<?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-3098807561338716736</id><updated>2011-08-16T15:00:16.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>entwinedroses</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2244852504656830063</id><published>2011-02-24T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T00:28:08.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>I am just so annoyed and frustrated right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, Melissa Huang, is a reminder to you that you can not be soft hearted and back out from whatever you've been striving for. Yes, that means get out of your current line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just really hurtful and unnecessary for this kind of things to be happening. Yes, they might feel a little embarrassed being confronted like that but I've been fuming the whole bloody day. It's really not cool maaaaaaaaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish that sometimes they could take a good look at themselves before complaining about others. Plus I know for sure that this time I am not in the wrong because I did help. Like effing alot, please. But the person who's shooting her mouth away definitely did not lift a finger in that crucial moment. So suck it up if you can't finish on time, we all have days like that. But you don't have to complain when others get to leave on time. Plus, maximum help have already been given to the staff in need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me it's a miscommunication cause you're jolly well the person who's an overreacting woman. Plus I was effing busy today and i still need to go around asking if anyone else needs help. Are you kidding me? No one even bothered to come and ask if I needed help. And when I need to serve meds which needed to be counterchecked, everyone still shoves me away. Well thank you for nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really don't want to push your luck. I'm not even sure how I'll react if my limit is met.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2244852504656830063?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2244852504656830063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2244852504656830063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2244852504656830063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2244852504656830063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2011/02/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-375531865985209379</id><published>2010-10-08T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T02:11:16.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursing</title><content type='html'>In Nursing, everyone remembers and notices all the mistakes that you've made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets dangerous when you yourself only remember the mistakes that you've commited and forget that you've done and prevented lots of others as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-375531865985209379?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/375531865985209379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=375531865985209379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/375531865985209379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/375531865985209379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/10/nursing.html' title='Nursing'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-250692477338219826</id><published>2010-07-31T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:10:15.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've been here before.</title><content type='html'>The thing I'm most afraid of now is experiencing a time whereby my patient if found unresponsive by me or in a very critical condition. And me, the nurse in charge of him or her is suppose to act on it. What would i do? I know everyone prob have their own first times but i never want mine to come. But maybe, when it really comes like how my collegue told me, it'll be herat pumping and everything will come smoothly. Then i wouldn't be so afraid the next time it happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's like being afraid of the thought of having to take bloods or setting a plug for the patient when i was a student. And right now, i'm doing both by myself. Even though i prefer taking bloods to setting plugs. :P But yeah, i guess it's just the day when you have to get back to work again tomorrow. Mark have probably seen enough of these days haha. And it's only be 4 months since orientation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JCI is coming in 2 days now. Used to be months. Feel so unprepared for it but i'm really praying that they won't come when i'm on duty. Highly unlikely but i'm just gonna keep praying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had sucky days but i'm sure suckier days will be up ahead. But I had good days too when i end on time. So here's just a reminder to myself. Even though there are many days when you've had enough and just want to quit, you've also had days to remind yourself that you're not the only one working hard. People have done much more to get to where they are. And like love said, for every job it's always tough at first. and people will only start enjoying their job when they're good at it. So just give yourself more time. If one year is up and you're still having these thoughts, then you know it's really time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm putting alot of pressure on myself though. about my mistakes, about my shortcomings. maybe i should think of it in a more positive way. a few months and you're already good to go. that's considered an accomplishment right? you may have made mistakes but you're more likely not to make them the next time it comes right back at you than others now. time management will slowly come to you. like a habit you can never kick next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly i guess.. then more habits will start to form and everything will be a breeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-250692477338219826?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/250692477338219826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=250692477338219826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/250692477338219826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/250692477338219826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/07/youve-been-here-before.html' title='You&apos;ve been here before.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-8627523377953222033</id><published>2010-07-31T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T20:09:08.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud.</title><content type='html'>Really amazed that i've reached to a point of being an independent nurse. Though i'm screwing up often, forgetting things and making mistakes and being a jinx.. it's still amazing that i've gone that far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-8627523377953222033?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/8627523377953222033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=8627523377953222033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8627523377953222033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8627523377953222033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/07/proud.html' title='Proud.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-7999110689569387474</id><published>2010-06-21T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T12:27:07.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!@$#%</title><content type='html'>wish i could rant here but i'm just going to wait till the next time i see bing and lala. just a sidenote, i'm def nt going to be a nurse for that long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-7999110689569387474?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/7999110689569387474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=7999110689569387474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7999110689569387474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7999110689569387474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='!@$#%'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-1884240202200461077</id><published>2010-05-03T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:20:36.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shouldn't stop blogging.</title><content type='html'>Hellooooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really shouldn't stop blogging. My only online method to communicate with bing and lala. Since both of them don't come online often. ESP sheepy haha. But yeah, shifts are different, harder to meet each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the google calender's super useful. Mark shared his with me so now i know whenever he has camp and when he's free. I put on my work shedules on it too. So he knows too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now the big question. How is life in my new new ward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I like the environment. So neat, tidy, organized. I think i haven't really seen the chaotic moments yet but yeah. I've been taking the paeds side for quite a few days now. Maybe even weeks. Seen parents that are crazily knowledgable to some whom are really nice. One even wrote my name in the feedback form. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, the people. Not too bad, still getting to know them.. but i REALLY miss bing and lala. Sigh. Feel alittle out of place sometimes but i guess it'll pass. But today i heard like even more staff have handed in their transfer request. And they are.. locals. So if they really get transfered, I'll be like one of the only locals left. Sadly. Sigh.. But i mean the foreigners are nice and all but it'll be nice to have some locals really. Crossing my fingers for the new batch to come with locals! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, ups and downs i guess. Some very silly moments which i really wish it didnt happen but i guess it's all learning. Though things can be as simple as connecting things together, i still need to be shown at least once.. properly. To remember it. Sigh, so silly! But i guess asking is better than not asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate being dependent on people but i guess it's a stepping stone to be independent. Not a student any more. Getting used to being a staff. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a major PMS yesterday though. Kept whinning to mark how much i miss bing and lala and even tearing abt it. Guess it can be pretty lonely at times but i'll survive. Hope i can meet them soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so full from my lunch/dinner. Morning shift tmr so i gtta go slp soon. Craving for KFCCCCCCCCCCCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-1884240202200461077?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/1884240202200461077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=1884240202200461077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1884240202200461077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1884240202200461077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/05/shouldnt-stop-blogging.html' title='shouldn&apos;t stop blogging.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5014297370408076521</id><published>2010-04-11T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:35:30.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>Hurls. I have work tomorrow. Tired. Want weekend again. Sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5014297370408076521?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5014297370408076521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5014297370408076521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5014297370408076521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5014297370408076521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/04/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2022928614895540044</id><published>2010-04-10T22:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:51:46.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie monster pouch! :)</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I want to wish my dear dear friend a very happy 20th birthday! The big two! Happy birthday Estellaaaaa! :D My dear sheepy sheep sheep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And second of all! Introducing.. my new COOKIE MONSTER POUCH! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/Photo074-1.jpg"  width=300 height=230&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front view of my cute cookie monster :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/Photo075.jpg" width=300 height=230&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the back view with cookie monster's name written behind! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/Photo076.jpg" width=300 height=230&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the cute ball at the zip. I love to touch it. :D SO DO I (JESS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/Photo077.jpg" width=300 height=230&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! A cute metallic blue chain that you can hold cookie monster with. I love metallic colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/Photo079.jpg" width=300 height=230&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yup! The insides of cookie monster is actually polka dotted! So nice! :D And my neatly arranged cards with my money in there too. Yes yes, only two dollar notes inside. Sad hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup that's all! Cookie monster's going back in the bag soon. Good night! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2022928614895540044?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2022928614895540044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2022928614895540044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2022928614895540044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2022928614895540044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/04/cookie-monster-pouch.html' title='Cookie monster pouch! :)'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2939515365209588760</id><published>2010-04-02T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T17:41:47.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love mango mirror cake</title><content type='html'>I LOVE MANGO MIRROR CAKE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna eat it as soon as the clock turns 12am. Hehe. I'm actually pretty hungry now.. But today's good friday so we gotta kinda fast. No meat and only three meals a day. I really take my hat off to muslims during their fasting season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup i am STILL sick. But yeah. Still survivng haha. Nothing much for now. As you can see I'm pretty bored blogging like 3 days in a row now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish i had time to make mango mirror cake. Yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2939515365209588760?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2939515365209588760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2939515365209588760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2939515365209588760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2939515365209588760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-mango-mirror-cake.html' title='I love mango mirror cake'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-8911626224411277868</id><published>2010-04-01T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T19:39:22.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April fools.</title><content type='html'>Life's biggest joke to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Today's the first of April. Life played the biggest joke on me. Except the joke is that it's reality and not at all funny. I still remembered how stunned we were upon finding out where we were being posted to. Priceless. I nearly cried, being all flustered cause i know how screwed I'd be. But i didn't. Thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and wb then headed to jurong east library cause we really needed to stone and let everything sink in. After awhile it got better for us. Yummy wedges and drumlets were one of those reason. Wb drew out the pros and cons with her handy dandy notebook given to us in the ugly orange bag we got. And i.. just couldn't wait to get back to send that protest email. Was extremely sure that anywhere else would please me till i got home and wondered if i should just submit to fate but wb talked me out of it. Thankfully. So now the email's being sent and forwarded to the department incharge according to their reply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so desperate to a point I asked God to give me a sign and flipped a coin. First coin toss: Heads = It's never gonna work. You're stuck at that place. Tails = Some hope. You'll get out of this. &lt;br /&gt;Second coin toss: Heads = Random place that you have no idea where Tails = A particular place you've requested to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results: &lt;br /&gt;First coin toss = Tails&lt;br /&gt;Second coin toss = Heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who am I kidding. As if I'll let my next xx years of working life depend on a coin. But whatever it is, I'm still going to try to survive. At least I know that i tried to do something about it and well.. goodbye in 2 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm not making things too vague cause i don't really want to mention specific places so I won't get sued and what not. But yeah. Basically if I've filled you up, I've filled you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I'm gonna try to enjoy the last hours of my daddy's birthday. There's a surprise mango cake for him later :) The only plus side of the day is that God gave me a wonderful dad 50 years ago. Happy Birthday Daddy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Went to IKEA yesterday with bing bing to get her room organized. She bought a shelf like thing with 8 square compartments to make her room tidier. She just finished building it a few hours ago. :) I bought a bookshelf for my sister. Built it all night till like 1+ in the morning. So accomplished. Can't believe i actually built a bookshelf! :) It is quite addictive. Even though i got a blister on my little thumb. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well apart from all that, I'm still down with nasty flu, cough and sore throat. Felt a little feverish but I don't think that I'm having a fever cause I felt the same way yesterday too haha. Love is finally out from camp. If possible maybe I'll meet him for breakfast since church is 3 in the afternoon and he has something on at night. I miss him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then! I shall not mope about it. Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-8911626224411277868?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/8911626224411277868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=8911626224411277868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8911626224411277868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8911626224411277868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools.html' title='April fools.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-4586301877936667130</id><published>2010-03-31T10:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:28:57.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short short hair.</title><content type='html'>I have short short hair. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so annoyed with my ears, nose and throat. It's like this sickening condition i had since i was young. It's like dryness on the insides of your nose cause pain when you swallow and your ears are kinda blocked too. Mine's just the right side now. Hurt so bad when i sneezed. And it's gross but when i blew out the stuff it looked like green phlegm instead of eeky mucus. Urgh. I hope i dont spoil anyone's appetite saying this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway apart from that, I've been sewing love another pillow. More or less completed on the two angels but have been delaying the outlines. (Still can't believe i cut my hair so shorrrrrt!) But yup, i shall continue with it later. After i'm home from settling all the SNB thingys. Yeahh. I really miss mark. He went into camp on Sunday and will only be out tonight. Not sure if i'll get to see him tonight or not cause he's been feeling so tired. Well his training's really tough so it's understandable. &lt;br /&gt;Hope we can go on a date soon but it'll probably be on a weekend. (My last weekend..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's my papa's birthday! Reaching the big 50. I think i might bake a cake for him. :) :) Yum. Have to think of a cake that he'll like though. Hahaha. Papa wants to celebrate it on easter instead. So i'll just make the cake tmr and we'll go feast on easter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really nervous about starting work but still so lazy to start reading up. Think i'll feel better after reading up though. And knowing where the hell i'm posted to. (Cross fingersss!!!~) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall get the DS soon for hazel. Since my allowance from attachment is finally in. After i get it i shall keep track of my account now. :) Jia you melissa! Save money for your london trip! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright think it's been quite a long post already so i'm just gonna stop here. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-4586301877936667130?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/4586301877936667130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=4586301877936667130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4586301877936667130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4586301877936667130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/03/short-short-hair.html' title='short short hair.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-3590641098627654684</id><published>2010-03-23T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:15:18.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm fortunate to have found someone who truly loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-3590641098627654684?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/3590641098627654684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=3590641098627654684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3590641098627654684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3590641098627654684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-9014188728631773962</id><published>2010-02-11T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:48:54.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The update since stoneage.</title><content type='html'>(this was kept in draft since.. well mid feb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;draft starts=""&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;start of draft)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! I don't know how long it's been since i've last updated but i know it's waaayyy too long ago! So here are the updates from then till now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRCP&lt;br /&gt;It's been 2 weeks since my PRCP in the ward ended. I'm on my last day of OT tomorrow! Wheee!~ Yup. I wouldn't say 'time flies' because it didnt really when it was mid attachment. But right now i can't believe it's over. It's still trying to sink in actually. But i do miss the ward, the staff esp my preceptor screaming our names and asking us to speed things up. I miss bing bing and lala toooo! Since me and lala are in diff OT we see each other like reaaaaaaaally little now. And wb is stuck in the ward so the chances of us meeting = slim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still have outings to look forward to like bsb concert on the 28th, sentosa on the 3rd, grad night on the 4th and bbq on the 9th. Wheee! Pretty eventful! It's kinda like a marathon celebration of our graduation. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I've signed the employment form so i'm officially employed. :) [Unless something really bad happen and they cut me off from my contract..] But yup. After like many embarrassing times marching up to the HR.. i finally decided to sign it and request to O&amp;amp;G instead of remaining in my PRCP ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;draft ends=""&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;end of draft)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;start of current post 11/03/10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Okay, let's continue. I'M DONE BEING A STUDENT. WHEEEEE. But of course, more hell to come when i return back as a registered nurse. But oh well, until then......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the concert, grad night and bbq are all over! Had fun. Haha. Now i'm really broke though. Bing bing introduced me to the world of online shopping. Think i'm going to get my first parcel tmr! Excited! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping today as well. Bought a dress, three tops (one from fashion lab at 9 bucks and the other two for 20 bucks). Yup. Went out for a movie on monday and watched alice in wonderland with bing bing. It was not too bad! Like bing said, worth the 6.50 we spent but not 10 bucks if we watched it on a weekend. We mocked at the white queen and her silly handwashing positions. hahahaha. Yup, then we went to walk around jurong point.. bought a dress from fashion lab then (which i wore today :D) and another top from this fashion. Yup. I ordered four shirts online but backed out one and bing had to help me reject them since she helped to comment. Hope they don't ban her for that or they'll be losing a really precious customer!! (I wonder if they know her address by hard already..). I paid for the other two from diff websites and the last one which i just got the invoice for after a few days.. i'm just gonna leave it be. Since i've spent WAY. TOO. MUCH. Sigh!! Waiting for my attachment money to come in so that i can pay lala for the bbq and the ds that i spoiled. Sniffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I won poker night when i was playing with love and his friends. So exciting. :) Hope there will be more! But i'll probably consider playing. Maybe i'll just watch seeing how broke i am right now.. can't afford anymore debts! Oh speaking of love.. he told me about this monopoly card game and said that it was really fun. So i happen to pass by it and bought it for him as a gift. :) Played with him a few games but he left the cards here cause he didnt want to bring it to camp and lose it or leave it at home. Said that he comes over quite often so might as well leave it here to play with me whenever. :) So i taught my dad and sister how to play it last night. Not at the same time though since sister came home quite late haha. But i played with her till like 1ish and we didnt even notice that the time was passing that quickly. Scary fun! :D Now i'm just waiting for her to come back to play~ or watch the mentalist! :D Provided i haven't fallen asleep yet.. Am rather tired from all that shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so apart from all that shopping i've just been hanging around at home and watching the big bang theory and episodes of how i met your mother that just came out. Happy, relaxed and having a well deserved break. :) Don't want it to end too quickly now. :) Tomorrow i shall spend some time relaxing at home since it's been quite outdoor-ish this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets window shop some time again bing! (WINDOW. SHOP.) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/draft&gt;&lt;/draft&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-9014188728631773962?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/9014188728631773962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=9014188728631773962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/9014188728631773962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/9014188728631773962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-since-stoneage.html' title='The update since stoneage.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-667443616539550846</id><published>2009-12-28T10:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T10:22:31.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poo poo</title><content type='html'>Yeahhhhhhhh i feel like crushing my pda alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're on to the 8th week! Wb will be going to ED and OT at the end of the week. Great escape. :( Me and lala will have to endure 4 more weeks of ward 55 before we enter the ED and OT. Pooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope night will be fine. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-667443616539550846?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/667443616539550846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=667443616539550846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/667443616539550846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/667443616539550846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/12/poo-poo.html' title='Poo poo'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-6272666670074154996</id><published>2009-12-22T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:12:40.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho hum.</title><content type='html'>Wow, writing a reflective journal sure is tough. I've totally ran out of objectives. So sick of thinking of things to write. Sigh, i really hope my attachment will end soon. Think i'll feel so super duper relieved! I still have to find a (hopefully right) time to tell the big boss that i'm not interested in the ward anymore. Don't think i should tell her now but actually i'm thinking that maybe she'll pay less attention to me knowing that i'm not a future staff. Hmm, could be? But ah heck, after tomorrow this week will fly by. Christmas! I'm quite lucky to have it off since it was originally night. But pity i can't do night with lala! Only can wait till like next week before i can experience night. Hope if goes fine for her! :D And hope bing bing is surviving in the ward well enough now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, gotta sign lots and lots of checklist. I'm tiredddddd! Rawr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-6272666670074154996?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/6272666670074154996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=6272666670074154996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6272666670074154996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6272666670074154996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/12/ho-hum.html' title='Ho hum.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-4591645469471732489</id><published>2009-12-16T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:41:25.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad but true.</title><content type='html'>Nursing's just not the job for me. But it's not a course i regret taking. I'm just not cut out for that job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-4591645469471732489?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/4591645469471732489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=4591645469471732489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4591645469471732489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4591645469471732489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/12/sad-but-true.html' title='sad but true.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2516232212659255478</id><published>2009-11-15T19:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:48:01.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho hum.</title><content type='html'>Nervous about tomorrow! But i hope things will be alright. I'm quite tired right now but i don't feel like sleeping so early. Think i shall read up abit haha. Byeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2516232212659255478?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2516232212659255478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2516232212659255478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2516232212659255478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2516232212659255478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/11/ho-hum.html' title='Ho hum.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-1012017831586859717</id><published>2009-11-11T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:51:55.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>army smarmy</title><content type='html'>Its so unfair that i can't see you everyday :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me want bear hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-1012017831586859717?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/1012017831586859717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=1012017831586859717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1012017831586859717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1012017831586859717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/11/army-smarmy.html' title='army smarmy'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-3986051862846479276</id><published>2009-11-07T23:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:19:06.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new member (:</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's saturday alreadyyy. But it's okay haha. Went to IKEA today with love. Looked around and ate some meatballs and chicken wing. Think i'm getting a sore throat though! But that's okay :D Oh! We went to the kids section and saw this polar bear :) Decided to get it for my sister cause she always wanted one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's our new member!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/front-1.jpg?t=1257606764" alt="front-1.jpg picture by blackanddwhite" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, his name is Newton. Surname's Law. Cute isn't it? :D (Notice the fallen teddy in the picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though Newton just came into our family, i've told him alot about my work life. About ***i our perfect rival in pokemon as well as our favourite person in school. I taught newton a few tricks though some he simply came up with it by himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I taught him how to say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/wait.jpg?t=1257682649" alt="wait.jpg picture by blackanddwhite" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/no.jpg?t=1257682688" alt="no.jpg picture by blackanddwhite" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/wait.jpg?t=1257682649" alt="wait.jpg picture by blackanddwhite" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Wait, No, Wait, No!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Explanation of inside joke:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well you see, our favourite person that we have encountered in our working area.. She's kind of pushy. Whatever it is she would force it upon well.. us. So we discussed the best way to tell her off is by using our palms saying 'wait, no, wait, no'. But obviously this is fairyland cause we're probably not allowed to do that or we'll be in much polar bear shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/lgh.jpg?t=1257682144" alt="lgh.jpg picture by blackanddwhite" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the picture above i definitely did not teach polar. But i told him about how 'anal' (wb taught me that word) our favourite person in school was and so he showed his paw. Pawing her off. Guess it's time to teach our lovely polar some manners! Or should we..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's about it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully our time in the ward wouldn't be so torturous. Gogogo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-3986051862846479276?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/3986051862846479276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=3986051862846479276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3986051862846479276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3986051862846479276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-member.html' title='A new member (:'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-7418746004822747812</id><published>2009-11-03T17:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:33:54.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My name is Melissa</title><content type='html'>Hello, my name is Melissa and i am here to present an entry to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This here, is my blog that you've stumbled upon. It says http://www.entwinedroses.blogspot.com so if you see this website on the url box that you've typed it in then you are in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thinK that my previous week, which is Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday have been pretty useless. Apart from the fact that I've been holding on to my PDA playing a certain game that is totally matured to be playing at my age, I would actually like to suggest certain changes that can be done to improve this session.. ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start to present to you the changes that I would like to present to you. Firstly, perhaps more clinical skills can be done.. ah. I would also like to say that it's better if more drugs can be gone through in depth and not just by reading out from a book.. ah. I would also like to emphasis on punctuality and responsibility.. ah. Integrity is very important.. ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must be exhausted teaching us. It's actually quite difficult and tiring doing this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-7418746004822747812?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/7418746004822747812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=7418746004822747812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7418746004822747812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7418746004822747812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-name-is-melissa.html' title='My name is Melissa'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-1139643806771519870</id><published>2009-10-30T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:35:45.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HBa458RoLpw&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HBa458RoLpw&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-1139643806771519870?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/1139643806771519870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=1139643806771519870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1139643806771519870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1139643806771519870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/10/haha.html' title='HAHA.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5128166272254466882</id><published>2009-10-18T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:20:19.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture paints a thousand words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Acm2BWGfc4/Strb0NO_Z8I/AAAAAAAAACo/brz2BuKQs8w/s1600-h/9016_185856370010_688285010_4350891_1222961_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Acm2BWGfc4/Strb0NO_Z8I/AAAAAAAAACo/brz2BuKQs8w/s320/9016_185856370010_688285010_4350891_1222961_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393865193681807298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister. So cute right? Don't blame me man, i wasn't the one who took this picture :P Hahaha, the whole time i'm doing this she's giving me this 'oh no what's going to happen look'. Funny~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let's get down to this! What could my sister be saying to the camera man? I'm thinking more on the lines of 'heyyy! don't take my picture when i'm eating!' But feel free to write what you think this picture means!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Stephen/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Stephen/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5128166272254466882?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5128166272254466882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5128166272254466882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5128166272254466882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5128166272254466882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/10/picture-paints-thousand-words.html' title='A picture paints a thousand words'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Acm2BWGfc4/Strb0NO_Z8I/AAAAAAAAACo/brz2BuKQs8w/s72-c/9016_185856370010_688285010_4350891_1222961_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5177176733723881439</id><published>2009-10-18T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T16:54:01.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister is the best.</title><content type='html'>That's right, the previous post was not by me. I was hacked by my sister. But it's okay, cause i hacked her account first. I'd rather she post this ugly unglam photo of me with my cute hello panda bear bolster here than in her blog. She has more than just a few viewers haha. I hacked her acc to remove that picture. So she hacked mine to put the picture back on haha. See our sisterly love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PERIOD JUST CAME. !@$@%$&amp;amp;$#$#@!%t%&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay she got her retribution. She laughed so hard she hit her nose on her laptop hahahahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5177176733723881439?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5177176733723881439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5177176733723881439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5177176733723881439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5177176733723881439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-sister-is-best.html' title='My sister is the best.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-4993517676468973448</id><published>2009-10-18T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:36:00.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SURPRISE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj93/alienatedxx/Untitled5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-4993517676468973448?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/4993517676468973448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=4993517676468973448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4993517676468973448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4993517676468973448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/10/surprise-d.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-1225620756634968359</id><published>2009-10-18T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:04:00.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zooish saturday!</title><content type='html'>Hello!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sunday already and my period's not here yettt. I can feel it coming so i think i might really get it during my holiday. Which is like tomorrow!! :O Lala bought jelly already! :D I shall go to the supermarket later, get some cup noodles and maybe some snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a blast. I left my house around 730 and headed to love's house. Then around 8ish his brother drove us and his girlfriend to the zoo to meet up with love's aunts, uncles and grand aunt. We walked the entire zoo! Except the kiddy palace haha. We even rode the boat to and fro :D There were some animals that we missed before when we went there a few months ago. And we manage to catch both the shows! The rainforest fight back and the water ones. The animals were really cute! Like starting of the rainforest fights back a few otters came running forward towards the pool of water and swimming backstage. So cute! And the animals were like climbing from behind on a tight rope that was highhhhhhh up :D Then for the water performances there were penguins and phillip the seal. He did so many tricks! Cutenesss :D If you go to the zoo you have to catch phillip or some other seals! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, the we went for dinner at sakura around jurong area. Ate till i was really full! Think love enjoyed himself too :) Headed to his aunt's place after dinner and they were playing wii. I watched and it was pretty funny at times :D But then after a while i fell asleep and when i woke up it was time to head back already. :P Reached home at about 11ish close to 12. Didn't have a chance to try making my har gow again. I failed on friday! So sad. I hope when i come back i'll be able to do again or something. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, hope my trip will be fun despite my sickening period coming! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-1225620756634968359?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/1225620756634968359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=1225620756634968359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1225620756634968359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1225620756634968359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/10/zooish-saturday.html' title='Zooish saturday!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-8522287771988665213</id><published>2009-10-17T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:29:41.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister</title><content type='html'>Something entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Typical conversation with my sister:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;im eating worms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;gummy worms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;real&lt;br /&gt;colourful ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;i ate gummy bear yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;one?&lt;br /&gt;pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;real one&lt;br /&gt;really gummy bear&lt;br /&gt;gigantic one&lt;br /&gt;you dont know meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;downstairs they were having a gummy bear thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;it's quite big&lt;br /&gt;then me and estella go down and peel abit and eat&lt;br /&gt;they have this huge gummy bear structure dwnstairs yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;what in the world?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;celebrate what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;ya so weird right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;but we went to take it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether you're lying to me&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;we peel a bit from it&lt;br /&gt;downstairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;where?!&lt;br /&gt;which part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;our condo dwnstairs&lt;br /&gt;you know the baby pool there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;what flavour??&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine omg&lt;br /&gt;so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;it's like greenish yellow&lt;br /&gt;like fuse together kind of colour&lt;br /&gt;like half the size of the vending machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;br /&gt;giant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;not that big but still considered bigger than gummy bear right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;bigger than teddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;ya!! so nice okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;ya man&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;how the hell can something like that be made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;they say will have again next year&lt;br /&gt;next year you try lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;for?&lt;br /&gt;mooncake festival?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;coming!&lt;br /&gt;rmber?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;yupppp&lt;br /&gt;october!&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess writes:&lt;br /&gt; (drew a gummyworm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;gummyworm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;my dinner&lt;br /&gt;worms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;dear gummy worm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;"yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;i just scammed my sister into believing that a giant gummy bear was eaten by kids like me yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;YA LOSER&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING TO CHOKE ON YOUR DEAR GUMMY WORM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;LOSER LEH U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;WALAAAOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;but have to admit&lt;br /&gt;i'm good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;who ask you&lt;br /&gt;i mispelled gummy bearS&lt;br /&gt;and you attacked me&lt;br /&gt;so i had to defend myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;then attack you!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa says:&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-8522287771988665213?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/8522287771988665213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=8522287771988665213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8522287771988665213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8522287771988665213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-sister.html' title='My sister'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-817720022094736873</id><published>2009-10-16T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:21:07.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout</title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just created a new layout. I liked the previous one, really bright and cheerful. But i got pretty fed up with the tagboard cause it wouldn't refresh as soon as the user post something on it. So hopefully this time round changing the entire blogskin would get rid of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Yeah that's about it. Think period's coming. Hope it'll come tomorrow. Don't want it to affect my trip. I really hope i'm pmsing too. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel tired. But who am i to complain? All i do is sit and laze around. I guess it's not that typical kind of tiredness. Maybe i just need to sort out some thoughts, have a little breather, get out of the house. This is torture. I need something to occupy my weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel that my whines are really not needed. Sometimes i get mad at myself for whining. So many more people worrying about things that are more significant. What is my whining compared to theirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The world doesn't revolve around you Melissa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-817720022094736873?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/817720022094736873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=817720022094736873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/817720022094736873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/817720022094736873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-layout.html' title='New layout'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-7502623493453620134</id><published>2009-10-15T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:33:18.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexplainable</title><content type='html'>Unexplainable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-7502623493453620134?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/7502623493453620134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=7502623493453620134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7502623493453620134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7502623493453620134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/10/unexplainable.html' title='Unexplainable'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-1866547903322804530</id><published>2009-10-14T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T10:20:41.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy yesterday!</title><content type='html'>Hello!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't i sound REALLY happy right now? Yes i am! Let me share the joy!! We really succeeded in making our har gow! So happy! :) Both of us were like shaking hands countless of times. Hehe! I've never felt so accomplished before. And hey you've got to hand it to us, we tried SO MANY TIMES. Hahahaha. A really yummy reward. :) Even i'm starting to like eating har gow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night we tried to make pizza too! Even the dough. And we did it too! It turned out awesomely delicious. Too bad mrs penguin can't join us but she had fun with mr penguin. :) Ahh our joy can not be expressed with such simple words. Yesterday was a good day. A good cooking day and a good day for my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th of october!&lt;br /&gt;- Success in har gow and pizza&lt;br /&gt;- Sister's 2nd month with daryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to all of us!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great day. Too bad mr piggy couldn't call me last night but his headache improved so i'm happy too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-1866547903322804530?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/1866547903322804530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=1866547903322804530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1866547903322804530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1866547903322804530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/10/yummy-yesterday.html' title='Yummy yesterday!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-7144430160203984865</id><published>2009-10-13T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:28:55.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ze tuesday.</title><content type='html'>Do you smell that? That's the smell of success. For today, will be THE day! The day the pig and the sheep succeed in making... HAR GOW! (Echos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Sheepy will be coming over at around 1. Penguin can't join us today cause she'll be taking care of mr penguin. My mr pig is in the army now. He's feeling very tired today! Too bad i can't give him a little boost, wake him up a little. And we're all waiting for mr sheep to arrive! Even papa and mama pig wants to see a mr sheep. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well as you can see my day has been pretty boring so far. All i've done yesterday would be sitting on my bed and using my lappie. I can feel myself getting fat already. Sigh!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how i met your mother is out. So i'm gonna go watch it now HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-7144430160203984865?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/7144430160203984865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=7144430160203984865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7144430160203984865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7144430160203984865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/10/ze-tuesday.html' title='Ze tuesday.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2728376435759482379</id><published>2009-10-10T09:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T09:09:53.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick on a saturday.</title><content type='html'>Hellooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the fact that attachment have ended haven't really sunk in to me yet. Maybe because i dreamt about attachment, woke up thinking i have to go for attachment and and.. i'm sick on a saturday. That doesn't sound right. :( I woke up with this nasty snottish flu. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2728376435759482379?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2728376435759482379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2728376435759482379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2728376435759482379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2728376435759482379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/10/sick-on-saturday.html' title='Sick on a saturday.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-7887892963633231538</id><published>2009-09-20T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:44:27.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a blue bird</title><content type='html'>Even big bird was once blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-7887892963633231538?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/7887892963633231538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=7887892963633231538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7887892963633231538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7887892963633231538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-blue-bird.html' title='I&apos;m a blue bird'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-216938808586398737</id><published>2009-09-19T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T09:41:25.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Town.</title><content type='html'>You know what town needs? More pedestrian crossings. Especially the area at wisma and taka. Sigh, i feel so silly not crossing the first traffic light i see. I've learnt my lesson now. Nods nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fine. Woke up to check my results and got really satisfied. Love came over awhile and we had breakfast and lunch together. Tried to make milo biscuits but they failed terribly. To think i used up my last bits of self raising flour! But sister ate them all. Then i had to go to work and lala came to pick me up (: Raining very heavily at our side but when we reached the hospital it was so sunny. But ah wells! Thanks lala for sending us! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to the ward only to find all the patients discharging except 2 patients. Then one patient went down for a scan and we were left with one patient. But subsequently, there were two more admissions after our break. So time passed faster. Of all the days, a friday went by slowly. But i had wb and felicia to keep me entertained. With chatterings and pokemon. :D We beat xxni! :D Me and wb were like super on when we were battling her. Doing the 'yes!' action everytime we hit his/her pokemon. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. So after work, changed and headed to town. Met love and his family for awhile and we headed to macs to grab a bite before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-216938808586398737?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/216938808586398737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=216938808586398737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/216938808586398737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/216938808586398737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/09/town.html' title='Town.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-4393959672891762785</id><published>2009-09-17T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:07:57.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken knees.</title><content type='html'>Hello! This is my first time blogging using my new lappie! If you don't know the story, daddy bought a new lappie thinking that he's old one is spoilt. But it turned out that it wasn't so he gave the new one to me. :) He says it's too waxy but i think it's cause he loves me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's just ultra-ly tiring for some reason. The last hour took forever to go by. Me and wb's legs were about to give in already. For me it's the most tiring day i've ever gone through. Yeah, though it was pretty uneventful today apart from the dressing, time passed alright from all the crapping that we do. Except the last hour of course. So yeah, me and wb were like talking about a scheme. I'll suddenly go to the teacher bursting out in tears, then she'll go what happened? Come &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sit down&lt;/span&gt;. Then i'll cry for another few mins saying that it's a personal reason. Then when she tells me to rest for a while and she heads outside, wb will come in and ask 'have you seen melissa?' then the teacher will be like oh yeah she's crying now.. then wb will me like oh, i know why. So she'll come and comfort me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sitting down as well. &lt;/span&gt;Victory sign! When we're well rested, we head outside again. Our evil scheme to rest our legs. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup, of course we're all talk. We wouldn't do such things. (: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or would we..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's about today. Oh. Did i mention the time that wenbing tricked me just to get me to stand up? Yeah you see we were waiting for lala at the lobby. Bought her kaya pancake from mr bean for her. So lala calls wb and when she was done with the phone, wb said lala's going off first. So i attempted to rush off to pass her the pancake while wb finally swallows her peanut pancake she was chewing to tell me that she's kidding and that lala's at 7-11 waiting for us. Mean right! Gonna smear red bean all over her face tomorrow. And yes, she enjoyed the sight of my frantic attempt to catch lala who was 'going off first'. Sigh! All that to get me to stand up. The chair was so comfy for my tired little chicken legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, i headed home and got some rest. Woke up and was suppose to head out but my legs betrayed me. I felt even more tired than before i slept. Aching all over too. My mummy helped me massage the sore spots and put oil on it. Feeling much better now. Hope i can survive tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss love. I hope i can see him soon. Even though i just saw him yesterday, i really do miss him. Can never get enough of him. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that's about it. TGIF tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-4393959672891762785?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/4393959672891762785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=4393959672891762785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4393959672891762785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4393959672891762785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/09/broken-knees.html' title='Broken knees.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-1709833204555439896</id><published>2009-09-13T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:45:55.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misses.</title><content type='html'>This weekend was great. I had all my time focused on love. It's been a while since we've been able to spend the entire day together. Seeing that he has camp and all. But knowing that i'll get to spend the weekend like that with him next week again sure makes everything better. :) i miss him already but i shouldn't complain! At least i get to hear from him every night too. :) here comes attachment again! Hope things will go smoothly. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s it's rather hard to blog using my handphone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-1709833204555439896?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/1709833204555439896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=1709833204555439896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1709833204555439896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1709833204555439896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/09/misses.html' title='misses.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-1825227549250610078</id><published>2009-09-10T09:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:48:45.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to my love :)</title><content type='html'>Today's a very special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 10th of september! Also known as my love's birthday! :) Though he's in camp right now and only can read this tomorrow, here i am wishing him the biggest birthday wish ever! And the biggest virtual hug. :) (Real one comes the moment i see him.) Hehe. He's my special special boy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i had the weirdest dream. I dreamt that the PRCP (final 3 months of attachment) was like 'tomorrow'. And it clashes with the 6 weeks of earlier attachment. I don't know how it's possible but i thought i had to do both at the same time. Then i woke up late and panicked thinking that i missed the first day of PRCP. But realize that it was just a dream. (This is still a dream) So it's like a dream in a dream. Yeah, and i was so afraid that i had to replace this saturday. My day with love! So yup, weird dreams in dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thunder woke me up today. I remembered the lightest shower ever on my birthday. It was raining but i was hardly wet when i walked to my bus stop. The raindrops were tiny and light. A shower. And today, on love's birthday, here it is raining again. Maybe it's to allow love to not work so hard when it comes to physical exercises since it's raining and stuff. So hopefully, the rain pays off. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be cabbing with lala to the hospital depending on the rain later. But it seems pretty alright now. Thunder is less frequent so i'm just going to assume that it's going away from my area.  Fingers cross that i don't have to spend on cab again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, i shall focus on my case study now. Tomorrow's gonna come before you say pizzaswithcherryontop. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-1825227549250610078?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/1825227549250610078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=1825227549250610078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1825227549250610078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1825227549250610078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-my-love.html' title='Happy birthday to my love :)'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-529203662962860710</id><published>2009-09-06T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:18:54.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night before it all repeats again.</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I didn't go to town as planned. We went to queenstown with my dad to hunt for sports shoes that my sister needed. She wants a comfy shoe to run. :) So yeah after that we headed down to the cafe and i ate chicken and drank some organic orange, mango and apple juice. Then i learnt how to make crepe by watching my uncle make it. Simple ingredients :) Sister was absolutely delighted that she didn't need to buy wraps anymore haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so it's attachment again tomorrow. Frankly speaking, i think 2 days is enough for me to rest. It's like balanced. I like :) Then 5 days of work and another 2 rewarding day to rest. Really looking forward to next week. I can spend it with love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so hello again attachment. Thank goodness for bing bing and estella! Makes it less hard. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-529203662962860710?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/529203662962860710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=529203662962860710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/529203662962860710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/529203662962860710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/09/night-before-it-all-repeats-again.html' title='The night before it all repeats again.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-1421306551946294246</id><published>2009-09-06T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T10:25:20.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday morning</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sunday today. Think i'm going shopping with my sister later. But not too sure. Somehow i feel like staying at home and playing PS2 the whole day. It's been a while since i've touched that thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday travelled to takashimaya with love to have dinner with his family. Had to take a cab due to my silly miscalculation of time. It was peek hour so it added up till quite a bit and we didn't have cash thinking that we could pay by nets. But it was only halfway through the journey that we realize the cab didn't have nets. &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; Don't like cabbies! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so went for the dinner. It was good :) I was so full at the end of it. But it was a just nice full. :) It was interesting to hear their conversations. Even though i'm like super shy and practically didn't talk at all other than the greetings and the thank yous, i enjoyed myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so came home with love and he hung around for a bit. ;) Then he headed home and i stayed up a little and went to bed soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-1421306551946294246?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/1421306551946294246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=1421306551946294246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1421306551946294246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1421306551946294246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-morning.html' title='sunday morning'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-3659967624007599402</id><published>2009-09-05T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:36:17.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes.</title><content type='html'>Things have really changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachmemt started a week ago and yup, i'm still here surviving. I'm really glad i have bing bing working in the same cubicle as me and still being able to have lunch with her and lala (: it's a nice combination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUH have really changed quite a bit. To rather.. organized i must say. And we started taking cases too, feeling more accomplished. Even though the staff nurse is still guiding us and we're just doing what she tells us to do. But it's something learnt. A nice feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff that we're working with have been quite nice. :) Esp the staff nurse who guided us for the cases and sya's twin!! :D :D Yup, there's this staff with the same name as sya and she's very alike sya too! We even asked her a random question if she liked korean and backstreetboys and she said yes! But she's more of the korean dramas and not songs. And she speaks really fluent chinese too. Like sya! :O I miss that ladyyy. But i guess she's probably doing really well in AH. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, apart from that there are staffs who simply push all the work to us. But that's fine, i mean we can handle it. Makes time pass faster too and of course i have someone with me to bitch about things. So it's all good. HEHE. But i've learnt i guess. Even though i was told off a couple of times, it'll probably stay in my mind more. Soemthing learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, i guess there's a diff from the time i first started attachment up till now. Even though it's not an overnight change and i didn't notice it at first, but seeing the year ones in the ward and comparing them with us. Yeah, you bet there's a difference. But of course i don't blame them. I mean, there are very limited things that they can do. I've been there. So yup. It's just really funny how wb rants about them :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, next week hopefully i can get more skills signed. Wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-3659967624007599402?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/3659967624007599402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=3659967624007599402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3659967624007599402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3659967624007599402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/09/changes.html' title='Changes.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-3670944618576962195</id><published>2009-08-30T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:35:08.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again!</title><content type='html'>So it's been forever since i've last wrote a blogger post. :P Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well up till this point of time, exams are finally over. Finally? I think i'm going to miss it alot next time though. But yup, tomorrow attachment's starting. I'm not exactly dreading it or anything. I think i'm trained enough to wake up early in the morning hehe. I've had a rather relaxing week. As soon as my exam ended i accomplished quite a bit of things. Day one, i did sewing, watched how i met your mother, played the violin and read comics! :D Well that's what i've been doing for the whole week actually. Except towards the end which was friday and yesterday. I went out with love love. :) Love of my life! We had fun. Felt like i haven't seen him since like forever! But yup, i'm just going to look forward to the end of next week then! :)I finally finished sewing my parents and sister's pillow. I haven't started on bing bing's one and it's due like a million days ago! &gt;.&lt; But the materials are still here and i will def finish it! Promise! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, oh! I received a post card from sunny yesterday. Didn't really recognize her signature but i was pretty sure that's her handwriting :) Kept it in my little drawer full of cards and prezzies and other important stuffs. :) Thanked her just now and really hope she's doing well! I do miss that lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum hum! I think i have to get ready for church soon. Wheee, finally a blog post done. :) Well, enjoy whatever you've been doing before you entered this dead but recently alive blog! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-3670944618576962195?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/3670944618576962195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=3670944618576962195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3670944618576962195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3670944618576962195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-again.html' title='Hello again!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2771440387900459361</id><published>2009-08-12T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T13:29:39.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>This week has been a great week for me. :) I've seen honey for like 3 days. :) :) Hehe! Even though he's back in camp now but i know that i'll see him soon when he comes out on friday! Then he'll be done with his basic course. Hopefully he'll have a longer break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My NSL results came out rather surprising for me! But i'm really happy and thankful that i didn't get pulled down that badly due to my latest practical fluke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kinda escaped our presentation today and me and sya ended up singing bsb songs. I heard that they're coming up with a new album! Can't wait :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estella's coming over again later to use microsoft word at my place. Poor girl! I know how it feels when microsoft word is not working. Not cool at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's about all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2771440387900459361?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2771440387900459361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2771440387900459361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2771440387900459361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2771440387900459361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_12.html' title=':)'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-317348342122228209</id><published>2009-08-09T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T14:26:38.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Hello! Today's a sunday but it doesn't feel like national day at all. But oh well, happy birthday singapore! :D :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last week's been tedious and annoying. But i'm glad it's over. I know i didn't do very well for practical but i'm getting over it. For the final year project i'm just really glad the presentation's over. Super nerve wrecking to present. Made a couple of mistakes but ah what the heck. I'm just really glad it's over. Don't know how much we'll get but i'm not expecting much. Ah, to think that i did rather well for my first term. Don't think my finals will add up to much now though. So i'm just going to lower my expectations down a little. Don't want to fall so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estella's coming over soon! We're going to make spongecake. We couldn't make it the last time because silly me forgot that i didn't have cake flour. What i had was rice flour. T_T Stupid mistake i know! But i can't wait to see how it'll turn up. I can't really remember if i've eaten spongecake before or not. I hope it doesn't taste like butter cake or i'll just be really disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey's probably doing his 23km march now. It's so hot outside :( I hope he's hydrating himself. Don't want it to rain but i hope that the weather will be less torturing so that he can finish the march and be safe. Tomorrow we're going out to eat ramen! It's been a while since i can spend the whole entire day with him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's about it. Hopefully i can finish the work i plan to finish today. :) Since lala has to do her CT work too. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-317348342122228209?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/317348342122228209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=317348342122228209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/317348342122228209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/317348342122228209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-6211811388515578521</id><published>2009-08-08T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:00:33.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>i have the most awesome honey ever :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-6211811388515578521?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/6211811388515578521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=6211811388515578521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6211811388515578521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6211811388515578521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2067674931156632956</id><published>2009-08-02T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T11:55:26.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success! :D</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just fried a plate of carrot cake and it turned out well :) Just that it's a little salty cause i added salt to it thinking that it might not have enough taste. But it was still yummy. :) I have another half left and my daddy's going to fry it later.  :D Happy! The only down side is that i have to leave it to cool overnight so whenever i feel like eating carrot cake it has to wait for at least a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, i shall try the sweet bread dough next. :) When i buy the yeast maybe i can try to make bao bao too. Better make use of the steamer more~ Parents exchanged their points for it specially for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like cooking. Even though most of them time i cook and bake when i'm stress. But it helps! Fills my belly welly too. Next time when estella's over we're going to try spongeroll! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eggciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2067674931156632956?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2067674931156632956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2067674931156632956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2067674931156632956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2067674931156632956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/08/success-d.html' title='Success! :D'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-586533541328757158</id><published>2009-07-26T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:19:49.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum dee dum.</title><content type='html'>Damn. I've been like totally super whiny this entire week. I don't know if it's pms but i REALLY hope it is. School's like a bum to me now. I actually dread it ): This is not suppose to happen. I think i'm psycho-ing myself. I need my weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need. My weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to panic but the project due dates are around the corner. I hate projects. Sigh, i shall ask nick about what's really going on with the FYP. Like seriously come on people, PANIC. Other groups are like presenting in the first week of August. And i don't think we're left out. Just that our schedule's not out yet. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my tears to flow right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-586533541328757158?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/586533541328757158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=586533541328757158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/586533541328757158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/586533541328757158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/07/dum-dee-dum.html' title='Dum dee dum.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-8614809658437698907</id><published>2009-07-17T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:12:21.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey (:</title><content type='html'>I love my honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though he's still stuck in camp right now and i was a little disappointed since i wouldn't get to speak with him or see him on the computer today but it's fine. I'll see him tomorrow! And i'm going to try making beef noodle soup for him! It's pretty healthy so i think my sister will probably like it too. :) I shall wake up early and head over to cold storage! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like planning surprises and treats for my love :) Spices up life! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I like making food for my family too!!! :D Love them! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-8614809658437698907?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/8614809658437698907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=8614809658437698907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8614809658437698907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8614809658437698907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/07/honey.html' title='Honey (:'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2319784750541975941</id><published>2009-07-16T00:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:40:36.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The adventure of pig and sheep!</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was har gow making day. It failed terribly. Not once, but twice. That's right, after my sheep partner when home i tried making it again. IN FACT, i tried making giant har gows. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed. Denied. Unsuccessful. Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the giant har gow was cute. :) I don't usually post pictures up but for this, i have to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Acm2BWGfc4/Sl4CIQliLSI/AAAAAAAAACg/dtv7W8rMGEA/s1600-h/Photo394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Acm2BWGfc4/Sl4CIQliLSI/AAAAAAAAACg/dtv7W8rMGEA/s320/Photo394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358722947532074274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///F:/Images/Camera/15072009/15072009A1/Photo392.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Acm2BWGfc4/Sl4B0y4BhTI/AAAAAAAAACY/h9w93uImVgQ/s1600-h/Photo392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Acm2BWGfc4/Sl4B0y4BhTI/AAAAAAAAACY/h9w93uImVgQ/s320/Photo392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358722613139047730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haha, none of them are normal size actually. But yeah i just wanted to finish the filling really quick. Anyway, today though exhausting but it was fun. Why exhausting? Well the adventures of pig and sheep first began when they decided to make 'HAR GOW'. So the pig and sheep met after school and decided to go to the NTUC at bukit timah plaza to look for ingredients! Great they found most things except.. bamboo shoots and WHEAT STARCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't worry, i'm getting to the part as to why i capitalize WHEAT STARCH everytime i say it. :) So pig and sheep decided to walk to cold storage at King albert park to check if they had any bamboo shoots or WHEAT STARCH. But to no avail. They asked cold storage if they even sold WHEAT STARCH but they did not. So they decided to go to the wet market that sells dried stuff and check if they sold any. But.. you can probably guess what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But energised by the sushi bought from cold storage at KAP they decided to walk opposite beauty world to shop and save and whoosh! They found the bamboo shoots! But.. NO WHEAT STARCH. So they decided to call a friend, initials: HT, animal term: CRAB So she asked her mummy if she knew anything to substitute the WHEAT STARCH but she didnt. So they tried calling another friend. Initials: YM, Animal: Sweet chili pork (technically a food but he was once a pig. And may i mention a different species of pig from one of the current main character) So he searched and searched to see if we can replace WHEAT STARCH with anything and he found it! He said potato starch so we bought it and happily went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But little did we know.. that while in the cab.. trouble was brewing. (Horrifying music plays) So they reached home, gulped cool ice and peach tea down and stomached a bowl of awesome bee hoon. All ready to start! But then.. they decided to play it safe and to check to replacement once more.. And what they found out.. is going to make that pork which was once a pig.. to be a pig again and then slaughter it ALL OVER AGAIN. (THUNDER ROARRR) On the net it wrote.. WHEAT STARCH is essential. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It cannot be replaced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, we couldn't make it. So they decided to hop out of their seats and head down to westmall. They made a sacrificial pact that if the NTUC that westmall had WHEAT STARCH, they would forgo buying drinks for three days (for the sheep) and one week (for the pig). But their hopes were crashed when some administration lady told them that none of the outlets had wheat starch. * I got really lazy to capitalize wheat starch. It's getting quite annoying.* So they decided to try the RedMan stall. That's right, the baking store. Closed in jurong, closed in sembawang. They went all the way to Jurong east, changed train to buona vista. Walked to redman and finally there it was. Wheat starch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Forget har gow, just do siew mai. It's so much more easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of the pig and sheep adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2319784750541975941?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2319784750541975941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2319784750541975941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2319784750541975941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2319784750541975941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/07/adventure-of-pig-and-sheep.html' title='The adventure of pig and sheep!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Acm2BWGfc4/Sl4CIQliLSI/AAAAAAAAACg/dtv7W8rMGEA/s72-c/Photo394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2769754850954627314</id><published>2009-07-13T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:22:27.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hum.</title><content type='html'>It never really bothered me but now it's kind of starting to. Well actually it's kind of a gradual thing but now I'm really too tired to care that much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a monday today. Rah rah rah! It's a happy monday since our DDD project is finally done. I would underline the word finally but i don't know how to on blogger. It doesn't work like microsoft word. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have a craving for meat. Weird right? My mum says a craving for sweet stuffs means that your adrenaline's not pumping enough. I wonder what craving for meat means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for wednesday! Going to make har gow with lala :) After dim sum i'm going to learn a special something something for my love. If you know don't say it! It's a surprise something. :) Sigh, i miss him. I like being at home too. School's starting to really drag. I like short days. I like practicals. But other than that, bore bore bore. I should be a loner. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda want school to end soon but not end soon. Apart from sya's company and studying, school's really just.. school. But i guess it's better than group bitching like what you have in secondary school. Low profile's good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next minute statement should not be read. It's a rant. That's what you do in a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;I'm chinese. I do not understand you. But don't try to make me understand it's really better this way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2769754850954627314?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2769754850954627314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2769754850954627314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2769754850954627314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2769754850954627314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/07/hum.html' title='Hum.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-743656496452543741</id><published>2009-07-04T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T10:59:53.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In memory of Cuddles.</title><content type='html'>Today, my very first hamster passed away. She was the tiniest, cutest hamster I've ever seen. It's a shame she died early. She lived for 9 months and 3 days. I hope she was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've buried her downstairs third and fourth square away from the pillar. At least she's still nearby. I hope no dogs would dig her up or anything. But she was placed safely in a box with her tissue paper strips to keep her warm and comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all saw her die. She suffered for a few hours before she had to go. At least she's not in pain anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you cuddles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-743656496452543741?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/743656496452543741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=743656496452543741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/743656496452543741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/743656496452543741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-memory-of-cuddles.html' title='In memory of Cuddles.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-4999604063824363599</id><published>2009-07-03T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:02:25.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silver.</title><content type='html'>Hello i just came back from my nafa test. I got a silverrrrr. Bye bye gold running streak. Was really disappointed since 2.4 draggeeedddd meeeee downnnnnnnn totally. But now i'm alright. I did my best and i know how rusty i am since it's be so long since i practiced running 2.4 on the track. So clap clap clap! Yay for all who participated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I messaged love but he probably can't see it till tonight. I shall wait for him to console me :P Then i'll be completely fine. :) Gulped down 100 plus after that and it felt SO. GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired now but i shall continue working on my DDD before my hong kong drama starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-4999604063824363599?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/4999604063824363599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=4999604063824363599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4999604063824363599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4999604063824363599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/07/silver.html' title='silver.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-524381781653339882</id><published>2009-07-01T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:00:31.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakers!</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started 3 days ago. And yesterday i just learned that our DDD project is due in 2 weeks time haha. Haven't even started yet. I'm still a little uptight about it. Plan to do some today :D I wrote down the whole lot of class tests and MEL quizes plus project due dates on my calender and boyyy is it full. It's really packed in fact but it's okay. I'm not too stress about it. Yet. Or maybe i won't be at all. :D That's a hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after i wrote all the stuffs down i started to pack up my very messy room. I don't know why but somehow stuffs belonging to my sister and my dad will automatically appear in my room. Like their documents, files and what not. Now it's just my books. Me and my books. :D Yup, so after the clearing up i decided to type down a few cookie recipe to print. After which i decided to bake chocolate chip cookies! I wanted to bake the recipe that shenny gave me and tried them again with measuring materials this time! But then there wasn't a temperature to preheat and bake the cookies. I think shenny's brother told me by sms the other time and i didn't write it down. ): So i went online and typed the exact ingredients in but still couldn't find the recipe which contain the preheating temperature. So i found another chocolate chip cookie recipe and baked it with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time estella came over to bake the cookies and the muffin with me we gave her the nickname 'wind'. Because she comes like the wind and leaves like the wind. Fast. So this time, she baked with me. And yup, she's not wind this time. She's glue. When i offered to mix she'll just give me an expression and hold on to the mixing bowl like it's her little kid. Haha. It's pretty funny baking with her. And oh, she eats cookie dough. She loves it. Licked the whisker clean after we switched to the wooden spoon to mix. Yummy she says. So yup, it's refrigerating now. 30 minutes! We can probably make like loads of cookies. I'm going to try to make it heart shaped so that i can give some to love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully love will like it! :) Friday is coming! Which means fitness test. T01's probably doing it right now! Which means estella and bing bing's group. Hope they can do well! :D Then saturday love's coming out. I was thinking of sushi buffet but then it's only on weekdays. But hopefully wen can spend the day out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's that. I think the cookies should be done refrigerating in like 10 minutes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-524381781653339882?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/524381781653339882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=524381781653339882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/524381781653339882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/524381781653339882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/07/bakers.html' title='Bakers!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-3447579536476862771</id><published>2009-06-23T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:07:29.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>I'm quite upset right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has to be more than just sitting around, playing games. Waiting for the week to go, planned. Free time to the computer, the rest.. not very accomplishing. I'm just tired too i guess. Tired from being a couch potato, tired from being bored. Sigh, i guess my life is just not suppose to be the simple life that i've always wanted. The life when i can just sit down and admire the environment. My life is too flooded with technology and busy stuffs. Anything i can lay my hands on to keep me busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my simple life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-3447579536476862771?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/3447579536476862771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=3447579536476862771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3447579536476862771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3447579536476862771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2380233791904851812</id><published>2009-06-10T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:11:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumped out.</title><content type='html'>I feel bumped out with myself. I'm just feeling tired i guess. From all the studying and all. My brain's a real wreck today. Stuffing all those shitload of drugs. But i'm glad that's over. One more test to go. But i'm exhausted. Really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite sick of myself. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm eating so much. I might be suspected of bulimia. Except i'm not vomitting. Just eating a lot. Har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye i suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2380233791904851812?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2380233791904851812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2380233791904851812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2380233791904851812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2380233791904851812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/06/bumped-out.html' title='Bumped out.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-8035544248374544750</id><published>2009-06-04T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:23:18.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>I'm so sick of not studying.&lt;br /&gt;I feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;I feel shrugged off.&lt;br /&gt;I only have videos with me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-8035544248374544750?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/8035544248374544750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=8035544248374544750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8035544248374544750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8035544248374544750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/06/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-8238205690108770273</id><published>2009-05-30T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:47:17.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging day!</title><content type='html'>I realize i always have problems starting a title when i blog. It's like hmm what kind of day would you call this. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday was awesome. I got to spend practically the whole day with honey. :) It's been awhile. We went for lunch! Can you guess what we had? .. .. .. That's right! AJISEN! :D Coincidentally my sister had aijisen too and she actually did NOT order our spicy char siew ramen! She ate spicy miso. :( She sure is missing out. Yup then me and love went to watch a movie. Monsters vs aliens. Good show. Cute show haha. Yup walked around a little and then came back home and we just hung out. :) Love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup so now i think i really gotta mug. Have an interview on monday. So unprepared! And i have to get the resume that i've been dragging on and on for done ASAP! I plan to finish it by today actually heh heh. I have no clue what i'm wearing for the interview. :( I don't seem to have anything formal enough boo hoo. Next week's going to be pretty hectic. Preperation for CT and our practical test next week as well. I can do it! I will NOT GET A C AGAIN. RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-8238205690108770273?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/8238205690108770273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=8238205690108770273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8238205690108770273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8238205690108770273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/05/mugging-day.html' title='Mugging day!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-6128245795556368902</id><published>2009-05-28T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:52:26.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I told you so - Carrie Underwood</title><content type='html'>This song is so good and so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I told you so - Carrie Underwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I called you up tonight and told you that I loved you&lt;br /&gt;And suppose I said "I wanna come back home".&lt;br /&gt;And suppose I cried and said "I think I finally learned my lesson"&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tired a-spendin' all my time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I told you that I realised you're all I ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;And it's killin' me to be so far away.&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me that you loved me too and would we cry together?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you simply laugh at me and say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I told you so, oh I told you so&lt;br /&gt;I told you some day you come crawling back and asking me to take you in&lt;br /&gt;I told you so, but you had to go&lt;br /&gt;Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I got down on my knees and told you I was yours forever&lt;br /&gt;Would you get down on yours too and take my hand?&lt;br /&gt;Would we get that old time feelin', would we laugh and talk for hours&lt;br /&gt;The way we did when our love first began?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me that you'd missed me too and that you'd been so lonely&lt;br /&gt;And you waited for the day that I return.&lt;br /&gt;And we'd live in love forever and that I'm your one and only&lt;br /&gt;Or would you say the tables finally turned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I told you so, oh I told you so&lt;br /&gt;I told you some day you come crawling back and asking me to take you in&lt;br /&gt;I told you so, but you have to go&lt;br /&gt;Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-6128245795556368902?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/6128245795556368902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=6128245795556368902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6128245795556368902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6128245795556368902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-told-you-so-carrie-underwood.html' title='I told you so - Carrie Underwood'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5277770876292804957</id><published>2009-05-26T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:25:49.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sya loves cats.</title><content type='html'>Today's post features sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My awesome buddy in school.&lt;br /&gt;She has a ruined reputation since.. 2007 according to her. (I say it's much earlier)&lt;br /&gt;She loves cats. Like the title says. (Okay she hates them, but she's starting to get a hang of them! She petted the cats in hakim's house.)&lt;br /&gt;-truth from now-&lt;br /&gt;She likes tickling people. (Especially amir making him jump like a girl)&lt;br /&gt;She gets sick jokes like *snap* that.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to repeat song lyrics. Except it's just a phrase or worse, a word.&lt;br /&gt;She dreams of playing a guitar PROPERLY one day. Not with a book like she did in the library today. But i must say she did awesome. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;She hates class on tuesdays because she wants to go home and catch her korean show.&lt;br /&gt;She has a very good friend whom she never ever not message.&lt;br /&gt;She is a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;She loves chocolate oreo drink and chicken cutlet.&lt;br /&gt;A week ago (exactly) she choked on mee soto and got her remainders all over me and my plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright i should get back to whatever i was doing. Last but not least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a good friend. :) School's boring without her. (GO AWW NOW.) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5277770876292804957?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5277770876292804957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5277770876292804957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5277770876292804957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5277770876292804957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/05/sya-loves-cats.html' title='Sya loves cats.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-7643710619182105901</id><published>2009-05-22T19:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:47:42.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombiest day ever.</title><content type='html'>I have no idea why i'm feeling like a zombie today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First i had to drag myself out of bed and crawl to the toilet to wash up. Then i had to rush but i had no energy to and the road to the bus stop was so long and hot. The sun refuse to leave me. REFUSE. Though it was just nine plus in the morning, the sun still killed. So i walked to the bus stop and thankfully the bus came like almost immediately. Reached the school bus stop at 10, was a little late but i still couldn't fasten my pace. Zombified. Met lala at the first floor before i headed up to class. :D We'll be having ajisen some day. She joked about having it on saturday :P Which is quite impossible ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up, zombified and saw bing bing and the rest outside the lift. They were heading home. Stomped away like a zombified dinosaur to class. So unfair! So sya msged me said she will be late. I complained about the sun to my teacher, telling her it wouldn't leave me alone. Blabbed a few nonsensical words and when they asked me where was sya because they wanted to start the scenario i said sya's at the scenario. Smacked my head and said clementi instead.  Prayed that i didn't get chosen for the scenario or my zombified legs would have fallen. My prayers were answered. I think my teacher helped. She knew how zombified i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home after the lecture, went to the library for a little while to check out something about the ECG but it just made me even more confused. Went home up the stairs and had lunch. Wanted to rest but i figured it would be wasting my time so i did some work. Did about 3 hours to do two transcription. One more left. Still feeling zombified right now but i have to do my literature review. Must remember to call my violin teacher to tell them i can't make it for class tomorrow. Have to go back to school for the fyp. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the cause of this zombifying day's probably my heavy period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day shall be called,  'The period of zombification'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S DEAD FLOWERS ARE STILL ON MY DESK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Count the number of zombifying words i've used in this post. Har har.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-7643710619182105901?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/7643710619182105901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=7643710619182105901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7643710619182105901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7643710619182105901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/05/zombiest-day-ever.html' title='Zombiest day ever.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-3687628601742018541</id><published>2009-05-21T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:19:52.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The post.</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite awhile since i've blogged now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well right now i'm feeling totally drained even though i took a nap this afternoon. I think it's because of my period. Yeah, it just came bummer. I just watched american idol finals and kris won! :O I'm happy but it's a shock. My sister and I ruled him out quickly when the idol just started. He was the cute boy who had the charms of boy bands but not the idol. Who knew! But i'm really glad though. I mean i would prefer him to adam even though adam's an awesome range singer but really not my type. A little too loud and screamy for me and the style's well, not me. But he's an awesome singer though. So yeah! Actually, my favourite part was when the bikini girl won the award and had to sing and suddenly, pop! Kara started singing behind her! That was the ultimate pay back. I wish i could watch it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well, school's been just fine. There were high moments, mostly with sya. Singing old macdonald's song today haha! And i stumped her with the rabbit one. Then i figured she could have gone and a hop hop here and a hop hop there. :D I like short days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i went to bed i had lunch and love called :) He can't call for another two more days but it's okay! He'll call me as soon as he can on saturday. Happy that i managed to talk to him today. :) I feel like i haven't seen him in a long time even though it was just last saturday. I really miss him. But I'm really proud of him for doing so well inside the army. Even though that might mean that i'll be seeing lesser of him next time. But we'll work things out. It'll only be a while till they cut him some slack. And i'll! Be waiting till then. :D He's craving for japanese food so maybe we'll have some when he's out on saturday. Hopefully this time he'll be earlier than the last time. But if he isn't there's always sunday. :) Well, our meal will probably take place on sunday but still, I could get a peak of him on a saturday evening. That would be nice. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowers that i gave my sister have been sitting there for quite a while now. Well since it's been awhile, flowers wither and die. And yup it has withered and died. However it still looks nice. Dried and all. But she really gotta take it away soon! Don't want the water to stink my room :P (If you're reading this, yes it's a big hint to you!) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You should have seen how long i took to get her to change the water of the previously alive plant.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i forgot to mention a rather major change. Both me and my sister did our hair haha. Well it's straight now. I'm still in the midst of trying to get use to it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's about all. This hectic week have been a rather killer. I still have quite a few (many) things to do. So i'll see this little bloggie later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-3687628601742018541?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/3687628601742018541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=3687628601742018541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3687628601742018541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3687628601742018541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/05/post.html' title='The post.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-6884704589240446637</id><published>2009-05-11T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:57:24.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.</title><content type='html'>Hello, it's monday and it's was a really short day cause of graduation for the seniors. So no classes from 2! Which means we could go back at 12 right after our NSL class. :) Happy hehe. And i didn't bring my NURM book too so it's like. Yay! :D (Even though i didn't bring it on purpose :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when i we were released it was POURING over at blk 81 which is near SIM. But when i was on the bus to ngee ann bus stop there was hardly any rain. And when i alighted at my bustop, there was NO rain. How awesome since i deliberately took out my umbrella this morning cause i thought my bag would be heavy haha. Lucky me :) (Beams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love went to camp and he can't call for the entire week this time cause he's not allowed to bring his phone to the camp thing. Like it's a outdoor thing i think? So yeah, he'll be out on saturday night i think. In the meantime, i'm going to help my cousin do transcribing during my break times and when i'm home to early and have nothing to do. This way i can earn a little for my weekend with love. Mostly, ramen!~ Well yeah it feels good. :) I've earned 18 bucks today. Yipee! Waiting for the other recordings to download that's why i'm here blogging. :) Think i'll work for an hour then head to bed. I hope i don't lose out in studying though! I'll feel awfully guilty. I shall do some studying when i come home tomorrow. Even though i don't really know what to mug and go through. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah, that's about today. Me and my sister completed another nancy drew game. We're down to our final one! &gt;.&lt; Nancy drew's the best game ever. :D (Shenny will be a happy fan to hear this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it then. I shall get going now. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Maybe i'll cook something or bake this week. Honey praised my pancakes. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-6884704589240446637?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/6884704589240446637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=6884704589240446637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6884704589240446637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6884704589240446637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5414584732934691692</id><published>2009-05-05T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:07:50.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancake success!</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just made some awesome pancakes. With baking powder it really makes a difference! Honey taught me how to make it and gave me the recipe too. (: From his mummy. Hehe. He just went in the army on sunday so it's been schoo school for me. Have a DDD project which is ongoing and will be done by tomorrow. My group maties are a little stress about it. Well it is drug. Tough drug haha. Sya just encouraged the group of year 2 sitting next to us not to take DDD. She's friendly. Sya that is. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My butt kinda hurt. I think i'm constipated. As usual. But yeah it was a tough business i made just now. Sorry for the unglamness again. I seem to love talking about my poopoo times. Like how if my sister was home i'll be like omg hey i just poopooed and it felt so good. Hahaha. I think banana helps though. I really liked that awesome consistency the previous time i pooed. This time one was baaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey gotta pack up and return his stuff before we can talk on the phone. :) Yay yay. Oh! I saw sheila today! What a surpriseeeee. I was like what are you doing here! And she's like I study here! Then i said ohhhh well i didn't know cause you don't tell me anything! And she's like i told estella! Haha. So yeah, didn't chat long cause we were both hungry. Yummy food from canteen 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i shall go mug now. Maybe i can play a little nancy drew with my sister later on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Love got silver for his NAFA. Hopefully he can come out earlier this week! (Crossing my fingers that he won't be confined!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5414584732934691692?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5414584732934691692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5414584732934691692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5414584732934691692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5414584732934691692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/05/pancake-success.html' title='Pancake success!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-1488262261172051067</id><published>2009-04-28T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:52:15.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14!!</title><content type='html'>HI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey's coming out of the army tomorrow night!! HEHEHEHE. Then we're going out on thursday! :D And friday! :D And and and i got so many things i need to do like buy socks, get my samsung earphone connector thing changed, try to get cuddles her medication and all! :D And and! We're having ramen and watching a movieeeee :D Hopefully i get to see him tmr night or something. :) Well i think we won't be doing much door to door interview for our fyp cause our topic might change which sucks! Due to the swine and everything which is totally ridiculous. :( Sigh!! I hope things go alright though! I don't want some lousy topic :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i kinda dislike tuesdays! But i'm a happy person today. It's like wow he's coming out TOMORROW. Tomorrow which doesn't include a digit like oh '5' more days? No more it's just tomorrow! :D Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I think i don't have anything else interesting i need to share haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-1488262261172051067?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/1488262261172051067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=1488262261172051067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1488262261172051067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1488262261172051067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-14.html' title='Day 14!!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-199409176531511777</id><published>2009-04-26T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:15:22.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A random post.</title><content type='html'>I've been listening to this song for like about a hundred times already. But it's funny how sometimes the emotional feelings only hit you like after a few hours of listening to that song. It doesn't hit you from the start sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaaaaah i'm so emo right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-199409176531511777?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/199409176531511777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=199409176531511777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/199409176531511777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/199409176531511777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-post.html' title='A random post.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-9176070914594040297</id><published>2009-04-26T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:20:56.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13</title><content type='html'>I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-9176070914594040297?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/9176070914594040297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=9176070914594040297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/9176070914594040297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/9176070914594040297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-13.html' title='Day 13'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-40928929239869581</id><published>2009-04-25T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:02:57.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10, 11 and 12</title><content type='html'>Hello again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday class was really short. Had DD&amp;amp;D for the first class at 8. Met wb and all before we headed to lecture. Sya was late haha. So we went in, sat in the class and i think my butt was THIS close to getting a pressure ulcer. I had my pad on you see, having my period and all. And somehow the chair wasn't really exactly helping. There was no table, weirdly. So we just had books on our laps. Half or maybe three quarts of the class was sleeping and wen bing was in her own land. When i say she's in her own land, she's in her own land. Like how the teacher apologised for not having a laser pointer, dear wb imagined someone throwing a pen at her and the reaction the teacher gave. A shocked one. Yep, she totally acted it out. She's a funny kid i her own world. I kinda like her world. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, classic thing. Sya went into the wrong lecture and sat there until she saw that the books were a different colour from hers and waited for an opportunity to escape. Classic. Haha, i think the semester started off pretty 'tricky' i might say. I've tricked her twice already and wen bing once. She lied that i signed her attendance for her and that the teacher was calling her name looking for her to ask questions. Hahahahaha. That poor girl. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had NSL, i like this teacher. She liked my cute tiger pencil case. Good eyes. I think she wanted to get it for her kid. Too bad i bought it from hong kong. :P Got home, slpt for about three hours, missed 5 messages from love cause my battery died and i forgot to charge! &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; But yeah, i was so utterly drained from the three tiring days i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, was suppose to head out to knock on doors for interviews. (FYP) Didn't go in the end cause i didn't want to go home and come out at three again. You know how sickening it gets, that feeling of having to go home for like an hour and then heading out. So might as well skip that part and just do it another day haha. Plus i wasn't in such a high mood as i wanted to head out to the discovery centre but no one was free :( Tough luck but i guess it's fate since honey said he didn't have much free time when he called that night. So i guess going there wouldn't have helped much. But i was so excited to see him! &gt;.&lt; Oh well. Sigh, really miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up early to shower and wanted to practice some music but i didn't have enough time. Went to violin class by myself as parents were still overseas on the way home. I thought i would be late cause the bus came a little late and it was driving SO slowly. But yeah i made it on time and had 5 minutes to spare. ;) Did class, headed home and watched how i met your mother again. This time with my sister. We both agree that how i met your mother is awesome. Legendary. :D So here i am typing my days out waiting for love to call. Ring ring, phone ring ring. WOW IM GOOD. IT RANG. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEYA! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-40928929239869581?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/40928929239869581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=40928929239869581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/40928929239869581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/40928929239869581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-10-11-and-12.html' title='Day 10, 11 and 12'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-8929052849561509908</id><published>2009-04-22T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:46:02.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9</title><content type='html'>Ah, one more week till honey comes out of his camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait! I think i've been saying that since day 1 haha. But i really can't! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's so tiring. I'm feeling ultra drained. Yes, ultra! Tutorials were alright. The DD&amp;amp;D teacher was not bad haha. Sya was late so i called her and said, 'Hello sya, where are you? The teacher's like super fierce and you're like the only one who's not here yet! I even have to hide under the table to talk to you right now! Hurry okay!' Yup, a prank. Haha! The teacher was nice and there were so many more people who were not there yet. And yup, wasn't hiding my table. Wasn't even trying to hide HAHA. So yeah, hehe. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day went pretty alright i guess. Except..... we had to run all the way to NUH to listen to the people incharge of the project speak. I mean the talk and everything was okay but seriously can't the school like give us some warning that there's going to be something like that instead of just saying 'oh you have a meeting at this place and this time', and expect us to be there! What if we had something on that was important.. Luckily it's not next week or i'll slaughter the school. Grrr. So reached home around 830, yes late i know. So drained right now so i'm going to cut this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-8929052849561509908?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/8929052849561509908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=8929052849561509908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8929052849561509908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8929052849561509908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-9.html' title='Day 9'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2388058157283076842</id><published>2009-04-21T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:26:43.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8</title><content type='html'>Hi hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I've been starting off with the same greeting everytime i start blogging haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright. Bought my books finally. Still a couple of missing books that i haven't gotten yet. One's out of stock the other i really don't feel like using my precious cash to get it. It has to prove it's worth. Even though i have to get it sooner or later, my money has to be satisfied to leave me first! Hmph! That's right it's the NSL book poooooo. Yup, so today went by rather floatish. Both lecturers didn't really make a good first impression to me. Maybe it's the topic that was going on since it's the first lesson and all. But seriously, it was a DRAG. Poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home was REALLY urgent cause i held my bladder till i got home. The toilet was under renovation. The one near the lecture theatre haha. So yeah, came home released my bladder (which felt so good) and the showered cause my pad was flooded. Ate dinner and love messaged me so i called him to chat for a while! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted pretty early today cause he was sent up to his room early. So we chatted for quite alot. :) Really happy hehe. Then he had to go but called back later around 10 and we chatted a little longer again! :D Double happy! Misses, lots of misses. But the calls are really helping and i'm glad :) Wanna hug hug hug him~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta go. Really tired from the early mornings to the late evenings. Gotta stay back a little tomorrow too poo poo. Goodnight then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2388058157283076842?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2388058157283076842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2388058157283076842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2388058157283076842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2388058157283076842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-8.html' title='Day 8'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-6802355426896394533</id><published>2009-04-20T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:01:36.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7</title><content type='html'>Hey hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school today. It was pretty alright. The teachers weren't completely foreign. Well three that we met today. One we didnt know of but she's a pretty good NSL teacher. Learnt about different surgical equipments that had really funny names! In lecture, there were many unfamiliar faces since they kinda reshuffled the people again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just received a call from love. His day didn't go too well.. :( We didn't have much time to talk and i wanted him to have a good rest cause of the tiring day he had with all the push ups he had to do. &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; hugs hugs. He sounded really bummed out today. Or maybe he was just tired from the tiring day. I wish i had more time to chat with him to hear more about his day. Guess that'll have to wait till he's out! Can't wait for that really. 29th! Come sooner! I'll give him a good massage when he's out! And a big massive bear hug. I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so on with my day again.. Met up with bing nurul and company for lunch. Nurul and afiah got us ankle bracelet things which we wore for the day. Pretty :) Hope i can rmber to wear it out the next time i'm out with love so i can show it to him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it's official. My socks are beyond repair. This morning i still had time so i tried sewing one of my sock that i was wearing. Sewed it well and when i came home again, guess what. MORE HOLES. When i say more holes i mean MORE THAN BEFORE. :( I guess when i sew it it kinda makes the sockie become smaller. My feet, can't take it. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah, that's all. I'm pretty tired and drained for some reason. Gonna bring back all my lovely new lecture notes and books tomorrow. Eggcited. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please let love's day be better tomorrow! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-6802355426896394533?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/6802355426896394533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=6802355426896394533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6802355426896394533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6802355426896394533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-six.html' title='Day 7'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-989930389371476315</id><published>2009-04-19T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:45:00.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 (part 2)</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is absolutely lovely. I love old songs, i love their lyrics. And i absolutely miss them. I should start my hunt, gathering all the oldies i can ever find and listening to them and feel warm and get them stuck in my head instead of songs that sound good with zero meaning in their lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to church today. Woke up pretty late, had a good breakfast a new wrap thing that my dad bought from the supermarket. Wholemeal but still good. Went to church, realize my thoughts drift pretty quickly. All i remember was the priest saying something about doors and how it's mentioned a few times in the reading that the doors were closed when jesus appeared infront of the apostles when he rose from the dead. And thought that was pretty cool since he explained that nthing could stop the holy spirit from being present. Not even iron doors, metal rails and concrete walls (he was visiting a prison and bringing easter there i think, so that's what he told the prisoners). Yup, then i drifted. But he played this recorder tune by himeself at the end of the mass which was pretty cute. It was a chinese easter song. He's visiting China again soon. :) Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, completed the second game of nancy drew. SO UNEXPECTED. The ending that is. But we decided to stop for awhile since my sister's having her exams really soon. But yeah, school starts tomorrow for me as well and i hate my printer cause it's screwing up. But i just remembered silly old me could always just print it in black and white. (Smacks own head) Yeah, i'll do it in a while haha. After the nancy drew game played a little violin from my previous books to see if there's anywhere that i can improve and sister suddenly screamed 'shit' and i was like what? Then we remembered the cheesecake we were suppose to do a couple of weeks ago. It was suppose to be expiring on the 17th of april according to my sister but after a closer look it was 27th of april. But we decided to bake the cheesecake today too. Didn't really have sufficient ingrediants like the maple syrup and stuff but we still carried on with it. Turned out well for my sister, for me i found it to sour from the sourcream cheese. But overall i guess it was alright. It's now in the fridge and i shall consider bringing it to school tomorrow. Hopefully people will like? Shrugs haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, then while waiting for the cake to be done dad came home from the cafe, did dinner! Beehoon soup. Wasn't salty enough but very healthy. Nice. :) I like beehoon haha. Then me and my sis played some church songs. She played the piano i played the violin. I'm not very good at it still but she thinks i've improved. Flattered :D Hope i can play super well some day so she doesn't have to stop for my mistakes hehe. The weather is SO HOT. I think i'm going to take another shower after love calls. Yeah i'm waiting for his call now. Should be anytime soon now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wish me luck for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to miss school. Last semester. Going to miss the people, and studying. Hello working life soon. Yep, a little scared about it.. but gonna have to go through it. Jia you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S you guys should totally try to get this song it's awesome. I'll even send you the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://skreemr.com/results.jsp?q=have+you+ever+loved+a+woman&amp;amp;search=SkreemR+Search&lt;br /&gt;(right click and save link as to get it in your computer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://dreamsoundmusic.com/music/Bryan%20Adams%20-%20Greatest%20Hits/The%20Best%20of%20Me/07_Have_You_Ever_Really_Loved_A_Woman.mp3&lt;br /&gt;(this is the awesome song if you want to hear it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeya! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-989930389371476315?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/989930389371476315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=989930389371476315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/989930389371476315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/989930389371476315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-6-part-2.html' title='Day 6 (part 2)'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-1890236405254572427</id><published>2009-04-19T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:09:20.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you really ever loved a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;To understand her - you gotta know it deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Hear every thought - see every dream&lt;br /&gt;N' give her wings - when she wants to fly&lt;br /&gt;Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms&lt;br /&gt;You know you really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love a woman you tell her&lt;br /&gt;that she's really wanted&lt;br /&gt;When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one&lt;br /&gt;she needs somebody to tell her&lt;br /&gt;that it's gonna last forever&lt;br /&gt;So tell me have you ever really&lt;br /&gt;- really really ever loved a woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;Let her hold you -&lt;br /&gt;til ya know how she needs to be touched&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta breathe her - really taste her&lt;br /&gt;Til you can feel her in your blood&lt;br /&gt;N' when you can see your unborn children in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;You know you really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love a woman&lt;br /&gt;you tell her that she's really wanted&lt;br /&gt;When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one&lt;br /&gt;she needs somebody to tell her&lt;br /&gt;that you'll always be together&lt;br /&gt;So tell me have you ever really -&lt;br /&gt;really really ever loved a woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to give her some faith - hold her tight&lt;br /&gt;A little tenderness - gotta treat her right&lt;br /&gt;She will be there for you, takin' good care of you&lt;br /&gt;Ya really gotta love your woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms&lt;br /&gt;You know you really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;When you love a woman you tell her&lt;br /&gt;that she's really wanted&lt;br /&gt;When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one&lt;br /&gt;she needs somebody to tell her&lt;br /&gt;that it's gonna last forever&lt;br /&gt;So tell me have you ever really&lt;br /&gt;- really really ever loved a woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me have you ever really,&lt;br /&gt;really, really, ever loved a woman? You got to tell me&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me have you ever really,&lt;br /&gt;really, really, ever loved a woman?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-1890236405254572427?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/1890236405254572427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=1890236405254572427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1890236405254572427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1890236405254572427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-6936517489320404854</id><published>2009-04-18T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:36:19.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>Hello it's a lovely saturday isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair. :) Finally thing. But ah, don't think it'll be much difference to others (as usual) but i'm comfortable with this lightness in the head. I waited for about an hour plus plus to get my hair cut. But i don't blame her, she's really busy. Sitting there waiting for my turn is like watching a 'diner dash' game unfold except it's a salon game. Maybe the game called 'sally's salon' i guess. Since it's what i've described. But yeah, it's real life so things don't just get done by clicking that character and her hair's all permed up. I was pretty patient though, and so were two others. One wasnt. Kinda told the hair saloonist off asking her why she's making her wait so long. Service job. Poo poo. But can't blame that lady as well i mean she did sat there for pretty long with her hair wet and who knows what stuff was on it but it was pretty stiff like she described. Then she still got to highlight her hair but i was almost done already. So probably about another 45 mins for her to do that. She arrived slightly earlier than me i think since her apptment was at 1. The trouble with hair. But yeah i've been going to that hair saloon for quite a long time now plus the boss is my mum's friend. She's really nice. It's not like she wasn't trying though, multitasking here and there. Think she haven't even eaten her lunch yet. She only stole one mouthful of it. Poor her. &gt;.&lt; Guess nursing will pretty much be like that. Service. Service. Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i had violin lesson before that. Went into another room since it's a different day and all. Much bigger room and so coincidental i saw the score stand that i bought yesterday. And i used it :D I wonder how much they sell it for though. Maybe they don't even sell it. :D But i'm pretty satisfied with the 19 bucks one. Went to see my grandmother after that and she's doing pretty well. :) Happy happy. Too bad she can't really go out by her own now seeing that her eyesight's not very good and she's been getting hurt lately. So it's safer for her to have company. Hearts hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well other than that i haven't been doing much. OH EXCEPT.. I transferred all my important stuff in my other computer! Finally. With all the songs and all. I took like nearly forever cause my dad's hard disk thingy only had 2GB left. So i added mine along and i had two drive things tt's about 2GB each. Switching back and forth back and forth. Pheeeeeew. Satisfying to get it all done. Watched how i met your mother all over again with the lappie in the dark ON MY BED. (awwwwwwwwwwwwwwesome!) But just caught two of it only haha. Then i'm back here blogging wondering what i should do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i shall wait for love's call in about.. 2 hours and so. Haha. Can't wait~ Lalala. Tomorrow i'll be more free since i dont have to go down for a haircut which was originally the plan. Ooo better start getting ready for school school. I shall check my timetable to see if thursday i end early. Then i can get to see love before he goes home for dinner. Whee~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. Byeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edited post!]&lt;br /&gt;Adding on since i refuse to start a new post. Tadaaa~ new layout! I like it. A little bit of colour, a little bit of dullness. Just like life. Haha. Well, it's a change. :) Hope you guys like it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs hugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-6936517489320404854?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/6936517489320404854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=6936517489320404854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6936517489320404854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6936517489320404854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5160202954453427981</id><published>2009-04-17T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:25:13.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day four part 2</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My silly sister isn't home yet so i can't sleep. Mum wants me to wait for her to be home first before i sleep. Who knows what time that will be. Me don't care, tomorrow i'm waking up early to practice violin. She gotta wake up then. Me don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today went out with lala and bing bing. Walked alot. Not infront of shops though but from far east to cathay and back again. Save transport money haha. :) Didn't do much shopping but did go to plaza singapura's yamaha to check out the music stand thing and i bought it! Foldable. 19 bucks. 1 buck discount from yamaha membership which i made there on the spot for free but that took us quite awhile. The wait and all. But nice card.. nice card. :) Yup, happy i bought that. Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a bar but not a bar since they served food and drank an appletini. Tasted like apple juice with a bitter taste to the end. I'd rather apple juice though. Yummier. But it was good. Flushed, apparently. Tired but i drank about two glasses of water. Should be hydrated enough i hope. Was very urgent when i got home haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love messaged me and i called him with hp at first cause i was still walking home but very close to home. Hung up in the lift and rushed back through my home door to talk to him through the cordless phone. I think it's very soft. The cordless phone is so annoying, it never gets charged after it moved to my room. Haha. But yeah, i talked really long with him this time. Happy happy. :) Told him about my day, he told me about his. He's a toughie tough tough. Can't wait for ramen! He told me not to take heavy drinks unless with him and me promised. Ramen. I want. I WANT. Can't wait for him to get out of army. I think most slightly he'll be getting the weekends out only job when he's over with the 3 months. But oh well, I'll miss him but I'll be contended with what i have. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my sister's still not home. Annoying. Cause she's not picking up her phone. Pig of a pig. Hope she's fine. She's lucky my dad ain't awake. Or my mum. Since i can't get through the phone if they call they can't too and they'll be all 'WHERE ARE YOU' kinda tone. I think. Well she ought to change a ringtone. I shall tell her that. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo beebo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5160202954453427981?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5160202954453427981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5160202954453427981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5160202954453427981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5160202954453427981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-four-part-2.html' title='Day four part 2'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5660747923955788267</id><published>2009-04-17T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:38:55.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day three/four (part 1)</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's morning already. I'm getting dim sum. Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday accompanied sister to kkh. All went well except for that horrible queue that made us wait for like.. an hour? Our apptment was like 245 but we only got in at 340+ Best thing's that we went there early so imagine how we rotted. Poo. I read my book which i decided there and then that i shall stop cause it was getting too ridiculous. I know i know.. it's hard for me to finish a book. But really, i don't want to waste time reading books with no plots. :P (Even though i was like 3/4 done already..) But yeah books like that are quite boring cause you kinda knew everything that you're suppose to know from the back of the book's summary already. Just the process i guess. If the process doesn't impress me early, byebye book. This book's pretty lucky i went all the way to three quarts already haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my sister's pretty funny. Like we can just be on the bus and she starts singing that horrid cold play song again until she gets distracted by posters with gardenia bread. She wants to eat healthy now you see.. Well once is fine but she got distracted twice by it. Same poster mind you. And suddenly when the bus stops  at one of the bus stop she goes, "Hey look at those people there.. Yeah those two people talking to each other.. (one girl, one boy, both in uniform) i'm older than them.. yeah.." That's right, the big sister's hitting her big 2 in her front digit of her number. And a few days ago she had a toy conversation with estella. My big loving sister. But she always gets me back at the "Guess who's going to work first." None other than? Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to remind myself that i want to take a look at the metal stand thingy to hold books cause it's pretty hard to practice my violin without one. I'll probably check it out later if i remember but i hope it's not too expensive. I really want it! &gt;.&lt; And i want a stuffed toy big enough for me to hug to remind me of love. Jollybean the carebear's small and always by my side but i lose her in the middle of the night from my large gianormous hands. Hugs. I guess i sounded quite bumped out yesterday when i received the call from love. I don't know i guess it's the process of being a couch potato. Gaining weight, still eating, not exercising, enclosed in places doing nothing but tv and computer. I sound sad. Haha. But yeah, i can't do this on long term i'll go nuts. Guess the 'being at home wife' has to wait a little longer than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy just growled. That means it's breakfast time. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5660747923955788267?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5660747923955788267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5660747923955788267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5660747923955788267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5660747923955788267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-threefour-part-1.html' title='Day three/four (part 1)'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-3674907533882280056</id><published>2009-04-15T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:55:24.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day two.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a tiny weeny more proud of myself than i was yesterday. Yesterday was non stop movies and hk series. Today more reading of the book i borrowed and a little tv too haha. And more nancy drew. I'm proud to announce that the game has ended and we're playing another one. :D Cut to the chase? :D the culprit is.... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yannie!&lt;/span&gt; (In case you guys forgot it's the weird speaking snowboard guy who speaks with a little weird accent in the basement.) Haha, my sister suspected him since he was the least suspected one. But yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so.. today went okay i guess. Love called earlier than usual cause he had to head to bed at 8 today. A little earlier. But i've been keeping my phone close to me so that i wouldn't miss his calls. Thankfully i did. Heard a little from him through messages when i just woke up as well. Actually, i got woken up by a message by bing bing and when the next message came soon i thought it was her reply but surprisingly it was love instead. (No ulterior meaning bing bing! I still love your messages too :D :D) So yeah, chatted a little with him before he went back to his lecture. Didn't want him to get in trouble using a handphone and all as well so all was well. I really do miss him. Even though he comes out on the 29th but it'll only be at night and i probably can only see him the day after. Then on Sunday he'll probably head back to camp and I'll only be able to see him next week. Sigh, oh wells. Hopefully school will make me more occupied so that the week will pass faster and my weekends would arrive faster. Poo poo. Lots of misses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the messages in the afternoon, slumped back on bed and read a little before getting up for 'breakfast lunch'. Watched 'No reservations' which was a pretty good show and tried a little of step brother but stopped halfway cause i wasn't really entertained haha. But i'm glad love left me a few movies to keep me occupied through the week. So much for holidays when i'm dying to let it pass by soon. Poo poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been gorging quite a bit today. Ate alot of things after dinner. Don't even want to talk about it haha. I think i put on 1 kg already. But sigh, my weighing machine kinda suck. I feel like i put on way more than that. Being a couch potato is really making me feel fat. I'll probably be heading out a bit tomorrow. Hopefully some air will do me some good. Oh man it really feels like 2 weeks have passed when it's only been 2 days. (My sister's singing some weird song now disrupting my thought haha. But i don't blame her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i shall head to bed now. It's almost midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-3674907533882280056?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/3674907533882280056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=3674907533882280056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3674907533882280056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3674907533882280056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-two.html' title='Day two.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5833019113346048490</id><published>2009-04-14T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:08:58.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one.</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a couch potato the whole time today. Waiting for my sister to get home to play nancy drew. Hopefully we can finish it by tonight and hopefully i don't dream of nancy drew again! Love just went in the army camp today. He just called not long ago. :) Even though we couldn't talk for long today but i'm satisfied knowing he's doing alright. Hopefully time'll pass fast! Yup, we've already planned a good meal when he's out of the camp after 2 weeks. What else but ajisen ramen! :D I can never get sick of that. But now since times are pretty hard we should only save it for occasions :) Missing him already but it'll be fine. He's quite tough being overseas before and all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched two movies today and a series of hong kong drama to make time pass faster. Wanted to watch another movie but decided to save it for tomorrow instead. Hopefully the movies can last me till say.. thursday? Then i'll have stuffs to do like go out with my sis for her apptment, then on friday a meeting with the girls and saturday.. saturday................. play nancy drew the whole time hopefully? Sunday prepare for school and monday; sweet monday, first day of school. So weird huh, how i'm looking forward to school. Oh well, it's the same looking yet not looking forward to school. But mostly, looking forward to school. One, to pass time. Two, i miss the company. Well mostly just sya's company haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yup nancy drew! It's a current wave of craze for me and my sister. Love helped us look for one to try out and we're still working on that one. It's awesome. So we borrowed other nancy drew games from sunny! The number 1 nancy drew fan! Special special thanks! :D I hope we can finish the games though! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm desperate to entertain myself. I just called my sister to ask her if she's coming home soon haha. Oh well, it's the start it's the start! &gt;.&lt; I'll survive. Oh had this major tummy thing. Before that i had the stinkiest farts haha. Before i poo pooed in the afternoon. But i just had a major tummyache that feels like a combination of cramps. My period's probably coming soon i'm starting to note the dates now. :) So yeah i nearly died. It hurt SO BAD. But felt better after the release of stuff that you do not want to look at and yeah somehow the ends hurt like i ate something spicy or smthing. But i did not! Okay, but sorry for the unglamness. I had to blog this. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, interesting day huh? Hmm. :D I hope i can transfer most of my stuff from the previous PCU (i think that's what you call it) to the lappie my dad handed over to me. Well that's actually my old laptop but it's been tossed around quite often now. I'm pretty proud of this little lappie. It has survived for quite long now. WITH LOTS OF REPAIRS. My dad went through so much trouble with the laptops. Hehe, who knows my 'destructive laptop' genes came from him :P Shhh.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, oh anyway. A little about yesterday. Much more intersting than today. Went to catch the fast and the furious with love at westmall. I like cathay's seats alot. Alot. But westmall's fine since we went there quite often before cathay but anyway, the movie was good. Exciting right from the start. But i had to ask quite a few questions since i kinda skipped through the first few movies. Then we went to buy some necessity for my little cutie hamsters and headed over to his place for awhile to do some quick printing! Then rushed over to railmall to meet lala shenny and adelard. Sunny was late so it was only lala and adelard there. So hung around coffee bean, had some chats and then they came over to my place except lard. Then love gtta go home for dinner so it was just the girls. Continued the nancy drew game, sister who was leading the rest watching as if it was some thriller movie but boyy was it exciting haha. It was more exciting than we started off with cause i think that's the time we started to find more solid clues. They couldn't stay long enough to find out the culprit but it's kinda still not solved. :D Sister had to go out prac the whole afternoon and night. (She's still not back yet) But yup, it was fun. We had noodle snacks before they left and we kinda went to bed after that. Chatted with love awhile before i went to bed. We should have more gatherings like that it's fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's post is alittle messed up. Should have started blogging abt ysterday and stuff first before today. But heck, I'm lazy to arrange haha. So, tada! A pretty long post i must say. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run,&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not that i have anywhere or anything to do right now. T_T)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5833019113346048490?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5833019113346048490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5833019113346048490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5833019113346048490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5833019113346048490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-one.html' title='Day one.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-3646928951332063417</id><published>2009-04-08T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:34:29.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i want to do!</title><content type='html'>Hello! Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the last day of attachment. :D Wheee! There are so many things i want to do! But it's always the case that i forget totally about them once the attachment or exams are over. You know, the distraction lists. :) So i shall name them all out here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sew my socks with lots of holes. Lots, of holes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Finish sewing fluffy pillows.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pack my room and chuck stuffs that are not needed!&lt;br /&gt;4. Bake cheesecake over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Bake cookies over the holidays&lt;br /&gt;6. Read the last book i have and return in to the library before the due date.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleep like a log for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all i can think about haha. I'm gonna miss the kids in the ward. It's so nice being a kid. What so nice about being a kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The world is your playground&lt;br /&gt;2. You can sit on the escalators when going up or down and everyone will think its normal&lt;br /&gt;3. You can jump around like a monkey on the loose and not think of consequences.&lt;br /&gt;4. Until you fall.&lt;br /&gt;5. And start jumping around again like it never happened&lt;br /&gt;6. You can whine for things that you don't even know what their prices are but you just know they're lovely and you want them. And you will not leave the store until you get them.&lt;br /&gt;7. You can say you have a tummy ache in school and your parents would be sent to pick you up&lt;br /&gt;8. You're free. In a way. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn i think i'm falling sick. Sigh, at least attachment's almost done. One more day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-3646928951332063417?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/3646928951332063417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=3646928951332063417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3646928951332063417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3646928951332063417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-i-want-to-do.html' title='Things i want to do!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-3311841436373353108</id><published>2009-04-07T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:00:38.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow :)</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some new updates :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago i had my first 1 year with honey :) Time sure flies! Love love love! :D We had ramen! Awesome ramen that we can never get sick off! With chicken wing and california maki. Our usual orders adding on a nice cold cup of ice lemon tea. Everyone should try the ramen it rocks socks. Go to Plaza Singapura's Ajisen and order the spicy pork ramen set! :D It's loveeeee!~ (Drools) Yup then we walked around and i got lazy to shop even though i had to spend the vouchers i had. I was lazy to change my dress and all haha. Plus i wasn't wearing any bottoms since it's a dress so it's hard to try tops. Don't shop in dresses ladies! (and some gentlemen..) Haha, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so today i'm in the afternoon. Switched with a fellow attachment-mate. It was surprisingly rather hectic. I like. Time flies like that! And the patients are all starting to lighten up. We have some pretty cute patients. :) So it's nice to just pass time like that haha. Went for a kinda short break from 430 to 450. Didn't really feel like sitting around the staff room since i don't know much people from this shift that i'm doing haha. But yeah, got my grades back. Happy! But really surprised. Like really. :| !! But happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's morning! Booooooo. I like sleeping on my bed. It's comfy. :D Last two days! Last two days! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-3311841436373353108?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/3311841436373353108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=3311841436373353108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3311841436373353108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3311841436373353108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html' title='Wow :)'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-7779477128317307444</id><published>2009-04-04T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:59:07.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while.</title><content type='html'>Hello! It's been about three weeks since i've blogged. Yup, attachment's been going on for the past 3 weeks as everyone here reading would probably know :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMH was pretty alright. All we did was talk to the patients, play games and learn new tricks. I've learned a couple of card tricks there which i'm quite proud of :D Wanted to learn more on youtube but those were way too hard. :P So yeah, we did learn a couple of things about the different illnesses so it was quite fruitful. Did psychoeducation and all but personally i don't think my communication skill have improved at all. But yeah, my attachment mates were pretty enthu about the ward. They organized different different treats and games to entertain and treat the patients. Most of the time our briefings had either sweets or food. Especially on the last day. And our instructor there treated us to mcdonalds. He's really nice and funny. Reminds me of barney in how i met your mother the. His expressions that is, not the playboy part. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, my attachment mates were nice but they were closer to each other through the previous attachment that they had but i didn't really mind. Hakim was on the other side most of the time so i didn't get to talk much to him. But at least during break time i had nurul :) &lt;3 &lt;3! Yup, but overall it was different than i expected it to be. I really hope the stigma would vanish soon. Cause the people there arn't like how everyone thought of them to be. It would be nice to put a little non self destructive decorations in the ward though. Feels alittle confined and too routine-ish. Oh well, i hope they get well soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pediatrics currently. NUH as usual. The first few days were pretty relaxed cause we went into the B1 part of the ward. Then we went out after the renovations were done and whoooooo, hectic. The staff there seemed a little more uptight out there. And i don't blame them much since the cases are quite heavy in the cubicle we were in. But being students, obviously they would chuck stuffs at us. If i ever become a staff nurse in future i guess i would feel how they felt. But i wouldn't be that mean! But yeah, it's pretty normal in NUH i guess. Plus i've been there since forever so i know how they would be like and how everything worked. Well, most things worked.. My attachment mate didn't though. Since it's her first time here and she broke down a little so i've heard. And boyyy do i totally understand that. Guess it's always the 'first time' of being here in NUH. Subsequently, your skin gets thicker. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try other hospitals though. Hearing good comments from SGH and slightly alright comments in TTSH. Maybe i'll request for the next attachment. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, pretty long winded about the attachment thing. But i shall end it here. Love's waiting for me~~ :D Bye~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-7779477128317307444?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/7779477128317307444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=7779477128317307444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7779477128317307444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7779477128317307444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5017536121718686612</id><published>2009-03-13T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:53:48.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy :)</title><content type='html'>Today's just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i was more excited to land today than the first day of our trip. I had fun though, lots of fun. Especially the playing or random games after a tired day of shopping. Shopping's really a killer. But I'm glad i bought stuffs. I think i would have regretted if i brought home nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome things about today:&lt;br /&gt;- I got to be in two countries in one day&lt;br /&gt;- I get to see my family and honey again&lt;br /&gt;- My dad fixed in a new desktop which i am currently using!&lt;br /&gt;- I love the keyboard, reminds me of the one in the school library that i was so tempted to steal&lt;br /&gt;- I have msn again! (Bad news for sya :P)&lt;br /&gt;- Everyone liked their gifts :) ( I hope the tops fit my mum and dad though. Dad tried to trick me saying that he's wearing M but he wears L haha.)&lt;br /&gt;- My bed.&lt;br /&gt;- My comfy PJs&lt;br /&gt;- It's not freezing. :D But the freeze had a good part to it. I haven't really stepped out in the afternoon yet hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, the trip was awesome. Maybe later details about it but i might get too lazy. Happy with my stuffs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love singapore! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5017536121718686612?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5017536121718686612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5017536121718686612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5017536121718686612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5017536121718686612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy.html' title='Happy :)'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5555126216178296402</id><published>2009-02-24T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:52:59.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poo poo.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why a paranoid person like me is taking nursing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5555126216178296402?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5555126216178296402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5555126216178296402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5555126216178296402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5555126216178296402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/02/poo-poo.html' title='Poo poo.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-9067363970629435145</id><published>2009-02-22T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:30:18.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody.</title><content type='html'>This is by far the most incomplete studying i have ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye results. I'll see you.. when i see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-9067363970629435145?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/9067363970629435145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=9067363970629435145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/9067363970629435145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/9067363970629435145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/02/bloody.html' title='Bloody.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-6326315174936523366</id><published>2009-02-21T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:37:41.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful day!</title><content type='html'>Hello! Very eventful day today. Went to pick up the new car and i must say it is pretty awesome~ Happy daddy! Then we went to snip snip our hair and i feel so much better now~ :D Went to the specs shop and took a couple of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit one: Young girl, adorable and single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;div class="mediaContainer"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;img class="media" id="fullSizedImage" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/Photo233.jpg?t=1235219079" alt="Photo233.jpg picture by blackanddwhite" galleryimg="no" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two minutes later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit two: Old teacher, aged tremendously, on the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;div class="mediaContainer"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;div class="mediaContainer"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;img class="media" id="fullSizedImage" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/Photo236.jpg?t=1235219099" alt="Photo236.jpg picture by blackanddwhite" galleryimg="no" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, we took many other pictures of her wearing different glasses but i got lazy to put them up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;div class="mediaContainer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;div class="mediaContainer"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;img class="media" id="fullSizedImage" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/Photo243-1.jpg?t=1235219226" alt="Photo243-1.jpg picture by blackanddwhite" galleryimg="no" style="width: 247px; height: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;img class="media" id="fullSizedImage" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/Photo247.jpg?t=1235219158" alt="Photo247.jpg picture by blackanddwhite" galleryimg="no" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;img class="media" id="fullSizedImage" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/Photo245.jpg?t=1235219134" alt="Photo245.jpg picture by blackanddwhite" galleryimg="no" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'm really lazy to type now. Plus i've got to mug.. so yeah. Buh bye. Say hi to winter! The naughiest hamster eating a little almond nut. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;div class="mediaContainer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo233.jpg" onclick="tr('album_thumb_click');"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;div class="mediaContainer"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;img class="media" id="fullSizedImage" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/blackanddwhite/Photo231.jpg?t=1235219379" alt="Photo231.jpg picture by blackanddwhite" galleryimg="no" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-6326315174936523366?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/6326315174936523366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=6326315174936523366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6326315174936523366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6326315174936523366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/02/eventful-day.html' title='Eventful day!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2752683856653368994</id><published>2009-02-15T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:22:30.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Acm2BWGfc4/SZgId7bAh1I/AAAAAAAAACI/GaU2PRcNqYs/s1600-h/freaky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Acm2BWGfc4/SZgId7bAh1I/AAAAAAAAACI/GaU2PRcNqYs/s320/freaky.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302997871488960338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yup, that's right. If this isn't freaky, I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. That's a friend of 'eh-ohs'. (tele-xxx) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taboo word.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2752683856653368994?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2752683856653368994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2752683856653368994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2752683856653368994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2752683856653368994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/02/yup-thats-right.html' title='Freaky'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Acm2BWGfc4/SZgId7bAh1I/AAAAAAAAACI/GaU2PRcNqYs/s72-c/freaky.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-2720161111114943042</id><published>2009-02-04T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:04:00.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday.</title><content type='html'>So today was a rather short school day. Again. Haha. Didn't really pay much attention. Was busy forcing people to finish the apple cake me and my sister did. Thankfully they liked it :) And i returned home with only one piece of apple cake left. Out of two containers of lock and lock that is. Hehe! Accomplished and relieved! It's quite horrible that i can't eat stuff that i bake. I get sick of it easily even if i didnt eat them. I concluded that it's the smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, tv-ed again! Shitty pants is getting stuck on the tv very easily now. Good shows good shows! I'm actually following american idol now too haha. There are a few favs that i have. Not the bikini woman. She's ultra annoying and she can't sing. The true colours of lusty little men. (Hmph!) Yup then surf the web and stuff and stumbled upon a certain picture! :D Singapore is like tiny. For my pri and sec school friend to be in the same class when they're in jc and they are actually in a r/s tgther! :D Happy for them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so just got back from violin and showered. So distracted today. Uber. Maybe i haven't been practicing much haha. Oh well, long break tomorrow but love's joining me and crashing my lecture. :) Then we'll go out and celebrate our 10th!~ Sushiiii buffeeeetttttttt :D!! Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gnna study! :O And do homework. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-2720161111114943042?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/2720161111114943042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=2720161111114943042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2720161111114943042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/2720161111114943042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-today-was-rather-short-school-day.html' title='Wednesday.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5489170726775378997</id><published>2009-02-02T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:01:03.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noooo :(</title><content type='html'>Eeep. This again. The damned feeling of wanting to mug but can't. And finding every single thing to do other than mug. Bahhhhhhh! 'Oh, i'll do this first and mug later' (when it's over..) 'Oh, just one more thing to do before i start..' (........)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'OH IT'S TIME FOR BED.' (ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby disallow anyone to persuade me to mug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5489170726775378997?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5489170726775378997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5489170726775378997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5489170726775378997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5489170726775378997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/02/noooo.html' title='Noooo :('/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-7918860199615938917</id><published>2009-02-02T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:40:00.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home is not where you live but where they understand you. - Christian Morgenstern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello~ Gahaha, i feel like my blog's so alive right now. And people are actually reading it! :D (waves!) I think songs are magical. Songs can remind you of things and bring you back to the exact feeling you felt when you listened to it back then. Like my dear sister said, certain songs belong to certain people. Not like they own it, but listening to it will just remind you of them. Like last night, i haven't listened to songs in a while so when i kinda heard the hip hop violin song love sent me it kinda brought me back to the times when i really, really missed him. And somehow i'm glad, because i know i'll appreciate more when i miss. Right now, I'm appreciating every moment and everyone who've made a difference in my life. :D (And no! I'm not making a speech :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it's amazing how things work. Recently i've been feeling that time's flying by. When you take note of certain dates and a year finally comes, it's just a 'wow' feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti-climaxly, i need to poo poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-7918860199615938917?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/7918860199615938917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=7918860199615938917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7918860199615938917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7918860199615938917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/02/special.html' title='Special.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-316864200908799779</id><published>2009-02-01T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:55:47.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COW :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJMwLVfVcVw/SJp97ZtSxKI/AAAAAAAAAcI/w38uXrjmp3s/s400/SmilingCow.jpg" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJMwLVfVcVw/SJp97ZtSxKI/AAAAAAAAAcI/w38uXrjmp3s/s400/SmilingCow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-316864200908799779?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/316864200908799779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=316864200908799779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/316864200908799779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/316864200908799779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/02/cow-d.html' title='COW :D'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJMwLVfVcVw/SJp97ZtSxKI/AAAAAAAAAcI/w38uXrjmp3s/s72-c/SmilingCow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-5461742636669268278</id><published>2009-02-01T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:15:12.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome february</title><content type='html'>It's feb! Goodbye jan. That's like 3 weeks more to study before the 4th week. Exammmm~ Ahhhhh! :( But that's okay, hello feb still. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates.. new year party yesterday at our place. Nothing much, didn't even play blackjack much. But my grandad was like awesome. He played for my sister and earned like 18 bucks. Started with 1 dollar. :D But yeah, we kinda (cough) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lostmostofitlater&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. No one really appreciated our apple cake. So we'll just eat it i guess. I'll bring some to school. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy thought: Projects are finally over! Our last one went alright. Quite awesome infact. :) The other groups did pretty well too. The teachers said she's giving us all A but i really can't count on her words. Show it in black and white then! :D So she gave out some sweets to best actors and actresses. Our class can really act well actually. Like from all the videos we've seen. It's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, Oh! And went for a movie with love on friday. Watched bridewars and it was gooooood. :) Bumped into sunny! :D But she was with a friend so we didnt talk much. It was nice bumping into her though. :) Westmall's a bump-ish place. Like how we bumped into lala before :D But yup, wandered around and borrowed a library book (Which i just remembered!!! :D:D) Going to show it to sister as soon as i'm done with this post. :D But yeah, then love came over after the movie and we went to walk walk a little cause i was really full. :D It was a nice night even though cloudy. No stars! &gt;.&lt; But yup, it was nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go for church soon hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Wb's coming back on tues from hk! Have a safe flight back bing bing!&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. SYA I KNOW YOU'RE READING THIS. Don't forget tomorrow we gotta go to the office and tick our tee-shirt size for hk! :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-5461742636669268278?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/5461742636669268278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=5461742636669268278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5461742636669268278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/5461742636669268278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcome-february.html' title='Welcome february'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-6009034332435326065</id><published>2009-01-28T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:24:41.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am cow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am cow, hear me moo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I weigh twice as much as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I look good on the barbecue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yogurt, curd, cream cheese and butters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Made from liquid from my udders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am cow, I am cow, hear me moo (moo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am cow, eating grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Methane gas comes out my ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And out my muzzle when I belch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, the ozone layer is thinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the outcome of my dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am cow, I am cow, Ive got gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you dear sister for getting this song stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-6009034332435326065?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/6009034332435326065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=6009034332435326065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6009034332435326065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/6009034332435326065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-cow.html' title='I am cow.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-3917807024725231738</id><published>2009-01-25T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:36:26.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year.</title><content type='html'>Yay, it's chinese new year eve. Not as exciting as christmas but at least it's a break from school. Or at least i think it's a break from school haha. This two days i gotta go out for reunion and stuff. Quite afraid that i won't have enough time to finish up the props for my project. But i have to! I'll have to burn midnight oil the day before then. Sigh! I don't even think we can rehearse. Unless we go for class like super early. But class starts at 9.. :( Sigh! I can't get them ready by tueday cause I'm only starting on tuesday. :( If only reunion dinners didn't last so long. Wanted to get the materials yesterday but the script only came in at night so i couldnt. So tuesday i gotta get the stuff and rush home to do. Rawr! &gt;.&lt; So rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i can do a good job though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, happy new year's eve again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-3917807024725231738?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/3917807024725231738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=3917807024725231738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3917807024725231738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3917807024725231738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-8306856621829158502</id><published>2009-01-23T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:04:06.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee!</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally friday. The end of our projects and tests for this week. Whew! :) At least we've got everything done. The project went awesome today! Though we got marks deducted for being late, it was alright. Sya did amazing slides and the teacher loved it. Hehe, and we all wore costumes. Yong yi was like all 'I don't want to wear the costume' from the start that we decided to wear them but eventually he had to anyway. :D So yeah, everyone presented so well! The teacher said sya and hakeem could actually go promote malay medicine if they're not nurses. :D So yes, happy! And everyone in the group was like saying this is to make up for the horrible presentation that happened yesterday. Many thanks to them once more!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i can relax for now! Then i'll need to get the script and start working on the props. So fun! I need to get all the materials and stuff though. I haven't gotten my money back from two of my group memebers when we did the practical presentation. :( But oh wells.. Maybe i can use the remainder stuff to actually do something nice for our next project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so relieved! Sya was right to say that i'll feel better when the projects end this week. Haha. Alright, that's all then. Oh, i was suppose to go shopping today but bing and nurul had NSL.. so yeah. Maybe next time i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna rest now! Bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;3 &lt;3!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-8306856621829158502?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/8306856621829158502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=8306856621829158502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8306856621829158502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8306856621829158502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/01/wee.html' title='Wee!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-7791043219341825798</id><published>2009-01-22T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:32:25.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush little baby.</title><content type='html'>Today's presentation was horrifying. The teacher kept cutting us off for every part we mentioned. And the best part was, me and sya hardly said anything at all. My part she stopped me right after the slide flashed and said that it's wrong. So byebye mellie's part. Next presenter please~ Yeah and sya did the end of the slides, referencing and stuff. And she kept claiming i don't believe this and stuff like that. But i'm sure everybody in the class have seen it before or read it before you know why? Because it was in the previous pharmacology book. (I recalled!!) :D Yeah, but anyhow even though we got shot directly down by her, I'm still really proud of my group. We did our work and we tried. We even rehearsed! So yes, i thank you guys once again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next would be the sociology project~ Tomorrow. And i haven't really gotten any solid materials yet. We're dressing up in traditional costumes hahahaha. :) It'll be creative and interesting. I hope things work out. Well at least i know that the teacher would let us finish our presentation and NOT interrupt. Giving us comments be it good or bad at the END of everything. And note, GOOD or bad. NOT completely bad. Yes, our teacher today might have been a nice teacher during our practical class but when it comes to tutorial or any presentation that we have to present to her, she sucked. And fancy scolding those people who were actually at the lecture instead of scolding those that weren't at the lecture. P.S. It happens EVERY week. Goodness, sometimes i feel so wronged. But i guess i'm getting use to it. Just our luck that we had to present when she's in an awful mood. But even if she wasn't, i don't think we have it easy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, now that's over i shall focus on the other projects. I really can't wait to work on the NS4 project! It's gnna be so much fun doing the props. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-7791043219341825798?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/7791043219341825798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=7791043219341825798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7791043219341825798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7791043219341825798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/01/hush-little-baby.html' title='Hush little baby.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-471329648311661272</id><published>2009-01-21T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:36:56.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better.</title><content type='html'>Yay, I'm feeling better right now. We have a 3 hour break tomorrow so we're discussing ELAHA. :D It's been awhile since we rehearsed before presenting hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yup, today's mummy's birthday and we went to soup restaurant to celebrate her birthday before i went for violin classes. :) Violin class was alright, learn more stuffs hehe. I think it's possible to learn by your own but it's hard to play well if you're just learning by yourself. Since you don't have advices or any comments if you're playing it correctly or not. But yup, trying my bestest! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait to have my own children. Even though it would be tough and all but i really can't wait. :) I like baby clothes. I'll make my own baby clothes next time haha. When we went to walk around just now, my sister wanted to get some shoes. So when she was walking around with my dad i was with my mum. And i told my mum about the cute little shoes for kids and one that actually matched with an adult one. So she asked me if i wanted it and asked me to keep it till my kids grow up and i can use it eventually haha. Of course we didnt't buy it though it would be so ultra-ly adorable!!!! &gt;.&lt;!--!  Yup, that's about all.  My sister, is a funny girl.  Bye! &lt;!--!    And yup, that's about all.    My sister, is a funny girl.  Bye!   &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, is a funny girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;(Love you :D:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-471329648311661272?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/471329648311661272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=471329648311661272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/471329648311661272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/471329648311661272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/01/better.html' title='Better.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-4510316811731991568</id><published>2009-01-20T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:01:18.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day.</title><content type='html'>Today's Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was really frustrating but I'm glad that love helped me out. I knew there was a problem somewhere, but I never expected it to affect me that much. Obviously it accumulated way beyond the limit, thus a let out. A good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually clueless about what I'm going to do right now. Or rather what i can do. I know i had to rant, but then it just made me feel all bad and wrong after doing that. And then there are times i want to rant, but i just can't find the words to describe anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is a different kind of laughter now. Maybe up to now I'm still trying to get use to it. And i really really miss them. So much. I miss the silly times, times that make absolutely no sense to others but yet able to make us laugh till our stomachs hurt. Silly moments that were almost forgotten and silly moments that might have been forgotten. How can you not expect anyone to miss such awesome people really. It felt nice to rely on people. At least you know that you've got their backs and they've got yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-4510316811731991568?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/4510316811731991568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=4510316811731991568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4510316811731991568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4510316811731991568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/01/day.html' title='Day.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-8889431952238047919</id><published>2009-01-15T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:15:12.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponders.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered how your voice sounds like inside your head? Isit the same voice, the same tone, the same pitch as what comes out of your voicebox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading too. If you're reading something written by someone, which you probably are right now.. does the person's voice come into your mind while reading this? Or isit yours? Or perhaps just this mono-toned voice in your head whenever you read something. I'm confusing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, sometimes during presentation the confidence and the sound you would like to portray all seem to shrink away. It's just different i guess. Like how sometimes you imagine things, imagining how gutsy you would be to do this for example going up to a person's face and swearing all the things you've bottled up. But reality hits and your little imaginary gutsy gut isn't that gutsy afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all of us have a certain degree of imagination. Some more than usual and some less. I wonder if it's connected with self esteem.. There was this psychology test that sya did on us. To draw a few things that she mentioned and it'll represent something with a true meaning. And how at the end of everything she told us to sign our signature. At the end of everything, the signature actually represented your confidence. The bigger, the more confident. I'm not sure if it's really true but i'm guessing it is. Mine's tiny. Heh heh. As for the rest of the pictures, the meanings shall not be revealed. :P (Oh, what's that? I heard a phew somewhere.. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's all. Updates, projects, projects and more projects. Did pretty well for NS3 (thankfully!) and i'm pretty worried about NSL. But ah well.. I'll try my best. Haha. Two projects due next week. If we don't start i think we'll be quite.. fried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. TABBOO'S SO EXPENSIVE. IT'S JUST CARDS! Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-8889431952238047919?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/8889431952238047919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=8889431952238047919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8889431952238047919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/8889431952238047919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/01/ponders.html' title='Ponders.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-3385958987786557155</id><published>2009-01-12T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:22:30.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SULKS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS BING BING AND NURUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay hello.&lt;br /&gt;I just finished the NS3 project presentation and yay i feel good! It's been a tiring weekend for me and the week kinda flew by. Like how in two days i'm having my violin lesson again and i haven't practiced yet! I have so many projects coming up that I don't even dare to list them out and put them in the right due dates. It scarrrreees me. Chinese new year's almost here! Shamefully i do not know the actual date but it's okay! As long as it signifys holidays! Holi holi day day. And yes, i don't care but i'm going to set a date and drag all three of yous, YES YOUS.. out. Since we couldn't make it out on the last day of our holiday. And yes, I WANT MACDONALD BREAKFAST! Maybe every tuesday. Good bonding time good bonding time! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, moment of truth begins AFTER my tv time! LALALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel more hardworking now. Tell me i've grown up. :)&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No seriously tell me! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay goodbye yellow brick road.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-3385958987786557155?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/3385958987786557155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=3385958987786557155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3385958987786557155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/3385958987786557155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/01/sulks.html' title='SULKS.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-7637283521656825972</id><published>2009-01-06T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:11:48.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower!</title><content type='html'>Looking at a flower every morning could sure make a girl's day. A good start that is. And when she's finally back looking at it again, it sure calms her down from the hectic day she just went through. Thank you love for the flower. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably get a mini garden in my house next time. Plant all the different types of flowers. Well it is said that greens can make your home peaceful. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, new updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late updates:&lt;br /&gt;- Attachment went pretty alright. I got an A surprisingly. (:&lt;br /&gt;- Results, not very favourable.&lt;br /&gt;- Hair, short. Very short.&lt;br /&gt;- School started. Projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New updates&lt;br /&gt;- Me and love baked cookies today. I like it. (: Though the first batch was a little hard so i reduced the timing and then the second batch became too soft. Sister likes it though. Oh before this batch, me and my sister baked some cookies too. People liked it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's quite all. Short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MELISS%7E1.YOU/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-7637283521656825972?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/7637283521656825972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=7637283521656825972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7637283521656825972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7637283521656825972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2009/01/flower.html' title='Flower!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-7603456991612814449</id><published>2008-12-02T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:04:35.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh.</title><content type='html'>I am so utterly bored right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling very well and the heat's not helping. Gah, i think i'm getting kinda snappy right now too. Anyways, latest news about my two little hamsters. Well they're separated. They turned 4 months yesterday and they got separated one day before they're 4 mnth old birthday. Sadness. So yeah, we had to get a new cage and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, predictions of the economy getting worse. Think i really got to save up. Will try my bestest. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored it's making me tired and lethargic. I would love to go out right now but at the same time i would love not to go out looking at the heat. But i'm dying to get some entertainment right now. (Bored, bored, bored, bored.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-7603456991612814449?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/7603456991612814449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=7603456991612814449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7603456991612814449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/7603456991612814449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2008/12/sigh.html' title='Sigh.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-4916669533116262904</id><published>2008-11-23T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:20:34.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours of the wind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You think the only people who are people&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Are the people who look and think like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-4916669533116262904?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/4916669533116262904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=4916669533116262904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4916669533116262904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/4916669533116262904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2008/11/colours-of-wind.html' title='Colours of the wind.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098807561338716736.post-1686102194185924693</id><published>2008-11-17T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:40:45.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying</title><content type='html'>I love studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098807561338716736-1686102194185924693?l=entwinedroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/feeds/1686102194185924693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3098807561338716736&amp;postID=1686102194185924693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1686102194185924693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098807561338716736/posts/default/1686102194185924693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entwinedroses.blogspot.com/2008/11/studying.html' title='Studying'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13334793765931401029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
