interview at Raffles place. This time is an interview with the conmpany - The Bank of East Asia Limited. This is through another agency. R.E (not the actual name) does not seem to live up to its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was abit lost in finding the place. Course the person said the building is behind Republic Plaza. So after reaching the back of the Plaza, I cant seem to find the building. Left with no choice, I have to seek help from the passer by. Even though, I make a point to reach there earlier, but then, as an street idoit, I managed to reach the company on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was abit disappointed with the appearance of the company. Their operations office -those that you come in contact with the bank tellers, was so nice. But when I took the lift, I was already disappointed. The lift was not big and not so class as well. So went up to the office, was not what I expected. The toilet also not that nice. I guess only my inter company has the best appearance in terms of building and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an interview by the Fianace Dept. She sae some of her company things to me. The job scope. Finally she asked if wheather I had any qns. Actually I dun reali have any qns. But then to appear interested in the job, I have to ask. So I asked about their curency in their f/s. She seemed quite pleased. But then it can be fake cos they are quite experienced in interviewing others. Even if, they are not pleased, they would still smiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview ended in half an hour time. I had trouble finding my way back to the MRT station. On my way, I see that there isn't much eatries around to accomodate our budget. (I'm thinking of food already. Heex...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than an hour time, the agency called back. I was thinking that this agency still got followed-up with their canidates. What good service they provide. I dim know that I was recurited. Below is the converation I had with the agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agency (A): How was the interview?&lt;br /&gt;Me (M): Erm... Okie I guess.&lt;br /&gt;A: Did they tell you about their job scope?&lt;br /&gt;M: Ya... (In fact, she explained alot to me though I couldn't understand all of them)&lt;br /&gt;A: So, are you interested?&lt;br /&gt;M: Ya. (This is a bank. After I leave, this will look good on my resume)&lt;br /&gt;A: You are shortlisted by them. Congratulations. When could you start work? Tml?&lt;br /&gt;M: Tml I cant. &lt;br /&gt;A: How about fri? You still have your weekends with you...&lt;br /&gt;M: I perferred to start on monday. &lt;br /&gt;A: Why ah? (she is pressing me)&lt;br /&gt;M: Personals matters (actually is cos I dun like to start bu san bu si)&lt;br /&gt;A: Erm... okie... I will check with them and get back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called later on. I guessed they reali need people urgently. So I guessed I will be quite busy there. Hope the people there will be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Sweet Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - 6 Mar 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from Zy and we both discovered that we went for the same interview. She is just behind me. And guess what? Both of us are recurited. Ho Ho Ho... Friends woking in the same company. I have a friend there. Isn't wonderful. Found out form her that there are altogether 22 people applied for this job. I dim know that it is so competitive. And of these 22 people, only 4 are being recurited. I'm so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - 7 Mar 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from MNC. She sounds quite interested in my resume. But then when she knows that I have a job offer already, she is abit angry. Course its I have wasted her time. But her voice sounds so nice. And her accent is abit american. I was abit awarkaward in my english. After that I went to hide from resume. She called later. Now I see that she is very interested in my resume. Furthermore, its located in JE - near to my house. A perm job some more. Waiting for her call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in dilema now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2668679727923123126?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2668679727923123126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2668679727923123126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2668679727923123126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2668679727923123126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/wednesday-3-mar-08en-went-down-for.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1200406579106819510</id><published>2008-03-03T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T04:46:54.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to the agency there with ZY in Raffles place there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she had a earlier meeting with the people, so I waited alone outside. Luckily, it was quite windy. If not, wearing formal wear out in the hot sun is quite hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The agency seems to be abit cheating. All the jobs that they mentioned in the internet are not mentioned when we meet up with them. In fact, they recommended us some other jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zy got it worst. Recurit express actually wanted to get her in. Since she is just looking for a temp job. So the people suggested that she might better off working with them. The basic pay is abit low but they cut a commission on the sucessful candidates that they refer to their clients. Other than this job offer, she was offered a job as an accounts assitant in SMRT doing A/P. Previsouly, I still joked that SMRT's P/L - Other Income will consists of fines receivables. But as for A/P, its like nth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to me, I'm to wait for the calls. Waiting is a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the interview, we went down to Bugis. As we reached there by 11, quite early, most of the shops were not opened yet. Finally, after rotting in KFC and Mac for so long, we decided to head to the village. Most of the shops were still not opened yet. We finally chanced upon one that we liked de, but then its not that nice. No shopping bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chit-chatted for awhile. Found out from her that I been given a nickname by one of our classmates. Little Chilli Padi. As to what I done to truely deserve this name, I'm not that sure. Zy is nicked as Miss tomato -  her face turns red easily, Miss ma is nicked as qian jin xiao jie - come from foreign country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the class outing that they have been planning is like still not on track. One of the guys even suggest going to a PUB. Imagine going to pub for class gathering. What's the guy thinking? Want to touch here and there? They even commented that cyclying is little kids stuffs. What's so great about going to pub? Furthermore, there is only 3 girls with about 6-7 guys. It's like 3 lambs in a pack of wolves. We might have to end up brushing off straying hands that cant keep to themselves. I can already imagine the seating arrangement. Zy will be made to sit next to ML. The rest I think you all are not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet Home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1200406579106819510?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1200406579106819510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1200406579106819510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1200406579106819510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1200406579106819510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-down-to-agency-there-with-zy-in.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-8718078183171571764</id><published>2008-02-29T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T01:27:16.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to Hi club again today. Twice in a week. Furthermore, today there is no min and KY. Ivan might turned up late. But he did not came in the end due to his work. So only, Xin, Wilson and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down early by 1 hour to familrise the dance steps before we teach them. And to clear the space. Its not a full strenths. Only one out of the four main leads came down. Sadly, there was not a full strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students learned quite fast the dance steps. Though some are still abit awarkard with their dance parnters. But its okie. They will get to know each other soon. We managed to do four scenes out of the seven scences as well. The progress is quite good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the students is a real shock to us - Tian Tian. She is always eating the guy's toufu. Then she dun dare to do the dance cos she cant stand a guy's hands on her. And its only on the shoulder for goodness sake. Not on any other parts of her body. And her dance parnter is her beloved K.C somemore. In the end, no choice, she is not in the dance. Jasmine sub her place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily during the last wed when xin,wilson and I do the dance first, we video-down the dance. Cos K.C sae I cant dance den I canteach him meh. Haha. That's the prove to them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actors tidy up the place before they left. Whereas, we 3 stayed and dicuss some things for a while. Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus-stop is forever pitch-dark. Save electricity or what. Imagined the girls down there. With a terrorist on the run, its dangerous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is abit cranky now. He always asked me to be home before 11 now. When I have been home later than that timing by 2 hours before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-8718078183171571764?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8718078183171571764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=8718078183171571764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8718078183171571764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8718078183171571764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/went-down-to-hi-club-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-3574887193836735937</id><published>2008-02-28T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T19:59:02.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/stars_say"  style="border:0px solid blue; "&gt; &lt;img border=0 alt="fun quiz for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/zodiac_sagittarius_txt.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets101 - &lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com" &gt;Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kop this from a friend of mine... Erm... what can I said... I dun like the tittle obviously. The meaning is not good. Hahah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-3574887193836735937?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3574887193836735937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=3574887193836735937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3574887193836735937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3574887193836735937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/lets101-online-dating-kop-this-from.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-4227910780114338757</id><published>2008-02-27T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T04:40:31.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to school for Hi Club today with Xin. For the musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time went down to 'our space'. Really quite nice. The seats look so comfy. The area closed abit earlier during the holiday. So the person remindes us to go off. As we usually uses coins to replace the person in the discussions of songs' formation. The person thgt we were gambling. Cos there were survilence camera there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we changed venue to Astro club house. Quite messy. Alot of stuffs. Even has food and milo there. Just that some of the stuffs may hav alr well past its expiry date. SO use at your own risk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some rest, we went back to work on the song - so close. After cutting down on the words for song singing, its now time for the dances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As xin's legs are not v well so I sub her. I danced with the guy. Wow... The dance steps are tough. Its reali tiring. As we are doing Walzt. So the dance parnters have to stand quite close to each other. Close do not equalivent to touch. Though it does look like from some angle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the begining, my dance parnter and I oso quite clumsy, even though we have known each other for abt 3 years. After more practicing, we have the chemistry le. So its better when danced. A dance with no chemistry, no matter how perfect the steps are are of no use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Xin recorded down our dance to improve on it. And provied suggesions on and off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the dancing, by the end of the day, one really can sweat. Dancing is truly a great form of slimming for the girls.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realy excited to see how the students will fare in this musical. Abit gloating in shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home. Cos by the end, we finished dinner at clementi Mac (its reloacting to blk 451 by this mth's end anyway), it 12 midnight. Xin helped to ask her dad to sent me home in her dad's car. THX THX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-4227910780114338757?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4227910780114338757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=4227910780114338757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4227910780114338757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4227910780114338757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/went-down-to-school-for-hi-club-today.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2733879479649331546</id><published>2008-02-25T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T01:09:26.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with Nora n Xin to Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at Jp first. At the banquet. The worker form the stall that Xin and I ordered from seemed to be quite lazy de. He cooked the noodles for quite a long time. He can still even talked on the phone meanwhile. Furthermore,he only soaked one bowl of the noodles in cold waters. The noodles were not even rised dry. Given his poor service, we wondered how can the stall mangaed in peak lunch hour. But the noodles turned out to be quite okie though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to bugis after our lunch. Nora keep asking to go down to clubs or pubs. At least for once in our lifetimes. Nora wanted to buy the skinny jeans. But the colours that she wanted do not carry her sizes. Nontheless, she brought a grey one. Later on she brought a grey jacket as well. She shoukd brought the red one cos it makes her seem brighter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopp in Bugis for a while more. Nora wanted to watch movies. But then the threater at Bugis only carry 3 pathetic shows. So we headed down to Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora changed her clothes. She changed into the jeans and the jacket. She is sexy that day cos her jacket has no shirt underneath. While she changed, there was some commotion betwee the cleaner and the security officer (both females). Apparently, the cleaner threw away a bottle of water that belonged to the security officer. Just the normal kind. Less than a dollar that kind. As the cleaner came from china, she was being scolded in three languages - vugalar dialect,malay, (i cant rmb wat the next lang). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atually, I pity the cleaner. Cos i personally felt that that was a big issue in the first place. The officer can jolly well buy back the bottle form any where less than $1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to shopping. Since we had a late lunch, we went to find Nora's friend, Azar. He is stationed at the mattres section. So the staff there were all looking at us. As if we walked into the wrong section. We had no luck of him. So we had our dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora wanted to eat her Fish and Co. So we had that. Anyway. Xin managed to ask Nora to spornspor part of our meal. $7.50 each. But she ended paying for our 'complete the meal which is soup of the day and a drink' plus the GST and all. She ended up paying more than $15 for us. Haha... Having a free meal is truly satifying. HAHah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The portion is big though. It quite oily as well. Being fried and the fattening but nice sauces. It good to have Nora there. She knows what sauces there are. And she asked the staff to bring for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were 2 of the sexes of the staff there as we has our dinner. We are so mean. I know. One of them, both Xin and I thgt it was a guy because of the way she walked and her hsirstyle. But when we saw her cheast, we know its a girl. The other, we had a harder time guessing the sex. As he had a small build and long hair so we thgt it a girl. And we keep tring to see the chest and the Adam's Apple. But after hearing the voive, we can safetly cmf its a man.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for Azar to went home tgt as well. Home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2733879479649331546?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2733879479649331546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2733879479649331546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2733879479649331546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2733879479649331546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/went-out-with-nora-n-xin-to-bugis.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-490265872057591606</id><published>2008-02-24T08:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T08:38:52.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin Bu Zai Yen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-490265872057591606?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/490265872057591606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=490265872057591606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/490265872057591606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/490265872057591606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/lost.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-6241715174080309033</id><published>2008-02-22T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:03:15.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect the unexpected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last qns is the killer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost all expect to b killed in tt qns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out wif ZY, Miss ma n the starbucks treater...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Crystal Jade for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E food quite okie... But the noodles cant seem to b tear easily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for starbucks... Its free... Cos one of my friends owe us... $25.10 in all... He still have to draw in order for the treat... But the cashier waive away the $0.10 for us cos we dun hav coins on us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discovered a new and shorter route to MRT... But we saw a woman changing her shirt at the stairs there... I was walking behind with my anonter friend so by the time I got there, I only see part of her black BRA cos she was pulling down her shirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder, there are cases of rapes... Luckily, we are with the starbucks treater tt day... If not, based on his rapist character, I dun tink he can control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-6241715174080309033?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6241715174080309033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=6241715174080309033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6241715174080309033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6241715174080309033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-day-of-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-4363104409236373750</id><published>2008-02-10T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:49:59.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recuirement Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__-pag2RI/AAAAAAAAALk/CK8OpnXDkyA/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__-pag2RI/AAAAAAAAALk/CK8OpnXDkyA/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165628749351278866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Ceromony - over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__-5ag2SI/AAAAAAAAALs/wFVmUa4kMXg/s1600-h/P5310029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__-5ag2SI/AAAAAAAAALs/wFVmUa4kMXg/s320/P5310029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165628753646246178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__-5ag2TI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4MqI2GO7-kQ/s1600-h/P5310030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__-5ag2TI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4MqI2GO7-kQ/s320/P5310030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165628753646246194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6___Jag2UI/AAAAAAAAAL8/CICnzu8kbOI/s1600-h/P5310028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6___Jag2UI/AAAAAAAAAL8/CICnzu8kbOI/s320/P5310028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165628757941213506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6___Zag2VI/AAAAAAAAAME/fk_6AsQDQf8/s1600-h/P5310039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6___Zag2VI/AAAAAAAAAME/fk_6AsQDQf8/s320/P5310039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165628762236180818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R7ADTJag2WI/AAAAAAAAAMM/oCQavWNqwck/s1600-h/P5310025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R7ADTJag2WI/AAAAAAAAAMM/oCQavWNqwck/s320/P5310025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165632400073480546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R7ADTZag2XI/AAAAAAAAAMU/t2spjwrCumg/s1600-h/P5310034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R7AGlpag2kI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2fWcm2LLD5c/s320/DSC03220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165636016435944002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R7AGlpag2lI/AAAAAAAAAOA/dB7fxs-Evis/s1600-h/DSC03219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R7AGlpag2lI/AAAAAAAAAOA/dB7fxs-Evis/s320/DSC03219.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165636016435944018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feng Dian Steamboat gathering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__a5ag2MI/AAAAAAAAAK8/k8NAEjskDiA/s1600-h/P1010483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__a5ag2MI/AAAAAAAAAK8/k8NAEjskDiA/s320/P1010483.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165628135170955458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__a5ag2NI/AAAAAAAAALE/nd7w9lGzrgo/s1600-h/P1010509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__a5ag2NI/AAAAAAAAALE/nd7w9lGzrgo/s320/P1010509.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165628135170955474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__bJag2OI/AAAAAAAAALM/N-3x2VglmDw/s1600-h/P1010510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__bJag2OI/AAAAAAAAALM/N-3x2VglmDw/s320/P1010510.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165628139465922786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__bJag2PI/AAAAAAAAALU/eMSwZP-DIpM/s1600-h/P1010520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__bJag2PI/AAAAAAAAALU/eMSwZP-DIpM/s320/P1010520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165628139465922802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__bZag2QI/AAAAAAAAALc/OjYW3it5umw/s1600-h/P1010522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__bZag2QI/AAAAAAAAALc/OjYW3it5umw/s320/P1010522.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165628143760890114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-4363104409236373750?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4363104409236373750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=4363104409236373750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4363104409236373750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4363104409236373750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/feng-dian-steamboat-gathering.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/R6__-pag2RI/AAAAAAAAALk/CK8OpnXDkyA/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-8671729770074839452</id><published>2008-02-02T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:03:38.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>opening will</title><content type='html'>1st Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went New Year Shopping with my family today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I als had so much during this period of time. Cos can test-eat the new year goodies. And I als pester my mum to buy this and that. (Those tt I like to eat) In case, she forget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acc my mum to buy her New Year clothes a few days ago. Its super crowded as well. My mum had trouble buying her clothes. Its either the colour she dun likes or its there is limted size. After browsing through so many shop, my mum finally chnaced upon one that she finally found smth she likes. But that shop dun have the clothes in chili red which my mum loves. The hot pink dun carry her size. So she try a diff colour. So ya the clour suits her well oso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice day today. Nice time shopping without the guys. Shopping with guys is diff. Cos they are practically doing nothing when we the girls are happily shopping. So they tend to rush us. No rushing today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Sheng Shiog buy the food needed for the liao yu sheng and and some sweets as well. The steamboat items we buying tml. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad suggested eating over there. But when we got there, most of the stalls are not yet opened. Its noon alr. After walking one whole round, I dun noe what to eat. My bro just went back to the table without buying any food lor. He is the big-eater some more. Als saying he is hungry. Looking ard, the ppl likes to have the breakfast set - toast and 2 eggs and coffee. The qeeue for the 2 noodles stalls are so long. By the time I would have fainted from no food to eat. Left with no choice, I buy some chee chong fun, ect. Wasn't very nice. The ppl was abit slow in their service as well. Suddely felt that my house offers great foods and services. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its super crowded cos left only 3 days to chu xi. End up we bring back a cart full of goodies. Imagine hw much we have brought. And that is excluding the steamboat items. But it okie. Cos we have the guys with us to carry the items. Haha. My bro is big so he has to carry more thing now. Heex. Can bully my bro now. He cant sha jiao now. My parents dun bother abt him if he tries now. Ya, he likes to bicker with my sis and I. And he very happy cos he has grown taller than us. Finally can be the 'eldest bro' that he has als wanted to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to get the items needed for the steamboat. On the way, we passed by a roadside selling the can opener. The salespersons were saying that the can after opening the can, the can will not have cutting edge. The lid can still even be closed if the can is not finished in one eating. There is another anutie, she seemed to be condamning the salespersons. My mum joined in ltr on. My mum was looking for so long and I thgt that she wanted to buy the thing. Never did I imagine her to do smth like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway to save us the trouble of lugging the heavy bags of gorgries ltr on, we bring along our own push cart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy... Buy... Shop... Shop... Home sweet home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear my own stuffs today... Table is too messy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day before the Chu Xi. And I still have to go back to school for AFA revision lect. There is not much ppl on the street also. And the bus was quite empty as well. New Year mood alr and still have to go back for school. If it wasn't for exam purposes, I wouldn't want to go back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have lunch with ZY, miss ma. Saw some pri sch kids. And I rmb abt my own times. How I miss those days. Without any troubles. No worries. So carefress. Unlike us. Having to take care of back-stabbers. Having to diff btw real and fake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 and 6th Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breaksfast, spent the day spring-cleaning the whole house. Been on my feet since then till before steamboat. Wiped those places span and spick. Wiped the window panes, walls, window grilles. Of course I cant do all this on my own. If I do it on my own, I dunnoe when I would ever finished. Of course, we 3 siblings do it tgt. We cleared room by room tgt. Of course, my bro do all the window panes. He is wiping them so happily in his own room, that weask he to do for the whole house as well. The rest I slipt it btw me and my sis. After all this, we still have to sweept the whole house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, my sis and I have to help my mum out with the steambost thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy eating for 2 whole hours. My bro even helped to clear the dishes after he finished eating. First time he helping out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th Feb 2008 &amp; 8th Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out visting my relatives... All were saying ya I'm gg out to work soon le... That just made me afraid. And ya... All were saying have to open eyes big cos its time to find a bf... My mother's side even commented that if not they will have to help me find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I managed to fished out some secrets abt some marriage also. Like how they got to know each other. Heex... Nice time spent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its strange gg to my father's side cos there are no oldes ones there anymore. Its weird. The feeling is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-8671729770074839452?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8671729770074839452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=8671729770074839452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8671729770074839452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8671729770074839452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/opening-will.html' title='opening will'/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2457493173853502488</id><published>2008-02-02T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T21:09:09.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Realised that I have not blog abt the opening ceronomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... Its has been so long ago le, so I dun noe where should I start also. I shall let the pictures tell the stories then. But its the best opening ceronomy so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now lets just go into the closing ceronnomy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closing ceronomy was good also. But then this time round, I dun have the privilegde to sit back and enjoy the whole performance. I was like keep running back and froth. First is for my Monday Instructors Perfroemance, My class 2A Performance and lastly the Alumini and Graudating Students Performance. This would have been the perfect closing ceronomy saved for that the alumin ppl were not present that day. But I have met up with my Acc senior - Cellissa. Dorren as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOnday Instructors Perfromance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to said, we cant bring high the audience. Cos the PA system is not working well. This cant be blamed cos the PA ppl has tried out the things b4 the ceronomy starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still love the performance nonetheless. We had so much fun during our rehersals as well. All of us were quite high that day as well. All of us were having fun as well. I like the formation -kallang bow, all of our signs are quite standarized as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class 2A Performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the formation was still quite okie. The students has not disappoint me. Even though there is one student who backed out of the formation very last minute. Cos he never practice so he dun want to be in. Nonetheless, all those angry moments that I have with them are now all gone. All of them made the effort to memorise the whole song and the formation. Abit complicated also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the formation was not perfect cos the students forget some of their parts. But at least it was not obvious. Cos the 2 girls by the side has collaborate with each other - sign tgt, one forget the other also dun sign. At least there is some standarization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only reflector as well. Cos my teaching partner, Daniel, had to do his PA stuff. So I'm alone. Luckily its okie for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time with them, I have actually come to like them even though there were angoising moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first and last time as an instructor. Being an old bird and a firt-timer, youy parnter tend to look up to you. And the students as well. Cos you are expcted to noe so much. And with my wen shun teaching parnetr - Daniel, I had to be the firece one in the class. Its tiring actually. What more, with a class of instructors as well, its actually more challenging to control them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have gained some insight from them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some others classes performance as well. Not just my class. For more info, pls go to you-tube. Ya, there is a video also. I dim get to see it cos we had to get ready for our highlight of the day. And I was eating outside with Min alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumin and Graduatating Students Performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy this part of the performance the most today. The audience were great. They clapped their hands tgt with us. When I thgt that they might be too leng chang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is the only time where YAHLI and WHY LAI plus the alumini ppl to meet up as well. We had so much fun at all the rehersals as well. But I gussed after that day, it would be hard to meet up again. Other than at birthday celebrations. Cos everyone would be so busy with their lifes. And I wonder would we be laughing at our own performances later on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a last minute bonus for the auidence as well. Anyone of us. We had Steph, Tze Hui n Wan Qin in also. But I gussed this song is not very standarise. Haha... Not all of us can rmb the whole song. Just that I think Ivan is very attention-seeking n his gay parnter, wilson as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a short debrief. Not much bad things. The main comm ppl had their own meeting outside. So the rest of us had to clear up the mess and they had fun taking pic with the deco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to change before wenting home. Dun wan to go home in retro dress. Ppl would laugh at us I guessed. But the toilets are errie and digusting. So one change one guard the door.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home. Saw Eugene along the way. Xin and I had ppl to carry our bag of clothes for us. Heex. Thx. Yong Xin. Although you did not helped willingly. Crap with him and his quite friend by the name of Wt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2457493173853502488?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2457493173853502488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2457493173853502488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2457493173853502488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2457493173853502488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/realised-that-i-have-not-blog-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1536515787499061467</id><published>2008-02-02T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T08:01:52.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are The Empress&lt;br /&gt;Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation.&lt;br /&gt;The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents, beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You may be good at home decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1536515787499061467?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1536515787499061467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1536515787499061467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1536515787499061467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1536515787499061467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-are-empress-beauty-happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-6339847376769312979</id><published>2008-02-01T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T21:29:39.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had two practice with my class before the actual performance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun noe what to do with them. They noe their signs and everything and ya their formation. Finally. Had a hard time telling their formation. Cos we did not have a full strength during the last lesson. So now those not had just to make do with whatever resources we had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I feel quite pity for those who had to come for theses 2 rehersals cos some ppl did not come. And they end up having Hi Club all the way from monday to thursday. And it is not like there is no school for them anymore. So ya those who had come blamed on those two who did not come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much pratcice, they finally get the whole thing rite. And some of the students seem quite wishy-washy abt some of the things I wanted them to do. Its not very hard. And surprisingly, its the guys who dun dare to do the things. Their girls parnter are very supportive. Ya, and one students even resquested that I do the thing - hugging, with my teaching parnter, Daniel. Naturally, I do it. And that seal up his mouth. Haha... This is nothing. Compared to what I have seen and do and have to do. Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home. Thankfully, I had 2 students - Rui Hao and Yong Xin, who had to cross the nei he qiao with me. If not I would be quite scare I think crossing alone. Cos its quite dark alr by the end we end the whole practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know their secrets as well. Heex... One likes to flirt. Still can have diff levels as in playing games like tt. The other dun have one b4. But feels like having to pactice. I dunnoe what is there to practice. For hugging? Kissing? Touching? You gussed who is who ba. Have fun guessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-6339847376769312979?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6339847376769312979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=6339847376769312979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6339847376769312979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6339847376769312979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/had-two-practice-with-my-class-before.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-7233670782891283266</id><published>2008-01-31T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T07:06:36.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We received the comments or rather the grades for another proj today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't what we expected. In fact, all the groups tt has been expected to perform well has fall short of the expectation. The unlikely group got an A. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt as if the world has collasp. Becos we spent so much time and effort on this prj and yet this is what we has got back. And the group tt got an A has been so slack. In fact they are the slackest group lor. And when they present, they lacked alot of things. Is like their presentation is so shallow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is due to their good fiancial statements (f/s). All the analysis and ratios has been done for them. Our company dun release to the media and we cant get alot of information abt them. We can only guess. Twist the facts from our rival company. Even our teacher said tt our co is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But our rival company (Sincere Watch) has done so much better than us lor. When we noe this, we felt so stupid lor. Becos theirs group and our group are so closely liked tgt lor. And yet, we has done so much worst than them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever the 3 of us go out and saw the company, we joked tt we should go inside the shop and tell to the sales persons abt their performance based all the ratios and start to tell them our analysis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We has become carzy from doing all the ratios. In both AFA n Aduit projs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually I'm abit worried abt the two bitches. Oxy is more straight-forward. But CF is more schememing. I dunnoe what they will do next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost the last day of sch alr, and yet we have not even taken a class photo yet. All becos some ppl are not here. So not whole class. Damn the guys. Who wants to take photos with snake. Might get eaten buy them without knowing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen the two bitches' blog. And get more fed up with them. Turn the tables back on us. Saying tt we are the real bitches. Wear a mask in front the guys (classmates). We dun need to do all this. If you dare, say all tt the two of you has done not to deserve the grades tt you get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its not bad with this new class though. There is a rumour gg on in my class though. Haha... Know tt some ppl in this class are quite lame as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-7233670782891283266?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7233670782891283266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=7233670782891283266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/7233670782891283266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/7233670782891283266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-received-comments-or-rather-grades.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-5588939625564432188</id><published>2008-01-30T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T06:43:30.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My audit tutor resquest tt the group doing the The Hour Glass to stay back after tut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got scared. The teacher tok in the whole class and the class was not even empty yet. This is regarding abt the peer evluation thing. And we even submit 'supporting doc' to the teacher as evidence. So it was quite obvious tt we cant iron things out alr. The teacher still even wanted to discuss n can even changed the marks if we wanted to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher was dumb cos if we can talk things out, we will not have resort to this. He even show the 2 bitches abt the peer evlauation thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We 3 went off first since we are not needed anymore. But we ltr heard from friends tt they act pity. Spread some tales abt us. Saying we nv do the proj. One went to work. The other went dating. And even said tt they dun wan this peer evaluation to hurt our 'friendship'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you have never came to try to talk to us anymore. All you cared was abt your grades. You have not done well in ur CT so in order not to failed, you sent a smyphta sms to us to patch back the friendship. And you only choose to sent it to the one who wrote the evulation thing. If this 'friendship' is valuable, then why is it the only one fails her CT sent us the sms. The other who has done well has not done anything yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, for the whole proj, you nv bothered to ask where has we progressed so far. You dun even want to stay back to do the proj. Saying tt you cant concerate in school and not feeling well. Even show us black face when we have not completed the thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this kind of attitude, you want to earn high grades for your proj. Tan gu gu ai shi bo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-5588939625564432188?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5588939625564432188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=5588939625564432188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5588939625564432188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5588939625564432188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-audit-tutor-resquest-tt-group-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-683086756217491459</id><published>2008-01-01T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T02:54:02.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its New Year today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the clock strikes 12 midnight, the people ard my block shouted Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I'm in my home. Pathetic you would said. But more pathetic to be still doing proj at this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suddely came to my mind that 'New year so what! I still have to slog out of guts for the proj all becos ppl are not doing their job'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-683086756217491459?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/683086756217491459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=683086756217491459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/683086756217491459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/683086756217491459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-new-year-today.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-9078760230222142860</id><published>2007-12-01T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T02:40:59.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This whole month is practically doing projs during the 2 wks break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday ago, min, xin n I were shopping for her present n doing her card at my hse.&lt;br /&gt;We nv expected to do till so late at my hse lor. I tink xin n min catch the last bus hm lor. So they nv help me to clean up my hse lor. But its okie lah... Thanfully, it wasn't much to clear up. Min walked all the way to the next bus stop alone in the dark cos she said there alot of dark-skinned de. But she still managed to hop on to the bus. Althetic Min...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun even had the time to go for veron's bdae celebration. Truely Sorry. When alr phyu n Wt cant make it alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So xin planned smth for veron. She had to find us one by one n do watever is stated&lt;br /&gt;in the cards. Watever she do is of course video-tapped down. After I had done my proj, I had to communicated with min n xin so they can get ready. I had to find a place n hide. Its was very hard to hide cos there wasn't mch place to hide. And it was dark n it was the time for the dark-skinned. So hiding was scary n strange cos ppl were looking at me lor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made veron to change into her bdae present as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been hearing from CF tt OXY is the kind of ppl tt will not respose back to u in the holidays de. Even though she is in S'pore. And she even had a fight with her whole class over this kind of incident. It then suddely dawned on me tt CF is a shuai tou she. Why else will she keep saying bad things abt her friends. And actually all 3 of us had been brain-washed by CF. So after the holidays, we no longer can tok to each other. When prev, we can tok for hrs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to become wary of CF. Becos I guess tt since she can said smth abt her close friend, think she can said bad abt us to OXY as well. And this is true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We marked them and one of their friends down as well. To be frank, I'm not feeling gulity at all as well. Called me bad-hearted if you wish. I even had no qulams abt failing them or to give a zero as well. For they reali did not contributed anything at all. And we are als the ones doing eveything till late or rather early in the morn (till 5am)n tml still hav sch at 9 or so. But I had a friend who is kind-hearted. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, its seems tt they are oso being marked down by others as well. And they had this prob in the past as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And CF can even use an excuse tt no one can think of. No electicity. But she is still able to go online tt day. She dun bother to ask for help when she dunnoe hw to do the task. OXY just said in her blog tt her' bro had an accident. But other than tt, she been having a great time with her bf n friends, n family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CF reali noe how to lie. Anyone want to learn lieing, pls go to her. She can even said tt she told us abt the tut ppt when she dim tell us. I confront her over in the phone. I dun even want to do the tut but kind-hearted friend of mine still do it. Left with no choice, miss ma n I had to do it over lunch. Make us miss our lunch lor. No applogise from her as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-9078760230222142860?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/9078760230222142860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=9078760230222142860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/9078760230222142860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/9078760230222142860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-whole-month-is-practically-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2768392988018375704</id><published>2007-11-30T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T01:48:02.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Birthday Celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I say I'm lucky or wat. When I thgt tt for the MA proj, the 3 of us can work tgt in a grp. But then, teacher changed suddely to pair work. And I hav to work tgt with someone I dun noe. And a guy at tt. And someone who als dun seem to do anything at all. By working with him, I may have to do everything myself. Ya... n ppl tease...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, I'm not the 1 prsenting the AFA today. I'm next wk. A day be the CT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky oso becos my proj mates are nice to let me off today. No proj today. N becos FD dun allow me to do as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm reali lucky. To have a full-strength of Feng Dian to celebrate my birthday with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bluff me tt min had to work OT today n meet up with me. In the end is tt she had paimo. But i even dun noe abt her secheduel. Sorry. MIn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin met up with me first in sch as she had a make up lesson cos of her prev Education HK Trip. Envy her. Then meet up with phyu n vero ltr at WM. Wt came ltr as she had to fin her work b4 she can go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dinner there tgt at ... (i DUNNOE THE NAME OF THE PLACE). I like the xiao log bao there. But i dun like the noddles. Mayb i order the wrong thing cos xin said tt the place's noodles is nice to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While eating, WT n I complain abt our course thing. And their comments was tt the 2 of us are complaining abt our individual n yet we can still carry on this conversation. She marked down ppl as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, Xin passed a bag n bluff tt it was my bdae present. I'm quite scared actually cos I dunnoe wat is inside. And oso cos she had been carrying it all the way from sch. But its actually lao po bing tt she buy for Eugene. Its a fake present to want to me to believe tt min is reali not coming after all n we are gg home now after the eating. Quite sad if it was real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they just go straight for the exit n min appear at the right timing with my real present. I even kpo abit abt the 'bag' she was carrying in her hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made to open the fake present though. After min appear, they make me go to the toilet and make me wear the real present - a dress with a small bag. Plus a HK present tt xin got. A small oval wodden mirror. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THX guys for the presents... And for the little trick... Dun make me to post a gan yan here. I'm not gd at this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2768392988018375704?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2768392988018375704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2768392988018375704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2768392988018375704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2768392988018375704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-birthday-celebration.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-339614059383922828</id><published>2007-11-23T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T01:12:24.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ordinally wanted to went for my NAPFA on fri de. (cos fri we has a formal ppt, we dun wan to carry alot of things) But when we got to sch today, all of our classmates are doig it today. So Zy, miss ma n I decided to do it today when we had all the companion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Zy n I skip 1 lect today n went back to change n get some stuffs for miss ma. Then all of our classmates laugh at the 3 of us. Cos they nv expected us to reali go back n change for the NAPFA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even our teacher keep looking at us oso. We had a tut with him today earlier on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ma n I planned to went there to fail. So we dun plan to give our best since we noe we will surely fail at some stations. Haha... Moreover, one of teacher even say tt some of us are just not fit tt all. With this 'encouragement', we are happy to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zy say tt she want to get a gold since she has been getting 1 all along. But she fail in the end as well. But quite pity cos she is okie in other 5 stations. She is one of the first i the 2.4Km ru as well. But from the 3rd round onwards, she is one of the behinds. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ma n I noe ou limits tt during the 2.4km run. We automatically go to the back. We even dun planned to run cos Cai Fen said to conserve enenery ltr when all are tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the excersing, the 3 of us n OXY N CF went to eat tgt b4 home sweet home. So tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-339614059383922828?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/339614059383922828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=339614059383922828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/339614059383922828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/339614059383922828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/11/ordinally-wanted-to-went-for-my-napfa.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-5667454841837231161</id><published>2007-11-17T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:55:07.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since min had alr been booked by us tis day, we make full use of it to vist one of our sec classmates who had met with an accidient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite sadening to heard such a thing happening to someone I know. Even though we are not very close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is paralysed from the neck down coz she had been knocked from behind in the passenger seat. Luckily, the operation was a sucess. She will be able to move perhaps a year later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually when I first heard abt the news, I thgt it was some panke played by ppl who hate her. And I even thgt its very bad of tt ppl. Never did I thgt its real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min, veron, xin n I get a little get-well gift for her from JE after our lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dunnoe wat to say to her when we saw her in the hopspital. Her neck is banaged. Both of her arms as well. When we paseed her the gift, its more sadening to heard her say tt she cant take it. But she is not facing all this alone. She had the support from her friends and her famaily - her biggest pillar of strength. She has been a strong girl as well. She took it in her stride. Even though this is not her case initials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This had been a sad gathering at a sad place. We saw many sec classmates and even our form teacher - Mrs Tan. She commented tt we had changed alot. She dun even rmb my name anymore. How saad... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time we left. And our dear min, she dim get our hint tt we wanted to leave. Min went to have dinner with her family. The 3 of us went to herren cos xin wanted to get her Jay Chou's CD. Dinner at NYDC. OOh... we were so sinfull tt day as well. Coz we ordered a mudpie. So DELICIOUS!!! But we SHARED. So not so sinfull after all. Heex... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-5667454841837231161?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5667454841837231161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=5667454841837231161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5667454841837231161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5667454841837231161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/11/since-min-had-alr-been-booked-by-us-tis.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-9163459226017543242</id><published>2007-11-14T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:32:43.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a long time, I finally had the time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumin Birthday Surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoz of min n veron's hetic sechedules, xin, veron n I hatched another evil plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I communicate wif her family to see when she is coming back after her celevration. And finally go into her house to surprise her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, her family was very supportive of this idea. They even help us to plan where to hide ourself and our shoes. Her mum was even telling us abt min's routine. She will put down her bag in her room den she will go to her study room to change into her shorts. And we waited. But we were scared tt we are quite obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she came home. But she went ard toking before she finally came into the room to change her shorts. Min just changed her shorts without even switching on the lights. So, I had to burst out laughing to stop min. In case, her changing went down even further. Veron was still waiting for min to change into her shorts den tell her tt she had seen everyting. So she did not do anything even though min has started to unbutton her jeans le. Xin cant see anything as she is furthest back. &lt;br /&gt;whatever, we 3 had seen tt day wil be our secrets... wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got a real BIG shock from us rather than surprise tt day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we chatted all way till 11pm before we went back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-9163459226017543242?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/9163459226017543242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=9163459226017543242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/9163459226017543242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/9163459226017543242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/11/after-long-time-i-finally-had-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-3388469490428630732</id><published>2007-11-10T23:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:32:40.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lynettechua.mypersonality.info" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/3/30268.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width=0 height=0 style="visibility:hidden;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/counters/dBFII5RbVxUc8nBdc3bMDTvNxh8YPCZT0EgEosybDqqgUUkcWSS7cSr86jWLEx2NNLUXMas7LFfX_RPcVvJUJqeqzfPjb-jptyKE3BPMgzO_aszL7cKWveP1dE_CZdLdV-qiTeu0HcsBnnYZtNwlPuR7G3fAacxbBSDSpHrUpws=.tif" &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-3388469490428630732?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3388469490428630732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=3388469490428630732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3388469490428630732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3388469490428630732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/11/httplynettecheerfulgalblogspotcom.html' title='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/'/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-8518656702607307312</id><published>2007-11-10T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:06:20.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went back to school for PPP (Prepration Programme)... it stretch for 2 sats lor... one down left one more sat n tt it... we are forced to go cos if not cant graduate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarts at 9 juz like a normal sch day... n end at 1.30pam... n only a half hr break tt all... but as u noe, all e Acc ppl break at almost same time... Furthermore, e canteen dun hav much food n end up all hav to eat sandwhiche...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;futhermore when juz last nite, my nite n I do proj till 10pm lor... so tired today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e teacher looks fierce but luckily she is not... but she toks v slowly... n can reali feel like slping there... but actually she is v poor thing cos when she is toking no one is listening... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after sch, i went bach to slp... haha... slp for 4 hrs straight... all e way to dinner time... 7pm... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-8518656702607307312?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8518656702607307312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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tut wk of sch n i hav to do proj till 10 pm in sch le now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering y r we so hard on ourselves... 6 ppl in grp but like als onli we 3 ppl do de... one has even meet up for proj yet n e proj is due next mon le... den e other we dunnoe de den not close so when do proj, we split into 2 grps le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments all tis n discussions we oso dun dare to voice out n said... so we juz keep to our clique...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no food n drink to keep us all e way to 10 pm lor... cos e sandwhiche shop closed le... den we can only survive on e vending machine but oso cant really survive on tt cos we 3 dun hav so many coins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had spend e coins on coffee le... n some snacks previously le... end up when we all got back hm, we were starving... zy got back hm n eat her dinner le... den m see a soon kueh n she juz took it le... n i first time fin e whole packet of food lor... so can see how starved we are... n we r so tired tt we dun hav e energy to tok at all on bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we ever get gastric pains, we will noe y... having no food n yet depending on coffe n tea to keep awake...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-971835037666113661?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/971835037666113661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=971835037666113661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/971835037666113661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/971835037666113661'/><link rel='alternate' 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had to slog thru it till 2 plus am in e dawn... when ppl are in their dreams le... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, u may hav noticed tt i used a vuglar lang here but i hope its e last time... my friend deemed her to b a bimbo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only give last min info but fierece too n als check whether got do tut a not ma... n not onli juz check got do anot ma lei, even go there n try to read ur tut ans lor... n comment on ur eng n asked u to change into a  lawyer's tinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick rite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-7231481071567439255?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7231481071567439255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;cos last wk my tut show us some videos n photos of discrimation... take India for instance, they hav e cast system... e outcast (totally out of bounds of e cast system means tt they are not treated as humans) hav to scope all e human waste manally... n not onli tis they lived in a terirble environment... In German, e Jews were being shot n used as experiemnts in anything... In mordern day America, Black vs White... my tut shows a video on tis issuse as well... but e video had some censored scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lesson of Hi Club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class reali is a v noisy class... almost all e noisy ones are in my class... but is still okie... they still can b control... haha... but myab is still first lesson den unfamilar to me yet so mayb like tt lor... guess mayb by third lesson or wat, they will be hard to control le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lesson, had e usual debreif... n dinner at e food street... home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-7343821416620063267?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7343821416620063267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=7343821416620063267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/7343821416620063267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/7343821416620063267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-wisp-lesson-als-seems-erm-smth.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1208288633856454272</id><published>2007-11-03T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:17:09.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sat was occuiped again... juz when i thgt tt i can hav a wkend to myself finally... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a long n fritless day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun like some of e sales assitant there cos make me try on some things whick i obviously dun really like it... I made comment liek : 'cute or nice or unique' does not mean i like... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but had dinner at Lerk's Thai... e food is quite nice... portion is small but is okie if u like ordered n sharded is okie le lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had red curry chicken... (shiock cos spicy enuff) haha... n a green colour drink (v veggies taste)... quite okie lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e other had a pineapple rice, quite nice oso, tis one quite common ordered a lime drink but e drink is sour enuff... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den e next one ordered a gua tial wif seafood i tink quite okie... but e drink is nice... lemon grass drink.... sweet n refreshing at e same time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1208288633856454272?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1208288633856454272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1208288633856454272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1208288633856454272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1208288633856454272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-sat-was-occuiped-again.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-3886962446348996573</id><published>2007-11-02T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:06:47.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The important day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Club Opening Ceronomy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything runs smoothly... no prob n wat so ever happening... alot of ppl turn up... most of them are e new basic students, so i expect tt alot can still be seen in closing ceronomy... haha... cos got alot so even some left, compared like tt still got a number on hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e junior instructors performance was nice... e slaps given by 2 gals were for real... haha... i tink its muz hav hurt badly... cos I was sitting at e last row at Lt 26 n can heard so clearly some more... so u can imagine e impact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e couples performances was nice... though e guys cant seem to keep e surprise a secret it seems... haha... quite romantic... e opening b4 they start to sign e song was nice oso... a pity e couples stick to e stage code: no kissing... tink tt is wat is lacking... (even e audience was asking for it lor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den some games tt e emcess played wif e audience while e senior instructors (xin, wilson, me, ivan, cs, jac, nic, jas, kc, ws : according to e order) were in backstage to get into e emotions... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while trying to get into e emotion, i get nic to play my parnetr's role for a while n he got a slap fr me cos he dim noe tt i wld slap n he had to turn his head in e according direction so to aviod being slapped... haha... (i cant get to slap my parnetr in e end for real)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we e senior instructors played out e whole song n alittle bit of drama in front... (i wan e whole video) n e reactions got back was quite positive... tink all e students tt i tok was quite impressed... n it has given them some ideas oso ba...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took some phots... debreif...  dinner... home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-3886962446348996573?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3886962446348996573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=3886962446348996573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3886962446348996573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3886962446348996573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/11/important-day.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-6182304947127267336</id><published>2007-10-28T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:50:30.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Club Recuritement Drive officially ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its starts fr 24-27 oct 2007... tis time round changed venue le... at atrium n at a v obvious place... juz right by the stariscase down fr e lib... n we were getting all e attention tt we wan... ppl were interested... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot more joined tis time round though its in e 2nd sem of e yr le... normally fr prev experinces, 2ns sem dun attract much ppl n e ppl who joined during 2nd sem wld not last... so tis juz proved tt location does make a diffences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but e main part oso due to publicity tt hi club had created tis time round n e efforts put in... n even got advertise in mel... (last time dun hav) n e colours tt they used oso v sticking de... bright pink wif bright yellow as their banner.., tis surely gradded all e attention tt is needed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n tis time round, still got welfare de... cos changed advisor den tis advisor still provided snacks n drinks lor... 1st time seen such a ting at RD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis time round ar RD, oso got of ppl de... last time als has 3-4 ppl tt all den now i lost count le... n at watever time tt i go, there is als alot of ppl there tending e booth lor... some obviously can see their movtive for being there... some juz purely of enthusiam... e juniors method is: e more e merrier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has dinner wif them after tending e booth everyday there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-6182304947127267336?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6182304947127267336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=6182304947127267336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6182304947127267336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6182304947127267336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/10/hi-club-recuritement-drive-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1465402527066022518</id><published>2007-10-27T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:37:33.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went down to e refresher course (tis time only has xin n I, min got to work le)again... tis time to fin up wat hav not been done last wk -  e basic A stuff, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we r not late... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things were done quickly today... so we hav got some time to do e formations for all e performance grps on opening creronomy... even has time to help e juniors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were happily choosing e song n playing actually when doing our rehersal... more like we were there to play rather den rehersal... n all keep laughing at us onli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time when ur turn to do tis, I laugh even sisnter to take my revenge.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passed quickly... most of us went tio hav dinner 4 its time to go hm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1465402527066022518?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1465402527066022518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1465402527066022518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1465402527066022518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1465402527066022518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/10/went-down-to-e-refresher-course-tis.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-5117202270105976843</id><published>2007-10-21T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:10:30.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on my way back after dinner today saw a couple quralling down at e void deck below my hse... they were making quite a scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e gal was crying v sadly n she was leaving e man for gd... e man was pleaing wif her not to leave... but smth abt e guy juz doesn't seem rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my mum said tt e gal was stupid cos wan to leave den sld juz leave n not cry till like tt... n tt guy was obviously not true to tt gal... cos he was juz playing ard only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel tt e gal was quite poor thing though she is reali stupid in tt sense... cos can see tt she has committed herself into tis relationship only to find tt guy wasn't true to her... was juz toying ard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-5117202270105976843?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5117202270105976843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=5117202270105976843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5117202270105976843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/5117202270105976843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-my-way-back-after-dinner-today-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-8703611719829702058</id><published>2007-10-20T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T07:57:38.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went down to sch for refresher course... min was so kind to acc me today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first n last time begin an instructor... in hi club for so long le den now den feel like be instructor is quite funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan sin, jasmine, tim,geradle, jy, xing tong, kc, st, daniel, sl, cs was there... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent a long time standarding e signs lor...inermediate signs almost more den half a day to standardisze i tink... e basic B notes was fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt day wan sin keep gg to e loo cos she not feeling well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n b4 lunch, sl still hide my shoes lor... n i cant find them anywhere... even min go outside n help me find oso dun hav... end up behimd e curtains there... one shoe at one end lor... (yc, sld take ur sl in hand, he is getting naughty le)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passed quickly wif all e funs... n jasmine n wan sin shoot ppl v li hai de.. &lt;br /&gt;i hav fallen victim to their shootings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n st's bf come over to find her juz to hav dinner wif her... e rest not coming for dinner wif us lei.. so they went hm... n we went to je first... meanwhile we walk ard b4 xin came over to join us for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we funny cos we nv settle a place for dinner first b4 xin came over... n den xin came over le den we still hav to find a place... n by tt time every where we went is packed le.. we finally settle on food court... dne we alll go find seats... n st sign so big for us to us lor... quite funny de... after dinner we sit n chit chat for awhile before going home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-8703611719829702058?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8703611719829702058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=8703611719829702058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8703611719829702058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8703611719829702058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/10/went-down-to-sch-for-refresher-course.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2979083329938475567</id><published>2007-10-19T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T07:03:43.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 wk of sch life has juz passed by... n i alr noe when we r having exams le... expected tis sem to b tough... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS day... took aerospace n s'pore pespectives... aerospace's tutor quite naggy type n he juz keep giving us e ans for e quiz on e video tt we watch earlier on... quite funny though... we asked wat qns n he juz gave e ans... n proj he said if cant hand in on time, can asked for deadline extension... first time heard of such time in my poly life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s'pore pespectivties de teacher is quite okie... looks firece but actually not... she is oso quite elegant n class oso... but her proj like not so easy to do lor... still need to do analyses... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly found out tt e lecturer for tax 2 has changed cos e original lecturer has gone back to e industry... quity a pity though... she teaches quite well... most of us wasn't quiute used to her though... nay qns she direct to us, we started to her like blockwood... n i realise tis time round of sch mates are not familar... couldn't inderstand alot of things... n we stil hav to go back n try to understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for AFA lect today... again at e comfaotable lecture hall... (68-B1-000E)... haha... againt hav to go bavk to understand e lect example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e claw lectureer quite funny de... everything he said: tell u ltr... n he like to run lecture fr e back of  e lecture de... cos he said everything high-tech le... so actually quite scared of him cos he might appear behind of u suddenly... but today he dim run his lect fr e back today cos he nv bring his device...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last lect of e day...quite tough de... n tis lecturerer oso like to run his lect at e back oso... n alot of times we cant see him though his in e lect hall teaching n quite huge in size too... but luckily for us, detered by his size, he cant walk in btw e rows n called on us there... my friends n i were laughing at him during e intro cos e cartoon in his slide look like him too... n fr side view when he put his hands infront of him tgt, he look like a pregrant woman too... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e leacturer today keep rushing though e lect dunnoe for wat... n alot of slides she oso dun go through cos she said she dun like to prove things, juz ask us go back to understand can le if we dun believe e method...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: i realsie tt all modules tis modules are tough n thry are all iner-linked de... n till now, some of my tutors are not yet cmf... n another thing tt i observed is tt all e bus t i hav r been taking to sch is all single-decked de...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2979083329938475567?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2979083329938475567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2979083329938475567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2979083329938475567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2979083329938475567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/10/1-wk-of-sch-life-has-juz-passed-by.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-4220835338269410499</id><published>2007-10-17T02:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T02:04:59.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Style is Pragma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourlovestylequiz/pragma.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe love is logical - or at least it should be&lt;br /&gt;You've thought a lot about what you want from someone&lt;br /&gt;And to say you have a checklist would be an understatement&lt;br /&gt;You may even have a plan for how you will fall in love&lt;br /&gt;All you've got to do is meet the perfect person!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlovestylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-4220835338269410499?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4220835338269410499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=4220835338269410499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4220835338269410499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4220835338269410499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/10/your-love-style-is-pragma-you-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-172836682065800013</id><published>2007-10-15T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T23:09:00.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The 4 DAYS OF FUNERAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On e way down, saw a sec sch kid playing wif e cubic, not so fast but is okie... can fin by 1 Mrt stop... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down there,some of e things were still not ready yet so we hav to help out too... setting e tables, chairs, drinks, peanuts all tis... den learn some things oso like put red strings tgt wif e peanuts all tis..&lt;br /&gt;e buffet were not yet here, so we hav go to e kopitiam there to settle our meals first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we hav to do e customary things... Lian Jing (meaning e shi fu) n holding jose sticks n walk ard etc... hav to keep doing e 3 bais, do till i feeling dizzy lor...&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home except for my dad vos he has to stay over at e wake to catch cats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today no need to lian jing n so i ended wif nth to do.... ended keep playing wif e cubic... play wif e whole day n still cant solve... my mum cant solve oso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i was so cold today lor cos it pouring heavily wif e angry wind threatening at us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e buffet food came today, but it was late n we hav to wait for e ppl to heat up e food b4 we can start eating... e food is vegtairian cos of my extended family's religion... but e food is not nice lor... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of relatives de qing qi peng you came down today to pay theirs respects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considered e most impt day cos today alot of lian jing n 3 bais to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they onli came ard at a ltr timing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today even more ppl came down to pay theirs respect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e food today is nicer though is vegetarian oso... n e dessert is gd too... green bean soup... got bean n got soup de... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met one of my long-lost cousins... quite handsome though juz tt abit on e short side (short genes seem to run in our family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gu-gu they all keep looking at e shi fu while doing e lian jing cos he quite young n handsome oso... n he keep look over at us oso (to see wat we r up to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today no home sweet home... we hav to stay over at e wake there cos tmk by 9 in e morn hav to lian jing n alot of things le... not enuff time for us to rush down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however due to e gd gesture of my big gu-gu, we went to stay over at their hse...&lt;br /&gt;by e time we reach n after bath is alr 1 in e morn n we hav to leave e hse by 7.30 tml to make it on time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as their hse hav a cat (luckily it is not big) n in e begining, e cat is quite scared of us... (which i was quite glad for it cos means we dun hav to fend off e cat ltr) after awhile, e cat warm up to us le (means i hav to fend off e cat cos it keep coming over to me n staying at my slping area... luckily, e cat did not disturb me while i slp if not i strangle or threw e cat out of e window den i dun noe le....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my brother keep pestering for food cos he is hungry (imagine tt. at 1 alr n still eating a full meal, tt is wat he did almost everyday...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most happening... after doing e lian jing, 3 bais n walk ard, we went to follow after e 'car' for a distance b4 getting on e van... wif someone to hold e stuff n one to hold e paper umbellra... sending to b cremeted... over there same routine oso b4 we wistness e whole process den we got back to e wake there... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after yum cha (they ordered yum cha - e nicest food of all e days), we rest for awhile first b4 heading back to collect e aashes, by noe is alr 2 le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ppl sort out e ashes n lay out those tt we are supposed to pick de aside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt we head down to e place where we can go there to pay our respects de next time... more things to b done here... after much praying, we hav to put 2 same-sized coins in e 'vase' n put e ashes using specials chopsticks in oso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curosity kills e cat, one of my small cousins, out of his curosity, he went to play wif e paper umerbellra... n tis make all of us laugh... but den its not a gd thing to play wif things actually... cos of its purpose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally home sweet home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e trip down there (1 trip onli not counting e trip back is alr 2 hrs), imagine us spending 4 hrs each day to travel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY SO LONG YOU WLD ASK?&lt;br /&gt;cos e journey is like tt: 1)take a bus to interchange &lt;br /&gt;                          2)take train to outram/doubty ghaut&lt;br /&gt;                          3)take purple line to seng kang (which is juzt 1 stop away fr punggol onli)&lt;br /&gt;                          4)take LRT to kang kar&lt;br /&gt;                          5)walk there (end of journey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence e long hrs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-172836682065800013?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/172836682065800013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=172836682065800013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/172836682065800013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/172836682065800013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/10/4-days-of-funeral-day-1-on-e-way-down.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-4027454121005874924</id><published>2007-10-11T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T18:56:28.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My grandma passed away tis morning at 5am... n i was awaken up by my father at tt excate timing n i cant get to slp after tt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dim expect tt she wld gone so fast after we had went to seen her tt day...&lt;br /&gt;though she was reduced to skin n bones le... n looked so fragil n thin... as if a little touch can cause her so much pain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-4027454121005874924?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4027454121005874924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=4027454121005874924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4027454121005874924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4027454121005874924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-grandma-passed-away-tis-morning-at.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1653257803471423121</id><published>2007-10-10T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:42:27.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your past life diagnosis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kope fr my friend ah yue de... quite ok for her but for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; I don't know how you feel about it, but you were female in your last earthly incarnation.You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Oceania around the year 900. Your profession was that of a monk (nun), bee-keeper or lone gunman. (so i'm a loner in my past life... v weird... like not concurrent wif my life now... so in tis life, no colours will b there, onli black n white... haiz... )&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; Your brief psychological profile in your past life:&lt;br /&gt;Such people are always involved with all new. You have always loved changes, especially in art, music, cooking. ( is it? i'm not an artictis ppl, not even an musically ppl n cooking i dun really like cos hav to wash up ltr... haha...)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:&lt;br /&gt;Your lesson is to learn discretion and moderation and then to teach others to do the same. Your life will be happier if you help those who lack reasoning. (like quite strange hor... i can ask others to be moderate n discretion... but i quite like discretion lei... haha..)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; Do you remember now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thebigview.com/pastlife/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1653257803471423121?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1653257803471423121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1653257803471423121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1653257803471423121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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said w/o one she look orbit... haha... end up xin said tt is her eyes tt look orbit tt y she look orbit w/o e glasses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xin is e biggest spender of e day... she bought a meal replacement... though i keep dampering her... haha... but she is alr determined to buy alr lor... n alot of ppl keep wanting to pyscho her into buying pills which is said to b more effective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we chanced upon a bookstore... juz when all of us had given up hopes on fiding e harry potter bks, xin chanced upon them... n is not juz 1 bk but 2 bks... ens up she brought them both sice she is looking for them for along time le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wif 'azah-bo-sa-bo' n went hm tgt to break our fast (dinner)... but we had a long time waiting for 'azah-bo-sa-bo'... n xin 'scared' 'azah-bo-sa-bo' off in e train...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1372534025688436963</id><published>2007-10-07T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T18:49:06.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down wif my family to visit my grandma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e travelling took up half e day alr... sian...&lt;br /&gt;imagine fr my hse travelled all e way down to kangkar...&lt;br /&gt;super far rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...lets get back to my grandma...&lt;br /&gt;she has become so thin now... n she cant move abt freely now... n she cant stomach all e food tt is fed to her... if e condition gets any worst den she will hav to be fed through a tude inserted in her nose connected all e way to e stomach... by den it's a chore to b eating le...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1511345919016040740</id><published>2007-10-06T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T08:21:46.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally a 1B gathering!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to orchard with xin, min &amp; ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shop ard, we went to eat at one of e shops at level 4(if i rmb correctly)&lt;br /&gt;Min &amp; I had BBQ chicken noodles whereas Xin &amp; Ada had e wanton mee ( e shop onli sell noodles)&lt;br /&gt;E boss oso recommended a flower tea - mei gui ba bao cha (but i onli counted 5 including e mei gui hua)... it comes in a v small glass pot n small tea cups... e tea is quite nice though... mayb e tea is v effective at relaxation tt i feel v sleepy after drinking e tea... I feel like sleeping now there lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orginally is wanted to after shop ard den we eat e fried ice creame cos we got wu de dong min ard... she is forever hungry... but due to FIRECE protests fr ah xin who wan to slim down, we changed plans... but watever ideas tt min contrubuited is related to food de... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up we went for coffee fin at coffee bean... Xin n min had e banna choco highly recommended by ada... Ada had e Pecan ( i feel it  abit sweet though) I had e belgian choco... barely 5 mins ltr, min wanted to eat e cake... end up we had a blurberry chessecake n a mudpie... wonderful... our dear papa bear (chen jian ming) was at there too... he came over to find us... Min commented tt e table had become so croweded lor... we say till e shop closes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More goiisspy, chit-chat, window-shop b4 home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1511345919016040740?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1511345919016040740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1511345919016040740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1511345919016040740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1511345919016040740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-1b-gathering-went-to-orchard.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-4460411649585700896</id><published>2007-09-30T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T01:45:10.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST DAY OF CAMP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad... 3 days of camp gonna ended today... so fast... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is e most relaxing day for e camp committee but is e most anixous or nervous or watever for e students cos they having their finger spelling test n their performance... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad, tis time round de finger selling test dun hav sign fast fast de... if not can see e students faces... v fun... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed by e interview... 1 of e students, st n i dun understand their signs n answer out of point for e qns we asked... den some quite ok... blah... blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i get to see e formation done up by grp... e onli n last time b4 e performance... my grp still hav to prasie them den they v happy lor... if not like ignore jasmine when she helped in their formation oso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see e Xtomic performance... they were like wow... so emotional... but they cut away alot of words lah... n e students becomes so stressted when tehy see e Xtomic performance... when e Xtomic perform fin e first song... all accplase for them... immediately without being asked some more... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debrief n home sweet home... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* thx to Hui Xin's dad for fetching me n sending me off to my home... haha... &lt;br /&gt;* I finally realised e importance of sign langauge n e usefulness tt it bring along... cos I partiticular no voice during e 3 days of camp... my onli means of communicating is using sign language... first time i actually sign as i tok... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E first my mum said to me when i got hm was tt: u r only for 4 days onli n u bring such a big bag, if u r gg for a holiday, u r gg to bring ur whole wardbode... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-4460411649585700896?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4460411649585700896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=4460411649585700896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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taste of e real teaching today... all like quite nervous... n today all so quite... unlike them... haha... yst they still can played wif wan sin n I to b e problematic students... if any of e students hate I can noe y cos I give strange words n one v long sentences n let them do e test... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e lunch today is better... nasi lemak... yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e amazing race... wau lau... e first clue... my grp kenna alr...wat 'top of e world' n '3 eatout place' ... my grp cant find lor... but luckily is 4 hrs n we all dun hav after lunch... haha... at e burst balloon station, my grp die cos we onli hav 5 ppl n like all e guys attack me lor.... NOT FAIR... NOT FAIR... Xin's grp too violent le... other than all tt still quite okie cos all e things like can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song signing time le... my grp all v ke lian... cos other do formation le den my grp stil cant cos dunnoe how many ppl perform... cos fr 9 ppl to 6 ppl to 4 ppl den to 5 ppl... all e casulities all fr my grp... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den they stary their courage walk le after supper... xin, me, nic,daniel all at e last pitstop... quite boring cos hav to wait for a long time den got students come... in e mean time, we devised some game to play when e students come... e students surprisly all not scared... onli some quite scared onli... haha... tis batch of students v bold...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-634160739681453304?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/634160739681453304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=634160739681453304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/634160739681453304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/634160739681453304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/09/2nd-day-of-camp-its-heavy-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-824245776028085642</id><published>2007-09-28T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T00:46:20.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1ST DAY OF CAMP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V excited cos I scared i cant bond up my grp tgt, etc, etc, n scared oso cos I'm an instructor oso in tis... (but okie lah since i pair wif wa sin, can bully her... hahhas...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie.... met my students for e first time in e LT 73... they seem quite ok except for one she v quite n when she spoke ah, v  v  v soft... (den I thgt she is a mute lor) one dun hav sign name, den another de e sign name v funny... ( cos his instructor is Nic, CS, Min)with tis combo, got a funny sign name quite reasonable lah.. another is as pretty as her name sounds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily all of them like quite artistic de... if not during e make flag thing, I die... haha... but my grp quite funny oso, cos e cartoon they wanted to draw is mostly red le n e flag colour is red oso n they still painted red (funny)... got 2 other grp is draw spongebod de, den another i cant rmb... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den played ice-breaking game... e students like not so interested in tt game cos too long, too common, etc, etc... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den e students oso complained abt e food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my students seems to like e make-over game alot cos they can make over their GL... all grp do cross-dress... actually i wanted e 'queen' to wear biniki... but my grp quite decent... dun noe y... if not can play alot of things alr... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den lesson time, I become Lunch to my students... tis class quite funny cos e front row not attentive den e behind attentive... n they asked alot of outside signs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den choosing of songs... my grp luckily one of them has alot of eng songs if not i tink they has to sign songs n den i dunnoe how... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debrief den sweeet dreams...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-824245776028085642?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/824245776028085642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=824245776028085642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/824245776028085642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/824245776028085642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/09/1st-day-of-camp-v-excited-cos-i-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1945672573883032550</id><published>2007-09-27T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T00:21:42.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally... e camp updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order not to hav any ppl complaining of a v long 4 days post in one entry, I shall split my entries into e 4 days of camps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trial Camp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth much... other den instructors standarding their signs, GL noeing wat to do n e prog etc, etc... &lt;br /&gt;doing e best instructor bagdes, e welfare ppl doing their shopping for us, wrapping of e gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis time e grp actually v poor things, not much zhong dian for their prizes... no fererro lor some more... so we juz anyhow throw all e things tgt n force out e zhong dian den juz wrap up e whole thing can alr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing e banber oso... we all waiting for Jac to fin up her painting den we hand painted e flag le... I was caught red handed cos I use red paint... onli me use red paint lor... den ltr we all had a hard time washing off e paint fr our hands... we used e whole bottle of paint lor... after finally washed off e paint (thx to e thinner lady - xue zhen), we had to clean e floor n everything... we litterally got down on our fours n started to SCRUB e floor... n thx to anuty tian tian cos she supplied e mac tissue paper which is easier for us to clean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin n my mine was e biggest there n no one had e biggest bag den us... n is onli 4D3N n wan sin de 1 wk trip bag oso smaller den us lor... (we carried gold inside) hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1945672573883032550?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1945672573883032550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1945672573883032550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1945672573883032550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1945672573883032550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-8217605445670994477</id><published>2007-09-25T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:29:30.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LANTERN FESTIVAL CUM FENG DIAN GATHERING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd time we FD r celebrating it tgt... n min sprained her ankle... was so sad... n wonder how wld it turn out... cos left onli we 3 - veron, xin n i... like v wat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but luckily we still managed to celebrate wif min cos xin suggested change venue to min hse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met early to brought e ingrendients den head to veron hse to make... tis time round we make simple de... at first vereon n xin suggested sushi but cos we still hav to buy zhen zhu mi n jap vinegar n other things so i dun wan (but we can make it next time lah). we end up buy alot cos we all scared e wo di dong min cant b full... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner at min we all head down to e park below n play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all took a lonh time to form w classic word: FENG DIAN n a simley face... cos of e wind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my lantern kenna blown by e wind n burned... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunnoe wat happen to min tt day cos she was happily building her campfire n thrown watever she can get to make her campfire... even her lantern (end up we all burn our lantern). ppl were looking at us cos we r supposed to play wif lanterns but we end up wif  a big campfire tt day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ltr abit bored le... we played passing e sparkers n said smth related to e theme. whoever had e sparklers ended at her hand will kenna forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: I ended up wif e most sparklers - 5 so i gonna treat them to ice creame (it tt fine wif u all?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how is e gathering like next yr, when all of us hav moved on in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;Veron cmf doing her bond in one of e local hospitals. E rest of us perhaps in Uni/work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we still hav  a gathering like tis every yr without fail?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-8217605445670994477?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8217605445670994477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=8217605445670994477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8217605445670994477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/8217605445670994477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/09/lantern-festival-cum-feng-dian.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-6248843960943069975</id><published>2007-09-20T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:11:20.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As usual went out wif Xin... Orginal plan to meet up Ada but she last min got things on so we cancelled the meeting... so end up like tt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin head straight to Diaso cos she wanted to buy a pouch, plain notebook n deco herslf. she saw a funny coffee milk n she pyhco me to buy a drink wif her oso... end up tt drink quite erks... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A particular n not so pleasant incident happen...I nv thgt such a thing wld happen to me... it juz seems so drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min came after her work ended , n we do a quick ladies goisspy b4 her beau (Nic) came along... each time we saw min, we had e feeling of not seeing her for a long time le even tough we may hav juz meet up a wk ago... haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at HK cafe... e food was not bad... window shop ard den we home sweet home le...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-6248843960943069975?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6248843960943069975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=6248843960943069975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6248843960943069975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6248843960943069975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-usual-went-out-wif-xin.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1921175661796219577</id><published>2007-09-19T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:58:24.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went back to sch for the last camp meeting to settle money,indemimity forms, n join in some of the discussions, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave sch at ard 3 plus, den we headed straight to Bugis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually is Xin wanted shopping n she got stuff to buy... but als end up I brought more than her... (I need to exerxise more control).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Xin wanted to brought shawl n cos i was indecisvise abt it so i played a game wif xin.&lt;br /&gt;The game goes like tis: we stand at a obvious corncer n waited for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;                        In tt period of time, i muz see (i dun rmb how many ppl)                    ppl wearing shawl n if same ppl walked past us again not                     counted.  &lt;br /&gt;Conculsion: I lost the game n brought e shawl...&lt;br /&gt;Xin brought a dirty green colour shawl, whereas I brought a purple blue (i dunnoe how to describe e colour oso) shawl.&lt;br /&gt;Wat a stupid game u wld say rite n I nv imagine tt 1 day i wld played tis game.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Okie... we shopped ard some more n i spotted 2 paticular hair bands... one is xiann wor design, e other is a snow design... (okie so much for self control).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed ard some more, ate dinner at food court in Bugis  Junction.... I forget e name of e stall le... e food quite nice though... I loved e cusions seats... sooo comfotable... unusual in a food court...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1921175661796219577?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1921175661796219577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1921175661796219577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1921175661796219577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1921175661796219577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/09/went-back-to-sch-for-last-camp-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2841580787762224290</id><published>2007-09-09T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T02:25:00.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VIRUS ATTACK IS HERE!!! or rather SORE EYE is here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kenna sore eyes fr my Bro n Dad. It was a terrible feeling lor. My eyes was like in great pain, swollen n teary almost all e time. Den ltr headache, body aches. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N ur world becomed blurred most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to c doc, luckily waited for juz half an hour onli. Doc said e blood vessels in my eyes burst n e blood strands will disappear in a few days time, but e blood clots will a longer time to disappear. Aand is contagious de by touch not look. The doc still washed his hands lor after looking at my hands. 1 eye drop &amp; some pain killers cost $33 lei... So ex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour stills tease me for looking at guys. Haha... But e truth is, is the guys look at me lor. (ZY, u r my friend yet u dun believe me, hiaz...) Haha... But he gave us his family mi fang, said tt put e black colour thing on ur eyes will b okie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, my sis oso kenna le... Haha... 4 in my family kanna le... Haha...(I'm not being xin ziao le huo here, jux tt...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wish to absence fr work/sch feel free to visit me. Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2841580787762224290?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2841580787762224290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2841580787762224290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2841580787762224290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2841580787762224290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/09/virus-attack-is-here-or-rather-sore-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-6446741328422738771</id><published>2007-09-08T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:50:00.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to sch for hi club meeting. Tis time round onli hav Xin n I.&lt;br /&gt;E meeting was quite short as some of the things were not finalised, some confusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Xin suggested Kbox. Surprisingly, quite a no. agreeded. Headed down to Suntec in 2 cars - WM, Ivan (1 grp for kbox, other for donut factory).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunched, we headed for our respective destination, while ws came join us ltr for k. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time k wif hi club ppl, e seniors (ky,wm,carl all hav mike phobia - w/o mike all sign louder). Stange ah... ws tis time round lyk e mike better le. Haha... MIn join us ltr, n she attacked e nuts onli lor. Xin kept claiming wm &amp; i form e best duel of e day. Ky tt day eat too much toufu cos sian zhu shou attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min taech us some Indo terms (Bapa, Ibu for Mr, Ms). Wm become Bapa, Ky den become Ibu end up like papa &amp; mama. Carl end up as e Erbu (for no reasons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Makansutra. A sumumtoupous feast. Had Lala, osyter omlettle,satay,hokkien mee n chicken wings. I had my feast of prawn heads... Haha... Yummy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked ard for awhile b4 we parted. E 3 of us somehow walked to clack quaq there. Orignally planned to hav some drinks, Xin scared of becoming drunk suggested coffee. So we end up at Starbucks. We were like 3 Idoits there. Cos we were standing at e counter for a long long time b4 we ordered e drinks. We had Java chip (a bit bitter), Mocha Frappinchinno(more coffee taste), Cramel Frappinchinno(a bit sweet) in e end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In e train, we devised a new way to stand in e train w/o pole n is stable de. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Ruucr5mssjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/E5Re9VPSqvI/s1600-h/hold+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Ruucr5mssjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/E5Re9VPSqvI/s320/hold+hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110350480193401394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back hm at 12.30am, &amp; my mum was angry. Surprise, I came back sometimes even ltr den tt timing n she was okie wif it. Den today my mum was angry n said: "u are a girl okie, sld not come hm so late".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-6446741328422738771?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6446741328422738771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=6446741328422738771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6446741328422738771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6446741328422738771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/09/went-down-to-sch-for-hi-club-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Ruucr5mssjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/E5Re9VPSqvI/s72-c/hold+hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-3376462541308671985</id><published>2007-08-24T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T21:16:49.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with xin, veron &amp; min to clack quaq there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin forever the lastest. Veron forever on time. Me finally not the lastest. Min finally the lastest this (cos she fin exams at 4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to CENTRAL. Not newly-opened but not so long either. Not much to shop around as alot of the shops are still under renovations. The shops there super ex de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den we walk ard to find Fishermen's Waft and Settlers' Cafe. Becos Central is located at the central of tt area, so it took us a long time to find the places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We settle on Settlers' Cafe eventually. (Luckilly we settle there) Being FD, we made the most amount of noise there while playing games. Xin is the luckiest tt day, the 2 dars got the worst luck tt day. Min keep complaining abt her fish den ltr Veron complained tt her ketcupt got gas. (it reali did) And the peron had to keep refilling for her. We enjoyed so much tt we planned to go for the ladies' night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt, we walked ard n its stinks(like urine stance). Den we saw the buggee jump. Mostly tried by Cacasians and some Chinese Nationals. One of the Chinese Nationals is a petite girl some more. I admire her couarge and bravery tt she dare to take the jump alone without her boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its scary. I might not want to try it cos the audience below can actually see the 'jumpers' expressions and all. (quite exposed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk ard and we started on the topic of bars and clubs. Decided to go to the Clinic bar cos its interesting and the staff even wear a bandage on their head. (But I scared tt Veron might go carzy there cos zhi ye bing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Sweet Home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-3376462541308671985?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3376462541308671985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=3376462541308671985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3376462541308671985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3376462541308671985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/08/went-out-with-xin-veron-min-to-clack.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2939474656721008847</id><published>2007-08-10T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:50:01.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down for hi club closing ceromony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall quite nice the whole performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liked the theme - Fairytale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the classes had students as many as 18 performing, some quite patetic - 3 including the instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaudience is as many as the performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally moved to a bigger stage le - LT 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even had little gifts for graduating seniors - quite touched by tt (thx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the performance,had quite alot of time to deco and take some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshqAYqQmQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/L-pqHyGmT9s/s1600-h/DSC00390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshqAYqQmQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/L-pqHyGmT9s/s320/DSC00390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100443132849330434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talented min &amp; her beloved passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshqAoqQmRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/71nLFT1c_hQ/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshqAoqQmRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/71nLFT1c_hQ/s320/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100443137144297746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin acting performing a duet wif min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshqAoqQmSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Jb2E4Od818M/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshqAoqQmSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Jb2E4Od818M/s320/DSC00392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100443137144297762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshqA4qQmTI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ESC9b4ZKjcY/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshqA4qQmTI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ESC9b4ZKjcY/s320/DSC00394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100443141439265074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshqA4qQmUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/zq1iOsR1iFs/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshqA4qQmUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/zq1iOsR1iFs/s320/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100443141439265090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(notice:min nv smile in any pic)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2939474656721008847?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2939474656721008847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2939474656721008847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2939474656721008847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2939474656721008847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/08/went-down-for-hi-club-closing-ceromony.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshqAYqQmQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/L-pqHyGmT9s/s72-c/DSC00390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2556027275788934230</id><published>2007-08-08T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:50:04.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with some of ex-colleagues. Some absent due to xiang xi bing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appear like a mountain tortoise when with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel quite out of space when they talk abt work n when one is toking abt relationship prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out from late evenings till wee hours in the next morn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall great exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some drinks (Seabreeze-but they dun hav Landbreeze,Red Wine-quite strong,Lychee Martini-quite sweet). Purposely asked for light alcoholic drinks. (dun wan to end up drunk when i'm not sure of my tolerance level)&lt;br /&gt;And they keep testing me to see if i'm sober from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got 1 male colleague (in his 40s) like to keep asking for my measurements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RsheDYqQmGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vdJkewLoYgw/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RsheDYqQmGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vdJkewLoYgw/s320/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100429990249404514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RsheDoqQmHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/btbKfWCitBc/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RsheDoqQmHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/btbKfWCitBc/s320/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100429994544371826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RsheDoqQmII/AAAAAAAAAJM/_OXG8YglJ9U/s1600-h/DSC00365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RsheDoqQmII/AAAAAAAAAJM/_OXG8YglJ9U/s320/DSC00365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100429994544371842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken salad which look like a whole meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RsheD4qQmJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/3cARGxygQIY/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RsheD4qQmJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/3cARGxygQIY/s320/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100429998839339154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine dish(forget name le)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RsheEIqQmKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Uhk5GpXoOaI/s1600-h/DSC00370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RsheEIqQmKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Uhk5GpXoOaI/s320/DSC00370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100430003134306466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place which we went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshfaIqQmLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/vTs9iQW7FoQ/s1600-h/DSC00371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshfaIqQmLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/vTs9iQW7FoQ/s320/DSC00371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100431480603056306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gin Tonic (if i'm not wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshfaIqQmMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/o48aAIv_VcE/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshfaIqQmMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/o48aAIv_VcE/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100431480603056322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshfaYqQmNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/iJ2eec3xTu4/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshfaYqQmNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/iJ2eec3xTu4/s320/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100431484898023634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seabreeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshfaoqQmOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cvXQcM-VmTI/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshfaoqQmOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cvXQcM-VmTI/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100431489192990946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshfaoqQmPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7ilBqy3XLVo/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RshfaoqQmPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7ilBqy3XLVo/s320/DSC00380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100431489192990962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2556027275788934230?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2556027275788934230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2556027275788934230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2556027275788934230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2556027275788934230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/08/went-out-with-some-of-ex-colleagues.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RsheDYqQmGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vdJkewLoYgw/s72-c/DSC00362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-7168990163702979339</id><published>2007-08-07T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:50:06.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgk2gfL_OI/AAAAAAAAAIk/55Yxv3vS6k8/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgk2gfL_OI/AAAAAAAAAIk/55Yxv3vS6k8/s320/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095863497221995746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgk2gfL_PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Zmnik0yT9TE/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgk2gfL_PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Zmnik0yT9TE/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095863497221995762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgk3AfL_QI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4eFwNKq8On4/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgk3AfL_QI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4eFwNKq8On4/s320/DSC00330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095863505811930370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the search for my farewell gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgkUwfL_JI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DZ78IDARfvs/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgkUwfL_JI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DZ78IDARfvs/s320/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095862917401410706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgkVAfL_KI/AAAAAAAAAIE/WvMot48-Fps/s1600-h/DSC00322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgkVAfL_KI/AAAAAAAAAIE/WvMot48-Fps/s320/DSC00322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095862921696378018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgkVAfL_LI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-4sNAiCNExQ/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgkVAfL_LI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-4sNAiCNExQ/s320/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095862921696378034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgkVQfL_MI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5lgw6jZP1VA/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgkVQfL_MI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5lgw6jZP1VA/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095862925991345346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgkVwfL_NI/AAAAAAAAAIc/GW7hKrSRL5I/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgkVwfL_NI/AAAAAAAAAIc/GW7hKrSRL5I/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095862934581279954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-7168990163702979339?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7168990163702979339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=7168990163702979339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/7168990163702979339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/7168990163702979339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-search-for-my-farewell-gifts.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgk2gfL_OI/AAAAAAAAAIk/55Yxv3vS6k8/s72-c/DSC00327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2865334066084020450</id><published>2007-08-06T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:18:34.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went back to school yst with xin &amp; min to help out in the TOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the school reali changed alot since I leave for my attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new feeling to step on school grounds again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of ppl came to help out in the TOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I last min became a teacher to Jasmine &amp; YC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl(Sheng Long) like to build wall using cotton wool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think part of the glue are sniff in by us cos we used a total of 7 tubes of glues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cotton wool are in our noses &amp; mouths cos 1 big roll of cotton wool was down to half by we finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we even had 4 depts in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COTTON WOOL DEPT: consits of jasmine, YC, SL, &amp; me&lt;br /&gt;QC DEPT: consits of xin, sin, sl&lt;br /&gt;MISC DEPT: min ( she cut, paste the TOA b4 gg to the cotton wool dept)&lt;br /&gt;Higher level QC DEPT: cs (he count n maybe checked too when all the dept are still working on the TOA) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine, YC, SL went back first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reharsal time for the rest expect me &amp; sin den wilson came le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super late dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Sweet Home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2865334066084020450?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2865334066084020450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2865334066084020450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2865334066084020450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2865334066084020450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/08/went-back-to-school-yst-with-xin-min-to_06.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-7312025612216736783</id><published>2007-08-05T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:50:09.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to visit my ah gong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the adults are talking, this is what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrggxAfL_AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/M839AZn2pfw/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrggxAfL_AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/M839AZn2pfw/s320/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095859004686203906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrggxwfL_BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/j9uThHHJoeE/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrggxwfL_BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/j9uThHHJoeE/s320/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095859017571105810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrggyQfL_CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/J39cr6dSSTE/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrggyQfL_CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/J39cr6dSSTE/s320/DSC00343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095859026161040418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrggywfL_DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JGi2thL2G_c/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrggywfL_DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JGi2thL2G_c/s320/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095859034750975026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgf-AfL-7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZYJS5mE0T68/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgf-AfL-7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZYJS5mE0T68/s320/DSC00336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095858128512875442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgf-wfL-8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/V2GiLIcBHKA/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgf-wfL-8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/V2GiLIcBHKA/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095858141397777346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgf_QfL-9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/X5A7g_oTYIo/s1600-h/DSC00338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgf_QfL-9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/X5A7g_oTYIo/s320/DSC00338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095858149987711954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgf_wfL--I/AAAAAAAAAGk/VphDOik3TUM/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/Rrgf_wfL--I/AAAAAAAAAGk/VphDOik3TUM/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095858158577646562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrggAgfL-_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5aNfJyUZ5gs/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrggAgfL-_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5aNfJyUZ5gs/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095858171462548466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ah gong still sit nicely for me &amp; adjust his shirt &amp; shorts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughs when he sees he sees the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNPLEASANT INCIDENT AFTER THE VIST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy for no reason keep looking at me &amp; my sis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RMB HIS FACE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgiEgfL_EI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Npy--XxloFg/s1600-h/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgiEgfL_EI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Npy--XxloFg/s320/DSC00350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095860439205280834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-7312025612216736783?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7312025612216736783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=7312025612216736783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/7312025612216736783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/7312025612216736783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/08/went-down-to-visit-my-ah-gong.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrggxAfL_AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/M839AZn2pfw/s72-c/DSC00341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2755188698289493150</id><published>2007-08-04T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:50:09.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Farewell gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgjWgfL_FI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gjJCuSwQFUc/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgjWgfL_FI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gjJCuSwQFUc/s320/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095861847954553938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received from a lady from tax dept &amp; a lady from admin dept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgjWwfL_GI/AAAAAAAAAHk/cWskUg8YAdM/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgjWwfL_GI/AAAAAAAAAHk/cWskUg8YAdM/s320/DSC00333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095861852249521250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgjWwfL_HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HIbq-s5gDz8/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgjWwfL_HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HIbq-s5gDz8/s320/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095861852249521266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgjXQfL_II/AAAAAAAAAH0/5HXVmMtTGY4/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgjXQfL_II/AAAAAAAAAH0/5HXVmMtTGY4/s320/DSC00334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095861860839455874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After disturbuting to some...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2755188698289493150?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2755188698289493150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2755188698289493150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2755188698289493150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2755188698289493150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/08/farewell-gifts.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02va2iwcx-M/RrgjWgfL_FI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gjJCuSwQFUc/s72-c/DSC00332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-4399338445183440155</id><published>2007-08-03T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T00:17:29.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST DAY OF MY ATTACHMENT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST CASCUAL WEAR THERE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY TO BE WITH THEM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office was quite silent as all mangers had a staff communication in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And due to the nature of my dept (NEW MARKETS), some flown to INDIA &amp; KAZASTAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave them my farewell gifts, some were like quite embrassed to take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earn myself a god-father there cos his daughter is the same height as me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING TASTED SO SWEET AND BITTER WHEN ENDING THE LIFE THERE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTACHMENT=FUNS,HARD WORK,TORTURE,ETC...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-4399338445183440155?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4399338445183440155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=4399338445183440155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4399338445183440155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/4399338445183440155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-day-of-my-attachment.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-1121691591700354122</id><published>2007-08-02T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T00:06:03.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST THURSDAY OF MY ATTACHMENT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY FOR FORMAL WEAR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS 4 CONSECTIVE DAYS IS THE MOST FORMAL WEEK DURING MY ATTACHMENT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND LAST DAY TO BE WITH THEM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD MY FAREWELL LUNCH AT CHINA SQUARE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice environment... we still had a room... But the service is not tt gd cos 8 ppl can onli share 1 small dish of mayyonnise... ( asked a second dish from them n they replied: you had alr.)But with my boss around, of course we get what we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On settlling the bill, cos we order 18 items in all, so thgt we were tricked.&lt;br /&gt;But with secretaries around, this is not a problem. She (cos only bah out) mentioned all the food in one breathe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-1121691591700354122?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1121691591700354122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=1121691591700354122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1121691591700354122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/1121691591700354122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-thursday-of-my-attachment.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-2792803455355779987</id><published>2007-08-01T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:55:47.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST WEDNESDAY OF MY ATTACHMENT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NO DESERT SOMEMORE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HAD THE LAST BIRTHDAY BASH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settle last night's bill &amp; end up the one who foots the bills last night did not want to accept my bill... cos I attachment no money... haha... FREE DINNER &amp; K...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tis made all who present last night 'hate' me cos he accepts all ppl money expect mine... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now end up, my colleagues say the guys all treat me v gd... haha... All spoke up for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2792803455355779987?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2792803455355779987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=2792803455355779987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2792803455355779987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/2792803455355779987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-wednesday-of-my-attachment.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-7156913422220207409</id><published>2007-07-31T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:48:08.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST TUEDAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out wif my colleagules after for dinner n den k at e china $10 club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice grp to be wif...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in their 30s &amp; 40s so end up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 sang WU BAI, other sang ZHANG XUE YONG, another sang LUI DE HUA, my boss sang CHEN JIE YI N FONG FEI FEI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some in their 20s de nv sang expect for one... her voice is quite gd... a perfect duet with e ZHANG XUE YONG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHANG XUE YONG is really a ladies' man... range from 80s to now... Young ppl songs he oso noes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME SWEET HOME...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-7156913422220207409?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7156913422220207409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=7156913422220207409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/7156913422220207409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/7156913422220207409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-tueday.html' 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lousy... is not tt great...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so shocked by e way tt e girls are dressed there... but my colleagues onli laugh at me... so is either I'm too mountain tortoise or too conservative...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guessed tt e attractions lies in not e food  but e girls...&lt;br /&gt;All hav great figures... dressed in thin piece of clothings n super short shorts...&lt;br /&gt;They hav got e looks as well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-318766842278893548?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/318766842278893548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=318766842278893548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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e proj mate tt my friend n I hav als comm thru MSN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noe the trouble of meeting with but u dun noe how e ppl look likes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as he is a 'HI' so tt narrows down the possiblity to one who is smsing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n unfortuneately conincidental.... we saw a guy looks around our age n he seems to be on e phone when we were smsing... n he seems to b looking in our directions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however... tt guy gave us a heart attack n scared tt teacher actually promote a guy like him to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos he smokes... got tattoos all over his legs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u imagaine if u are working tgt with such a person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u wld rather die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to avoid any supisious... we asked for e colour of clothes he wearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but our hearts were trembling cos we scared tt these cmf tt he is our proj mate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx goodness... its NOT him....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-3613894102855020826?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3613894102855020826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=3613894102855020826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3613894102855020826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/3613894102855020826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/2007/07/met-up-face-to-face-wif-e-proj-mate-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>LyNeTte</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742183.post-6193299176118031843</id><published>2007-07-12T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T06:34:21.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for a lunch talk today... but tt talk does not provide any lunch... sld juz called it 'Talk'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ppl are not very nice either...&lt;br /&gt;as it was on beauty care... e ppl keep forcing us to ask qns...&lt;br /&gt;as we are a quiet lot by nature... they started to qns us by saying tt all of us here hav got perfect skin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ya... they got wat they wanted...&lt;br /&gt;after e 'warm-up excerise' qns such as 'permanent hair removal', 'slimming', 'enlarged pores' come in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up e talk is more on selling their product or package... but its not cheap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh ya... met my 'ex-neighbour' on the way to the talk... he had fin his training here n since moved back to his place where he liked most - Ascott...&lt;br /&gt;tis become the lunch talk topic among my dept again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-6193299176118031843?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6193299176118031843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=6193299176118031843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13742183/posts/default/6193299176118031843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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look... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after e concert, deli dali awhile b4 we went for super late dinner...&lt;br /&gt;min as usual can solicalizes v well...&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the food, she joked tt we sld get another free fries cos we waited for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;n e ppl reali asked where we seated n he reali sent the food to us...&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget to mention tt b4 the concert, I got unexpected gains...&lt;br /&gt;orginally is to acc xin to get her heels, end up I get a slippers n wallet...&lt;br /&gt;is in my fav colour somemore... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-2261362148289446815?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2261362148289446815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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tt guy like not trying to hide from anyone de lei... like quite show-off de... want ppl to notice... walk by tt guy n his friends still said:'from mediacorp de lei' v loudly twicw somemore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den dinner cos i dun wan to eat yoshinoya so end up we eat subway... but den subway oso not nice lei cos the bread n e meat oso cold sold de lei... n min n xin were complaining there we sld eat yos instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-7933467942172598012?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7933467942172598012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=7933467942172598012' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;we decided to make our dinner so we go to prime first n get e ingridents... all of us dun noe wat to cook n so we spent some time there... n min reali noe how to socialize... even e butcher, she can oso talk wif him for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally decided on e dishes le n so we get e ingridents... meanwhile i go hm to take e oyster sauce for one of e dish... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we go veron's hse tgt... veron oso got news for us... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her dog, v scary... keep on coming to smell at me... n den still come on twos to 'greet' me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we play games all e way... from uno den min says she keep wining in e first 2 rounds, so in third round i win le... den min can play long long le... haha... so in e end, i quite bore... i play wif the dog... but e dog dun wan to bother abt me le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den change game n we play aroplane... suddenly e dog come near me... n so is v smelly... den after playing, we go take photos again... e dog come disturn xin le... n she whole tink tt she got dog's furs in her thorat... after a while we go started cooking le... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up not many of us hav to cook cos onli got 2 stoves... haha... so xin n i are e freeman... we eat le n den wash up... some of e dishes not so great... but most are passable...n so turn up some of us got speclizes in some areas of household chores de...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13742183-13092547025619707?l=lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynettecheerfulgal.blogspot.com/feeds/13092547025619707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13742183&amp;postID=13092547025619707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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